<?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-5921912572331841831</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:44:49.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DanceLiveLoveLaugh(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4728238106829297159</id><published>2011-03-16T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T22:40:01.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off the goal, the story of life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 136); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 852px; height: 640px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/PrG8Bl.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;All i is somebody to love. And one that loves me the same way i love him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 136);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4728238106829297159?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4728238106829297159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2011/03/obstacles-are-those-frightful-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4728238106829297159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4728238106829297159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2011/03/obstacles-are-those-frightful-things.html' title='Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off the goal, the story of life.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5921912572331841831.post-6278502144706074523</id><published>2011-01-13T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T23:25:33.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not evil, i'm just a nice person.. With low bullshit tolerance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 712px; height: 600px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/0dk4Z.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it has been damn damn long since i last posted, and i'm so sorry! But after i got well, then sch started. And the drama continues. Oh well. I'm gonna go and google ltr what is the meaning to life. For right now, i am lost. Right now, dance and studies shall be my priority. In my free time, meet up with friends go lepak lepak and fool around. I'm like, 13 going 14. Life now, just live and enjoy lah! Hahaha. Think so much for what? Fairytales are for princesses, and happily ever after isn't planning to come so soon. Won't be posting often due to sch cause i damn tireeeed lah deyh. Tomorrow when i wakeup, it's a new life, a new game, a new me. Right now, all i need is to cool down. Gonna otp with friends alr, post again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-6278502144706074523?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/6278502144706074523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-not-evil-im-just-nice-person-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6278502144706074523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6278502144706074523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-not-evil-im-just-nice-person-with.html' title='I&apos;m not evil, i&apos;m just a nice person.. With low bullshit tolerance.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5921912572331841831.post-3764674876374612055</id><published>2010-12-28T05:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T05:32:10.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my life back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 732px; height: 482px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/ozAHY.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be blogging for a few more days i'm guessing. Sorry for posting bout this so late. I've been so sick, i can't sleep, can't eat, i vomit out everything that i eat/drink other than plain water &amp;amp; tea. Hais. I'm sleeping only 1, 2 hours and i wakeup puking my guts out and not being able to go back to sleep due to too much pain. I just vomited blood just now. Gosh. I hate this feeling. I feel like i've lost control of my body, i feel like.. Hais. Dancing means the world to me, and if i can't control my body, how am i suppose to dance? Hopefully i get better soon. If not i need to go into the hospital and be put on drip. I won't be using the computer for some time cause seeing the graphics make me want to vomit again and i'm constantly feeling dizzy so.. Yeah. Even when i stand up i feel like the world is spinning and my vision is blurrred. Sucks ttm now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Never take your life for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-3764674876374612055?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/3764674876374612055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-my-life-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3764674876374612055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3764674876374612055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-my-life-back.html' title='I want my life back.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5921912572331841831.post-4845268808186868850</id><published>2010-12-22T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:17:12.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's destined will come to be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/DgnoC.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not post much for today as : #01 I'm still sick, i feel like crying &amp;amp; #02 I'm watching Got To Dance. Matthew Khoon, WOAH. Anyone who can see him dancce and not feel anything, is HEARTLESS. And i love MJ manzxc, he's awesome(: Till here yeah. Maybe later tonight or tmrw then post okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Never give up, nothing is ever worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4845268808186868850?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4845268808186868850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-destined-will-come-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4845268808186868850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4845268808186868850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-destined-will-come-to-be.html' title='What&apos;s destined will come to be.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5921912572331841831.post-746211673044585923</id><published>2010-12-21T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T19:39:49.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things change, people change; It's time i let everything go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 682px; height: 502px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/TnDv0.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past is something that we all can't change, and yeah, our regrets are like a haunting melody that for now, seems like it will never stop. But 2010 is going to end soon and a new year is coming. It might be better, or who knows, mught be worse. But i think no matter what, we should end all grudges, misunderstandings and etc by this year end. By the 31st, all shall forgive and forget, and start a new life! I settled a dispute today and yeah, many friends call me stupid for forgiving him but still, God teaches us to forgive &amp;amp; forget. So that is what i shall do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a past a really regret, but i'm gonna end it all now, and next year. You'll see a new girl. As we walk our path of life, we meet people everyday. Most are simply met by chance. But, some are sent our way. These become special friends whose bond we can't explain; The ones who understand us and share our joy and pain. Their love contains no boundaries. So, even we are apart. Their presence enhances us with a warmth felt in the heart. This love becomes a passageway, when even the miles disappear. And so, these friends, God sends our way, remain forever near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm thankful for this life because i have You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-746211673044585923?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/746211673044585923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/things-change-people-change-its-time-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/746211673044585923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/746211673044585923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/things-change-people-change-its-time-i.html' title='Things change, people change; It&apos;s time i let everything go.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5921912572331841831.post-1354435771747632735</id><published>2010-12-20T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:59:04.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good-bye is never painful unless you’re never going to say hello again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 687px; height: 450px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/Lbg3M.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i've not been posting for he past few days. Haven't had the time nor energy to do so recently. Thursday &amp;amp; friday  has been going out with the girls &amp;amp; Zhisheng. Nowadays, i'm so tired to even get up from bed. I wonder, is it because of lazyness.. Or because of the fear that.. When i wakeup and face the world, it'll disappoint me again? Honestly, idk. Really sick on saturday and sunday, had been having a bad stomach and kept vomiting. Got slightly better but got headache now. Sheesh, but i can't sleep, idk why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And recently, i've been so confused. So many things are in my mind now. I really really regret my past. It's killing me, it's like pulling me down. Somehow, i gotta fight the battle. I don't know how, but i will. Because i have God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;There are three stages in every great work of God: first, it is impossible, then it is difficult, then it is done. So, i won't worry so much. I don't know what i'm feeling. Hais. Life is so complicating, and full of regrets. And you two, are definitely on my top list of regrets. It's so scary.. Your apologies mean nothing anymore. I can't trust you anymore, even if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather learn way harsher lesson through anyone else, then learn that lesson by you two. You two, especially you, left me a scar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Scars are like memories, and tattoos. When you fall, when your heart  breaks, and when your best friend turns her back on you, it leaves a  scar that can hurt every-time you think about it. It’s a memory that is  stuck in your head. It’s in the past, but it comes back and bites. It’s a  tattoo because it’s a memory that hurts, but doesn’t disappear. It  never does. When you see it so vividly, you sometimes regret what led to  the scar that is a memory that leaves an imprint in your life’s  history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gotta let my past go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't keep on getting hurt like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a id="status_star_12182059585900545" class="fav-action non-fav" title="favorite this tweet"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I miss the days when tying my  shoes was the hardest thing to do. Now it's learning how to smile when  everything inside tells me to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-1354435771747632735?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/1354435771747632735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-bye-is-never-painful-unless-youre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1354435771747632735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1354435771747632735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-bye-is-never-painful-unless-youre.html' title='A good-bye is never painful unless you’re never going to say hello again.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5921912572331841831.post-887652395525545064</id><published>2010-12-15T04:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T04:18:43.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes…just be an illusion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 691px; height: 458px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/REyeZ.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 8, 176);font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, if love was just an illusion then.. I don't mind getting tricked one day. I was watching this show and it was the most romantic thing ever! I know i'm too old for fairytales but still, which girl.. Honestly, has never ever looked at one of the most romantic films and go "One day, i don't know when, i want to be just as lucky". Love, is a complicating and beautiful thing. Love builds bridges where there are none. Life without love is like a tree without fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i don't really believe at my age, love is possible. Or at least one that lasts forever, but i do believe there's such thing as love at this age. But for me, i don't want it now. I want it when i am older. Cause the next guy i love, i want it to be forever. I know, sounds so impossible. But sometimes, i'm still a little immature girl who just wants to have a happy ending. And honestly, i believe in not having love now.. But i don't believe in not having love forever. For only love let’s us see normal things In an extraordinary way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-887652395525545064?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/887652395525545064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-can-sometimes-be-magic-but-magic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/887652395525545064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/887652395525545064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-can-sometimes-be-magic-but-magic.html' title='Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes…just be an illusion.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5921912572331841831.post-80411417910621038</id><published>2010-12-14T20:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:28:49.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You only live once, but if you work it right, once is enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 745px; height: 496px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/6U2Fx.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No matter what you do there will be critics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm back! Been only a few days, glad to see most of my readers are still here :&gt; I've made a decision, to go after my dream. To live  the life i always wanted but was so scared to go after because of the fear of getting hurt. Fact is, everyone is going to hurt you, so why not? Afterall, happy are those who dream dreams and are ready to pay the price to make them come true. I'll do whatever i have to, to live my dreams. I'm a stubborn girl, and i'm not willing to look back years later regretting that i didn't take the risk. I guess it is better that when i fail, i fail with a smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for me to frown for the rest of my life, living with that regret. Afterall, happiness is the best face lift. The next few months are gonna be tough, but i know, i just have to do it. I want to live my life, not exist. People can live one hundred years without really living a minute. I don't freaking hell wanna be one of them. The only real failure in life is the failure to try. Defeat is not the worst of failures. Not to have tried is the true failure. Life is what you make it to be. So don't blame anyone for the things that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;didn't happen cause you were too afraid of falling and failing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Life is simple, you make a choice and don’t look back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;-But when you do, make sure it screams everything but regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;There will be a moment in your life where you’ll just want to give up  but you must push yourself to continue its those moments that make us  stronger and make that next moment just a little easier. never give up  on yourself and others will never give up on you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-80411417910621038?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/80411417910621038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-only-live-once-but-if-you-work-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/80411417910621038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/80411417910621038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-only-live-once-but-if-you-work-it.html' title='You only live once, but if you work it right, once is enough.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5921912572331841831.post-852350186082782168</id><published>2010-12-10T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T21:17:32.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing can reveal all the mystery that music conceals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/GaG6v.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are short-cuts to happiness, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dancing is one of them&lt;/span&gt;. Not only that, so is accepting Christ. And what makes it so wonderful is that, the first happens everytime you do it, anytime, anywhere. And the second, is the key to happiness.. For your whole life. Powerful isn't it? (: You have everything to gain, and nothing to lose! Anyway, i tell you man, taking public transport sucks ttm at times okay. Especially for girls. I mean, everyone has had that awkward moment whr thr's this weird looking old guy who keeps looking at you and you feel like digging his eyeballs out right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/ulP4C.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn ewwww lah, please lorh. And even worse! Those perverts who take advantage of you by rubbing their "thing" against you on a packed bus/mrt, please lorh. I feel like telling those uncles "Are you seriously that pathetic you have to do this? Get a prositute if you want pleasure!" Damn erxin ttm can? Haiyer. Anyway, today was a complicating day. Many things happen :x but yeah, i'm not gonna post that. Okay, i know i said i was going to start camwhoring but.. I forgot. So, hahahaha. Photobucket pics once again. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/7FePW.jpg" alt="" title="Hosted by imgur.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm really very bored now, sad. I'm confused with smth, ahhhhhhh. Can't stop thinking about! HAIS. P/s: I'm fine luh :/ I always daydream about stuff that probably is never ever going to happen, but yet.. One small part of me knows it will. And when it does, i realised it isn't such a fairytale like how i'd imagined it to be. Hais, i'm screwed. &lt;/span&gt;I don't get myself, so many mistakes i've made before.. and i know it is so damn wrong, but i still do it cause it feels right. Hais.. One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So prove it to me you know what love is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"I do not try to dance better than anyone else, i only try to dance better than myself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-852350186082782168?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/852350186082782168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/dancing-can-reveal-all-mystery-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/852350186082782168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/852350186082782168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/dancing-can-reveal-all-mystery-that.html' title='Dancing can reveal all the mystery that music conceals.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5921912572331841831.post-1185469930539905068</id><published>2010-12-08T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T21:52:37.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturity is not about speaking or doing the big things, it's actually about understanding the small things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TP-Nmv0g5FI/AAAAAAAABiQ/W6GDZltn3h4/s1600/hog027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TP-Nmv0g5FI/AAAAAAAABiQ/W6GDZltn3h4/s400/hog027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548308962755011666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just because they look good, doesn't mean they act good. Be friends with everyone, but only trust your best.  Who you attract depends on how you act, so you can't blame anyone for anything. Life's tough nowadays, and i haven't been acting the best. But today's CG really woke me up! Many things have been happening &amp;amp; it hadn't been easy, but thanks to Jianming, i feel a peace i've not felt for a long time. You know that feeling when everytime you go, or maybe just hear that place that you love so much, you have that peace&amp;amp;warmth. That's what HOGC is to me, &amp;amp; i can't live without it! Anyway, sorry ytd i didn't blog cause i was kinda busy :x anyway! I'm gonna watch Got To Dance alr, shall post again tmrw. Byebye loves :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apologise for the things you did wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-1185469930539905068?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/1185469930539905068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/maturity-is-not-about-speaking-or-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1185469930539905068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1185469930539905068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/maturity-is-not-about-speaking-or-doing.html' title='Maturity is not about speaking or doing the big things, it&apos;s actually about understanding the small things.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TP-Nmv0g5FI/AAAAAAAABiQ/W6GDZltn3h4/s72-c/hog027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-5511081037758109165</id><published>2010-12-07T01:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T02:30:02.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TP0qyKqBwuI/AAAAAAAABiI/shXcmkfdmfk/s1600/silhouette20dancing20people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TP0qyKqBwuI/AAAAAAAABiI/shXcmkfdmfk/s400/silhouette20dancing20people.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547637357332775650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Dance is a delicate balance between perfection and beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's midnight now &amp;amp; the reason i'm posting at this time is firstly, my damn connection failed on me and i manged to get it working by plugging in this thingy, and actually i planning to off comp liao since got dance tmw but seeing that i need to get more readers.. I'm blogging! And i tell you ah, the thingy sibeih mafan. Cause i need to move my lappy to the living room, and plug this long ugly yellow wire to my super chio hotpink lappy and the mio box. Which makes it so irritating since i can't put friends on loud speaker anymore &amp;amp; well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TP0qxIABiPI/AAAAAAAABh4/lnhqNDfobZs/s1600/streetdance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TP0qxIABiPI/AAAAAAAABh4/lnhqNDfobZs/s400/streetdance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547637339439859954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I need to move my lappy out when i'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;m using &amp;amp; put back into my room when i am now. SAD. And wanna blackshot hen hard siah! So wo keep kenna own.. Actually cause i suck but still, i wanna blame on the thingy(: I changed my blogsong to chinese, slow songs. Figured having The Veronicas' music suddenly blasting can be shocking to many people, :x You know horh, i hen hen long nvr camwhore liao siah! Miracle right, hahahaha. Shall do so soon bah, gonna bomb my blog with my pics! Hahahaha. For now, sorry horh :x Bear with photobucket photos. Hehehehe. Anyway, i use to be a really horrible person, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TP0qxkcz0xI/AAAAAAAABiA/7XSNGsPbEqI/s1600/su2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TP0qxkcz0xI/AAAAAAAABiA/7XSNGsPbEqI/s400/su2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547637347076789010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And i kinda misunderstood this person, and yeah.. Both of us were ass but still, i need to apologise to him! Can't seem to find him though. Oh well, i believe one day, i will. Hope it comes soon. You know, life isn't perfect. So, live it to the fullest, don't exist. Apologise when you're wrong, and even when you aren't, saying sorry sometimes doesn't mean that you're wrong. It just shows you value the relationship more than your own ego. Laugh when you're happy, smile when you're sad. Cause life's too short to have regrets. I've had many regrets, none of which i am proud to say. But at least i'm changing.. And yeah, i'm forever imperfect. SO WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imperfection is the biggest perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I see dance being used as communication between body and soul, to express what it too deep to find for words&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; To watch us dance is to hear our hearts speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-5511081037758109165?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/5511081037758109165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/anyone-who-says-sunshine-brings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5511081037758109165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5511081037758109165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/anyone-who-says-sunshine-brings.html' title='Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TP0qyKqBwuI/AAAAAAAABiI/shXcmkfdmfk/s72-c/silhouette20dancing20people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-6339785869033801349</id><published>2010-12-05T22:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:26:11.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with the feet is one thing, but dancing with the heart is another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPue-KHHniI/AAAAAAAABho/icWNA_dy5AY/s1600/dance.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPue-KHHniI/AAAAAAAABho/icWNA_dy5AY/s400/dance.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547202156740189730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dance is the hidden language of the soul ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of which you know how to express, some of which you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-6339785869033801349?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/6339785869033801349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/dancing-with-feet-is-one-thing-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6339785869033801349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6339785869033801349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/dancing-with-feet-is-one-thing-but.html' title='Dancing with the feet is one thing, but dancing with the heart is another.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPue-KHHniI/AAAAAAAABho/icWNA_dy5AY/s72-c/dance.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-1887076142445325617</id><published>2010-12-04T21:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T22:21:30.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a bit of insanity in dancing that does everybody a great deal of good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPpMj1_tbCI/AAAAAAAABhg/GQC2NuaITLU/s1600/img_1356_dance%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPpMj1_tbCI/AAAAAAAABhg/GQC2NuaITLU/s400/img_1356_dance%255B1%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546830069733616674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="status-body" &gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Dance is a song of the body.  Either of joy or pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello people :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's a sad sad day, a very sad one. As to why so, cause i  didn't go to church ): Long story behind it, smth i do not want to post on worldwide Internet :x Anyway, finally done with almost all of the dance thing! Except for one last one.. Shall do it on monday. And i just remembered i've smth called holiday assignment. Please tell me i'm not the only idiot who has not touched it yet (and probably lost it alr).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. Anyway, rewatched Matthew Koon like.. Five hundred over times today.. I'll nvr get bored. His dancing brings me so much emotion (in a very very good way). Looking at him dance reminds me back to the very first time i fell in love with dancing. Feeling is just simply amazing. My stamina's very bad, so i'm gonna head Mr. Gerard's advice &amp;amp; start to work on my stamina, gonna dance dance dance everyday! Hahaha. Okay, till here for now. My head is totally killing me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dancing is like dreaming with your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Dancing is the loftiest, the most moving, the most beautiful of the arts, because it is not mere translation or abstraction from life; it is life itself.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-1887076142445325617?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/1887076142445325617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/there-is-bit-of-insanity-in-dancing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1887076142445325617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1887076142445325617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/there-is-bit-of-insanity-in-dancing.html' title='There is a bit of insanity in dancing that does everybody a great deal of good.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPpMj1_tbCI/AAAAAAAABhg/GQC2NuaITLU/s72-c/img_1356_dance%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4457575389856622325</id><published>2010-12-03T17:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T23:42:33.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect is boring, human is beautiful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPkPBBwgpQI/AAAAAAAABhQ/IXaV7rQLOWk/s1600/167886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPkPBBwgpQI/AAAAAAAABhQ/IXaV7rQLOWk/s400/167886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546480926409663746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="status-body" &gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I hate those moments, right before you go to sleep when you are forced to think about everything you tried so hard to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey readers :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The header is so freaking true, no one is perfect. Even being perfect, is imperfect. I'm attracted to imperfection, cause the more flaws it has.. The more beautiful it becomes. It's an art that not many people see. When I was young, i yearned for perfection, now, all i want is to be imperfect. I slept at 4am ytd (actually today), i was up reading My Sister's Keeper. Gonna watch the show once the buffering is done. I'd dare say, best book i've ever read so far. It's ending, made me cry. Seriously, you will regret if you don't read this book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; the only way you won't be able to feel the story is if you were.. Well, i guess, heartless or retarded ttm and understood none of the storyline. But the second one is more likely since i can't picture anyone asshole enough not to feel touched by the story. Reading the end of the story, brought me to think.. Where am i in life. What the hell am i doing with my life? It's all bullshit, ain't it? So, i decided to stop. Well.. I'll live my life, but normally. Enough with the secrets, &amp;amp; all those things i'd probably never have the guts to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reading this book, i've learnt many things.. Actually, it was all recapping the memories of what my life used to be like. Thinking that i HAD to be perfect. That when you were born unwanted, you better be good, cause when the reason you are here on the earth, living, is gone, you will be too. People might not understand, but i do. A story i left unspoken, one i'd swear i'd never say. My life was hell until i met Him. And right now, honestly, my life has all the cons, but i have one pro that owns everytime, I've God. He gave me meaning to a life i never really had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;He came to save me, from myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Love was just like a rumour to me; Everyone talked about it but I never really knew, they said it made a person everything they could be, I ponder and wonder; could that possibly be true?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4457575389856622325?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4457575389856622325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/perfect-is-boring-human-is-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4457575389856622325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4457575389856622325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/perfect-is-boring-human-is-beautiful.html' title='Perfect is boring, human is beautiful.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPkPBBwgpQI/AAAAAAAABhQ/IXaV7rQLOWk/s72-c/167886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-1040196870059737749</id><published>2010-12-03T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T01:10:41.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go for the happy ending , cause life doesn't have sequels.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPfS-1HyfuI/AAAAAAAABhA/_j6TQdG1JmM/s1600/32194_1407554843130_1660226457_940888_8042127_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPfS-1HyfuI/AAAAAAAABhA/_j6TQdG1JmM/s400/32194_1407554843130_1660226457_940888_8042127_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546133442983526114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's midnight &amp;amp; i really should be sleeping now, but i'm just not tired. Idk why actually, i woke up so bloody early this morning ._. I'm practically just otp, text, msn &amp;amp; fb chat now. I alr bs for like.. 2hours today, teevee nothing nice is on ( plus my parents outside watching some 1960s movie ) &amp;amp; i've nothing else to do. I discovered my new inspiration to dancing today! Matthew Koon, looking at him dance touches my heart &amp;amp; makes me cry. AND, he reminded me why dance was my life. Been so long since i last saw a dancer like him, woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, he didn't win Got To Dance ( i don't understand why ), but oh well. He rocks ttm still. You know, i've been looking through ALOT of my bestieh's profile, some from my past. One thing i've realised; things are never the same you left them to be. Everyone's changed, including me. To some people, i've grown to be better. To some people, worst. To those who knew the real me, know who i am today is a big diff. Memories still haunt me, but i'll get through. Life doesn't stop for anybody. I'm gonna webcam with friend lerh so i'll post again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loveyou bitches&amp;amp;bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;"Dance- an art form. The body- an instrument. Learn to play the instrument and master the art form." -Debbie Dee&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-1040196870059737749?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/1040196870059737749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/go-for-happy-ending-cause-life-doesnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1040196870059737749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1040196870059737749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/12/go-for-happy-ending-cause-life-doesnt.html' title='Go for the happy ending , cause life doesn&apos;t have sequels.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPfS-1HyfuI/AAAAAAAABhA/_j6TQdG1JmM/s72-c/32194_1407554843130_1660226457_940888_8042127_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-3363298873596354774</id><published>2010-11-29T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:14:36.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd rather regret the things i said then those i left unsaid anytime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPO1DQVykGI/AAAAAAAABg4/56C_3yhx9es/s1600/opera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPO1DQVykGI/AAAAAAAABg4/56C_3yhx9es/s400/opera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544974633753808994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You                   see yourself in the pouring rain, no one to pull you out of the storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello my beloved assholes :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm feeling like such a total bitch now, awesomezxc. Don't ask why(: Heee. I wonder, have you ever stared in the mirror &amp;amp; wished, for a moment, you could be someone else? And when it happens, even just for a second.. Even the pain is beautiful? I did. This world is so damn sadistic &amp;amp; hard at times huh? I'm surprised i'm still living, but i know. There's a perfectly good reason why, Him &amp;amp; only Him. i'm the luckiest &amp;amp; yet the unluckiest person in this world(: I've awesome&amp;amp;perfect friends, &amp;amp; yet i have the worst of the worst too. I'm loved by bastards, yet hated by bitches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I fake a smile everyday, yet all my laughter are true. I've friends who understand me, even when i don't.. Or at least i don't want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Real friends are not those who make you feel happy, but those who make you feel comfortable. They said this to me "BITCH, take off that mask now. We know you, this ain't you. We're here, they're gone, it's over." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ohmygosh, FML. It rocks. We're all capable of making ourselves happy, but happiness is somewhat different when someone else does it for us... it's sweeter. I tried to tear away, i tried to run. I knew it was suicide, but i still did it. Outcome; I killed myself all over again &amp;amp; yet, i still can't do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh well, that's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Now what I see reflection there, an injured, bloodied mass. Step away, no need to view; Reflection now is shattered, for the view, I used to see; Now, no longer mattered. The person seen, I knew as me, was changed by a misjudgment, and now the ones, who threw the stones, have marred what I now see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-3363298873596354774?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/3363298873596354774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/11/id-rather-regret-things-i-said-then.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3363298873596354774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3363298873596354774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/11/id-rather-regret-things-i-said-then.html' title='I&apos;d rather regret the things i said then those i left unsaid anytime.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPO1DQVykGI/AAAAAAAABg4/56C_3yhx9es/s72-c/opera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-2795947670556099904</id><published>2010-11-28T21:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:12:10.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't see how we're connected; which makes seperation all that much more difficult.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPJdMi7otMI/AAAAAAAABgo/jn1Ss2VuAd4/s1600/P1080530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPJdMi7otMI/AAAAAAAABgo/jn1Ss2VuAd4/s400/P1080530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544596561363252418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello stalkers :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to know all my stalkers are back, posting that you are back to blogging on fb is a good way to advertise your blog(: Hahahaha. Talking bout that, p/s: Click on my nuffnang ads tyvm. Been reading 'My Sister's Keeper' since morning till like, evening since i was stucked outside and was dying of boredom. Awesome book ttm. Not done yet but soon, they are at court alr, *suspense*. Mehmeh, sound like some nerd talking bout book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today go that wedding dinner, sibeih boring can? Sit thr, look arnd, stare stare, go home. Currently blackshotting with friend, minimized cause he need go do idk what ._. Next week should be awesome, got 3day chalet, hehehehe. Sadded that i can't stay overnight but as long as i reach home by midnight, no prob. I like, some gu niang today can. Wear dress, then the hair like dk what. Eeyer ttm. Okay, i now go back to BS lerh, shall post again soon. Tonight or tmrw, see how. And will actually post about smth, not bullshit :&gt; Okay, zaijian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loveyou'll darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Tahoma,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I                   died a death but stayed alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, in phantom's likeness I survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Alive, yet dead, I walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;; In rooms with walls as cold as stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-2795947670556099904?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/2795947670556099904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-cant-see-how-were-connected-which.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2795947670556099904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2795947670556099904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-cant-see-how-were-connected-which.html' title='You can&apos;t see how we&apos;re connected; which makes seperation all that much more difficult.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPJdMi7otMI/AAAAAAAABgo/jn1Ss2VuAd4/s72-c/P1080530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-8909137435176821031</id><published>2010-11-22T18:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T00:17:13.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don’t count every hour in the day, make every hour in the day count.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPEp6f5YqlI/AAAAAAAABgY/tRMoJsh7Xvg/s1600/P1080533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPEp6f5YqlI/AAAAAAAABgY/tRMoJsh7Xvg/s400/P1080533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544258701241133650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hehehehe, if you're wondering what's up with the makeup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;IDK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I found it in my random stacks of photos. 100% not edited yet cause imma too lazy to :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harlow whatever readers i have left :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it has been damn long since i last blogged, duibuqi lah. People also got life mah. Hahaha, fine, so it was a total cheat that i said i'd be back to blogging but stopped for sucha long time. But now, it's the holidays and although i'm still going out everyday &amp;amp; the usual drama is still on, i think i'll blog at least once a week. Minimum. I've had 2 performances last last week. Tired ttm. Just moved house, HAHAHA. Love the new room. I shall post bout those in another post, lazy to upload photos currently :X Anyway, OFFICIALLY back to blogging. So please continue stalking me, tyvm. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do rmbr to click on my nuffnang ads too. I am forced to go to a malay wedding tmrw of my father's friend's daughter. Yes, completely irrelevant to me. I'm gonna wear a dress tmrw, kenna forced derh. Suppose to meet my dear friends but can't ): Sadded. I miss my ESTAACY ttm, been meeting up often with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paradorezclique. FB says it is my beloved Superman's bday today, WTH. NOT IN OUR MEMORY BEHYONGJIE. Hahahaha :&gt; Hope nvr rmbr wrongly bah. Been real busy with packing and unpacking house. I shall post again tmrw or monday bout the wedding and slowly post bout the performances &amp;amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loveyou'll darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-8909137435176821031?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/8909137435176821031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/11/dont-count-every-hour-in-day-make-every.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/8909137435176821031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/8909137435176821031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/11/dont-count-every-hour-in-day-make-every.html' title='Don’t count every hour in the day, make every hour in the day count.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TPEp6f5YqlI/AAAAAAAABgY/tRMoJsh7Xvg/s72-c/P1080533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-3923190520924196611</id><published>2010-10-18T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:53:15.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's reign over life last eternal; Open to spare and willing to sacrifice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLxDJjId3jI/AAAAAAAABgQ/BmaviLENLE0/s1600/august-bradley2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLxDJjId3jI/AAAAAAAABgQ/BmaviLENLE0/s400/august-bradley2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529368273832762930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think i'll stop posting till the weekends. Alot of things happening &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Hais.. Byebyebye, MIA till fri or smth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-3923190520924196611?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/3923190520924196611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/loves-reign-over-life-last-eternal-open.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3923190520924196611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3923190520924196611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/loves-reign-over-life-last-eternal-open.html' title='Love&apos;s reign over life last eternal; Open to spare and willing to sacrifice.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLxDJjId3jI/AAAAAAAABgQ/BmaviLENLE0/s72-c/august-bradley2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-214754993836268743</id><published>2010-10-17T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T21:43:58.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You talk it, i live it. You're jealous, admit it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLr89F2_1PI/AAAAAAAABgI/f7FGydNagLY/s1600/august-bradley7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLr89F2_1PI/AAAAAAAABgI/f7FGydNagLY/s400/august-bradley7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529009619025777906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The reason i don't talk to you anymore is because i keep telling myself that..&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted to speak to me; You would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today wasn't much of a good day. Morning started out bad, had alot of bullshit things happening in the morning. Then after that some crap happened, went out to meet Elena. We lepak the whole day jiu go home alr. Nothing much bah today, i'm so tired. I'm feeling damn shag now anyway, maybe i'll just end the post here yet. Gotta release some stress and right now, my mind's in a daze. I also don't know how to carry on living like this. Oh well, that's life for me. Byebye, &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm looking at the art, i had just made. A simple red heart, that's all I can make. I study the picture, something is wrong. How can a heart, represent something so strong? Love is so big . This heart is so small. I start to feel like, I know nothing at all.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-214754993836268743?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/214754993836268743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-talk-it-i-live-it-youre-jealous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/214754993836268743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/214754993836268743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-talk-it-i-live-it-youre-jealous.html' title='You talk it, i live it. You&apos;re jealous, admit it.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLr89F2_1PI/AAAAAAAABgI/f7FGydNagLY/s72-c/august-bradley7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-7353901094914706225</id><published>2010-10-16T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T00:24:20.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一个伤复原要多久，一道疤痕会多久?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLnQXpRCNpI/AAAAAAAABgA/k7MML3PrAVQ/s1600/nicola-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLnQXpRCNpI/AAAAAAAABgA/k7MML3PrAVQ/s400/nicola-blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528679122206865042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Relationships  aren't meant to be perfect because nothing ever is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm having a major headache now :X Awe, sucks ttm. I'm going to sleep asap manzxc. Probably after this post &amp;amp; few rounds of S.A. then go to sleep bah. Hahahahaha. Ytd night tonned the whole night with friends, so tireeeeed! And today's service was 3hours. AWESOMEZXC TTM. Somehow, i wished it didn't end. I was tired but it was just so powerful lah! Nothing much to blog bout today, not really in the mood anyway. So many bullshit has been happening, i'm lazy to deal with it all you know? Many people are seriously pissing me off, hais. SUA. Till here for now, byeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;任何时候和你在一起，你都让我觉得如此开心 . 给我的感觉如些特别 , 这份爱如此美好，它真的存在吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-7353901094914706225?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/7353901094914706225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7353901094914706225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7353901094914706225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_16.html' title='一个伤复原要多久，一道疤痕会多久?'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLnQXpRCNpI/AAAAAAAABgA/k7MML3PrAVQ/s72-c/nicola-blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-6460546719148517110</id><published>2010-10-15T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T22:59:53.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'A fool in love' makes no sense to me. I only think you are a fool if you do not love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLhqNf3NdvI/AAAAAAAABf4/4xlEfAjk9fA/s1600/1472944832_4b44364c3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLhqNf3NdvI/AAAAAAAABf4/4xlEfAjk9fA/s400/1472944832_4b44364c3c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528285322721195762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Goodbye without reasons is the most painful one. Love without reasons is the most beautiful one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was another usual day bah. I ytd otp with friends till quite late, then i today morning sleep till shiok shiok Benedict called me up (idk his idea or not lah) then ask if want meet ltr &gt;: It was 8am in the morning, then him &amp;amp; his friends whole day keep disturb me :X No, i didn't meet them. I wanted to sleep! Hahahaha, pig, i know :&gt; Then i fell back alseep at bout 10am cause i was seriously damn effing tired? Then i couldn't wake up on time to meet Sammi, sorry babe :X She at my house door i still sleeping. Then wake up, washed up etcetc we go out. Lunched, then movie, then walk arnd peih her buy things etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she went home, was planning to too but in the end Leon ask if can meet for a while, jiu meet him for a while jiu bused back home. Then reached home, bathed etc, comp-ed for a while.. Otp with friends, msn, fb etc. Jiu go downstairs meet Brendan for a while, he pass me smth, then i jiu go back up. Hmm, gonna go and meet friends go out lepak soon (: Tonning the whole night tonight, awesomezxc. Idk whr we are going yet .__. Hope we decided asap, hahahahaha. Okayokay, till here for now! Shall go get ready, byeeeeeee! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In your eyes ; I'm a slut because sometimes i wear shorts &amp;amp; a tank top. I'm a bitch because i don't let you push me around. I'm a liar cause i won't tell you everything bout me. I'm stupid because at times i make mistake. I'm ugly because my face isn't perfect. I'm a whore because i like boys. I'm annoying because i'm not relaxed enough. I'm a loser because i'm not interested in being friends with your group. I'm fake because most of the time i'm happy despite the tragedies. I'm weird because i'm not like you. I'm controlling because i get mad. I'm clingy and friendless because i want to be a friend thr for you. I'm greedy because i like to be satisfied. I'm naive because i am younger than you. I'm conceited because i am proud of who i am. I'm rude because my manners &lt;span xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; perfect. I'm unappreciative because i don't praise you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-6460546719148517110?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/6460546719148517110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/fool-in-love-makes-no-sense-to-me-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6460546719148517110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6460546719148517110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/fool-in-love-makes-no-sense-to-me-i.html' title='&apos;A fool in love&apos; makes no sense to me. I only think you are a fool if you do not love.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLhqNf3NdvI/AAAAAAAABf4/4xlEfAjk9fA/s72-c/1472944832_4b44364c3c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-7244341123702314425</id><published>2010-10-14T19:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:50:39.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That look in your eyes tells me a story, but your actions tell me another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLb1aAH7oNI/AAAAAAAABfw/3XDJlUCa3Zo/s1600/august-bradley5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLb1aAH7oNI/AAAAAAAABfw/3XDJlUCa3Zo/s400/august-bradley5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527875419702534354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I create new memories to try to replace the old, but we both know it's of no use; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who could ever replace you? You were a piece of my heart &amp;amp; now you're gone.. So is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back from a long long day. It was quite a suckish day at the start but once again, thanks to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paradorezclique, my day ended off well :&gt; Hahahaha. Today was Home Ec, quite sianzxc. But the happy thing is that EOY is finally over! Woots! (: Finally. Gonna play and go siao before i get my results back. Today after sch went out with Vicky to movies etc, had fun though got some prob for other crap. Hais, then when leaving her &amp;amp; Ryan to find the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paradorezclique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; got damn sianzxc derh mood &gt;: But luckily, after lepak-ing, then lan gaming, then doing some other crazy stuff which i do not want to mention, my mood went high high high! LOL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back at 6pm going 7pm like that, imma good girl eyh. After exam still so early go home. Tmrw movie again with Sammi. Then at night maybe will be tonning the night with the clique! So long nvr ton with them lerh, so i can't wait eyh. Currently watching Vanity Lair. Thr's nothing much to do now, i'm tireeeed &amp;amp; i wanna sleep truckloads. But for some reason, got so many things somewhat to do then so bu she de. Tmrw no sch, shiok! Means can sleep till like some pig :&gt; Ytd otp &amp;amp; webcam with Junjie till like, 12am or smth then call up Deon so today quite shag. Ahhhhh, okayokay. Off to.. Hmm, do smth that i shall not say (: Byeeeeeeeeee darlings!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm sorry if i wasn't the girl you wanted me to be, but this is who i am. We were of different worlds, though the memories proved that opposites attract. You left me alone, here, crying. You left my side when i needed you the most without a proper goodbye. Although i've said I hate you now, though I've shout and cursed you out.. Truth be told; I miss you. What do I do when smothering black of night engulfs me ... coldly dark, so dark I tingle with sudden fear. No arms do I need but your arms, &amp;amp; you are not here. But right now, it's time to move on, though the memories still ring in my ears like a beautiful beautiful haunting melody.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-7244341123702314425?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/7244341123702314425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/that-look-in-your-eyes-tells-me-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7244341123702314425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7244341123702314425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/that-look-in-your-eyes-tells-me-story.html' title='That look in your eyes tells me a story, but your actions tell me another.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLb1aAH7oNI/AAAAAAAABfw/3XDJlUCa3Zo/s72-c/august-bradley5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-5862542670616770654</id><published>2010-10-13T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T19:30:40.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the capacity to take much more then i believe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLWXTtMuozI/AAAAAAAABfo/VM3YnMsGkJI/s1600/august-bradley-700x445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLWXTtMuozI/AAAAAAAABfo/VM3YnMsGkJI/s400/august-bradley-700x445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527490482473444146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="cloud"  &gt;Did I throw it away? Was it you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Did you tell me you would never leave me this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was just another usual day bah, except i didn't meet the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paradorezclique today &gt;: Maths Paper 1 sucked, i didn't do two questions siah! Sianzxc ttm. After that went to lan with Ervins, Ryan, ZJ &amp;amp; Vicky and smth damn paiseh happened, but i shall not say what. Played CS for bout half an hour then switch to L4D2, damn funnn siah! Hahahaha. Benedict said i was violent cause i played S.A. ytd, LOLOLOL (: Had fun, after play finish i went damn high! Like some siao zharbor, tsktsk. Then bought lunch, go my house downstairs lepak. Suppose to be studying but in the end just fool arnd. Heart-heart with Vicky for a while, really felt alot better. Thanks love :&gt; I kept laughing when we were eating, idk why also. Cause i'm a little sotdot maybe? Wheeeeeeeeeeee, tmrw last day of exam then can go siao alr! Okay, till here for now! Byebyebyebyebye ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Relationships   do not need promises, terms and conditions. It just needs two   wonderful people; One who can trust and one who can understand.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-5862542670616770654?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/5862542670616770654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-have-capacity-to-take-much-more-then.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5862542670616770654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5862542670616770654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-have-capacity-to-take-much-more-then.html' title='I have the capacity to take much more then i believe.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLWXTtMuozI/AAAAAAAABfo/VM3YnMsGkJI/s72-c/august-bradley-700x445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4419557750751755731</id><published>2010-10-12T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:46:22.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling out of a perfect dream, coming out of the blue...is it true, is it over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLRltffwijI/AAAAAAAABfg/Dm46bgugeZ0/s1600/bruno_dayan_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLRltffwijI/AAAAAAAABfg/Dm46bgugeZ0/s400/bruno_dayan_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527154474913663538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is there anyone that's able to melt my rusted and frozen heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Currently S.A.-ing though it's exam period :X Not a smart idea, i know i know. Hahaha, but alot of things have been happening and another just bombed up so like.. i need to destress! Today was maths paper 2, didn't manage to finish. Last damn question and the teacher just had to end it &gt;: Hope tmrw's would be better bah.. If not, byebye temasek T__T anway, tmrw's wednesday. Suppose to meet friends tmrw in the morning, ahh.. Sianzxc. Need wake up damn early siah! Worth it i guess. Oh shit, mother just went to sleep and i just realised i forgot to ask her! Damn it, cham liao.. How ah .__. nvrm, i'll find a way :x Sorry if tmrw late hor guys. Okayokay, shall blog till here for now. The guys are spamming my hp asking me to go back to S.A., byeeee!  &lt;blockquote&gt;Now here it comes, the hardest part of all, unchain my heart that's holding on. How do I start to live my life alone? Guess I'm just learning, learning the art of letting go. Tried to say it's over, say the word good bye, but each time it catches in my throat. You're still here in me and I can't set you free, so I hold on to what I wanted most and maybe someday, we'll be friends forevermore. And that would be the moment, I wish I could open up that door.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4419557750751755731?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4419557750751755731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/falling-out-of-perfect-dream-coming-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4419557750751755731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4419557750751755731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/falling-out-of-perfect-dream-coming-out.html' title='Falling out of a perfect dream, coming out of the blue...is it true, is it over?'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLRltffwijI/AAAAAAAABfg/Dm46bgugeZ0/s72-c/bruno_dayan_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-3445055762277613829</id><published>2010-10-11T17:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:56:33.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我想问路; 如果要走到你心里, 该怎么走?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLLd40Vl7ZI/AAAAAAAABfY/FX9t4jGaFMw/s1600/35iy8om.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLLd40Vl7ZI/AAAAAAAABfY/FX9t4jGaFMw/s400/35iy8om.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526723660928642450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You say you really know me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; that You're not afraid to show me, what is in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timothy just left, he's going back tmrw &gt;: I'm so sad siah! Gonna miss him tons. I just realised recently that i have not been watching cartoons anymore, been about two months? LOL. I'm either old, matured or just have lost interest for no apparent reason. I'm not trying to say cartoons are childish though :X Hahahaha, i just got an Elle magazine. I love the clothes inside manzxc, effing cool (: Thanks Jun Yong for sponsor horh! I've awesome friends yeah? So boreeeeed now, i want some entertainment! Hahahahaha (: I'm hungry now, hmm. What should i eat? Idk ._. Okay, till here for now. Just a random short post for no reason! Byebyebye (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;在爱的途中, 是很甜美. 分手后, 是多么的痛苦. 没有你的世界就不会有我. 黑色的思念, 带满你的笑容.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-3445055762277613829?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/3445055762277613829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3445055762277613829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3445055762277613829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='我想问路; 如果要走到你心里, 该怎么走?'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLLd40Vl7ZI/AAAAAAAABfY/FX9t4jGaFMw/s72-c/35iy8om.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4017760389495373584</id><published>2010-10-11T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T17:23:47.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never make permanent desicions based on temporary feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLLCe39daGI/AAAAAAAABfQ/S93kCeelpU8/s1600/new_orleans-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLLCe39daGI/AAAAAAAABfQ/S93kCeelpU8/s400/new_orleans-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526693528410613858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Love is a haunting melody that I have never mastered &amp;amp; I fear I never will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello :&gt; I'm back from school so damn early lah, i'm such a good good girl huh (: Okay, actually is i lepak with friends then my mother ask me go home now if not she take away my new laptop then i go home derh but still.. I'm home aren't i? Today had literature paper, after that "studied" and lunch-ed with Ryan, Vicky &amp;amp; ZJ, then bus-ed to Cyril's house to meet the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paradorezclique, then we fooling arnd halfway the mother come home. Then chase us out so we lepak downstairs block for bout 2hours? Then i jiu be good girl go home alr (: Boring day huh? I still have tuition ltr, sianzxc. Rihanna, Adamn Lambert &amp;amp; Ke$ha rocks, love their songs. LOL. Okayokay, till here for now. Thr's nothing to post &amp;amp; Timothy is coming over alr (I miss him ttm siah! Never meet for so long thanks to that stupid place that steal him from me). Byeeeeeee! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;Put away the pictures, put away the   memories. I put over and over through my tears. I've held them till I'm   blind, they kept my hope alive though they burnt my eyes, as if somehow they would keep the beautiful memories here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4017760389495373584?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4017760389495373584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/never-make-permanent-desicions-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4017760389495373584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4017760389495373584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/never-make-permanent-desicions-on.html' title='Never make permanent desicions based on temporary feelings.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLLCe39daGI/AAAAAAAABfQ/S93kCeelpU8/s72-c/new_orleans-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-2960487693155809360</id><published>2010-10-10T12:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T12:54:10.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the strongest people have their weakest moment in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLFDeS4ab3I/AAAAAAAABfI/rz9t9LZ5wzI/s1600/steven_meisel_lights-high-fashion-600x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLFDeS4ab3I/AAAAAAAABfI/rz9t9LZ5wzI/s400/steven_meisel_lights-high-fashion-600x400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526272405503897458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" class="cloud"  &gt;So tell me about the rumours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Are they only rumours, are they only lies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Babeyhs :&gt; I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;backk&lt;/span&gt;, third day in a row to post! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; (: Be happy.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tmrw&lt;/span&gt; is school so that means exams that means no more comp till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;.. Most probably :X &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. I'm so darn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tireeeeed&lt;/span&gt; now! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ytd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tonned&lt;/span&gt; the night with my dearest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Paradorezclique&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. they said it was 101010 so we had to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;smth&lt;/span&gt; together! And since today my time is given to church &amp;amp; Christ, decided to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;peih&lt;/span&gt; them while i could. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Camwhored&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ytd&lt;/span&gt; but shall post it some other time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; lazy to upload (: Can't wait for service today! Sadly had to miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;fp&lt;/span&gt; due to the fact my mother forced me to pack my cardboard things into the boxes ): Finally completed now though! About a month ago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been falling in love with the fashion and modelling thingies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt; why also, but i think very cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;siah&lt;/span&gt;, the way models.. Model (: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. But i heard it is hard for a dancer to be a model, due to the fact dancers always control movement. Never knew that! I always thought dancers made the best models as they know their body and how to work it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. You know, been thinking so much about life and all the depressing and happy moments. I'm going to be sec2 soon, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;EOYs&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt; here, a year in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;TMS&lt;/span&gt; is gonna end &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt;. Like, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;woah&lt;/span&gt;. So many drama and stuff in the past 10months, and now.. The year is going to end! It wasn't the best memories, but they were definitely really awesome (: Okay, till here for now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;byeeee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I've done what i should in all beautiful moments in my life which               contains of all sweet and bitter memories. I've forgave and forget. I was once lost, unsure of who i was.. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; found and i won't let my past manipulate me. It keeps coming back no matter how much i try to run, but now it's time for me to start fighting against it with my last bit of sanity. After all, those who have no fear of death are the ones who lived their lives deeply, and i definitely have.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-2960487693155809360?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/2960487693155809360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/even-strongest-people-have-their.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2960487693155809360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2960487693155809360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/even-strongest-people-have-their.html' title='Even the strongest people have their weakest moment in life.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLFDeS4ab3I/AAAAAAAABfI/rz9t9LZ5wzI/s72-c/steven_meisel_lights-high-fashion-600x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-7973774229044483325</id><published>2010-10-09T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T23:42:31.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody has their different ways of handling life situations, i face mine with sanity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLCL24yOgBI/AAAAAAAABfA/m3X4GrQ_M5Y/s1600/RaisinGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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Back here to post again! Woots (: I think cause it is the weekend so i'm more free to blog, byebye blog for the next four days i guess ): Exams ending this thursday, shiok ah! Finally freedom, LOL. I'm so free this week that i completed 20hours of studying rule despite still going out with my friends! Hahaha, so pro. Today was a fine day bah, bonded tons with Zhi Sheng, was suppose to peih him study.. He studied bout 3 &amp;amp; 1/2 hours while i was texting, revising and reading 'Lipstick Jungle', LOL. Tmrw is 101010! What a cool date huh? (: if any couple gets together, last long ttm! I didn't go church today cause mother wanted me to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though due to exams we could only go for one service.. I was allowed to go for both but in the end.. I'm only going for tmrw. Feel so empty without service! :X Mehh. Recently life has been the same bah, after school go out study and fool around a bit with Ryan, Zhao Jie &amp;amp; Vicky and at night sometimes go meet the Paradorezclique. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been about two or three weeks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;since the last chalet cause of EOYS ): my siao friends still playing arnd during exam period, tsktsk! (: Hahahaha. Life quite boring, after the exams i'm gonna go crazy lorh! Finally freedom (: I'm gonna move house soon, getting my own room finally. FINALLY. I'm currently otp with friends, ahhh. So bored ttm. Nothing much to post about now.. Shall post again soon, byeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Every memory streaks a cicatrix and every one of it lays a sad story disguised behind her disintegrated heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-7973774229044483325?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/7973774229044483325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/everybody-has-their-different-ways-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7973774229044483325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7973774229044483325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/10/everybody-has-their-different-ways-of.html' title='Everybody has their different ways of handling life situations, i face mine with sanity.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TLCL24yOgBI/AAAAAAAABfA/m3X4GrQ_M5Y/s72-c/RaisinGirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-1471467992404283145</id><published>2010-10-08T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T22:25:14.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a blink of an eye, many things have come and go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TK8qEMDGUrI/AAAAAAAABe4/1a7otkdhKg8/s1600/P1080456-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TK8qEMDGUrI/AAAAAAAABe4/1a7otkdhKg8/s400/P1080456-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525681519248954034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TK8qDbBRXkI/AAAAAAAABew/XpNX4Npsvxs/s1600/P1080443-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TK8qDbBRXkI/AAAAAAAABew/XpNX4Npsvxs/s400/P1080443-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525681506087951938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves :&gt; Woah, been so darn long since i last posted! Used to be daily. Now ? Haiyo, fail ttm! So long nvr update &gt;: Readers from hundred over, now drop till don't know what lerh. Sorry readers! Had like, two major events in the past few months and since life was so busy with that so many other problem, cut away from computer. Sad huh? But still.. Can you believe it?! Two of my dreams have been fulfilled; Mega Concert at Esplanade &amp;amp; YOG (it was broadcasted on teevee &amp;amp; over 2billion people?!)! Gotta admit took up a whole lot of my time and ofcourse i wasn't the only one but still, it was a big deal for me (: Actually more of Mega Concert but nvrm :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOG rocked cause bonded alot with the sec1 TMS Freestylers! Woots. And after that i started hanging out and bonding alot more with Jeanette, Cyril, Deon, Leon, Junyong etc etc, so no time to use comp alr. Sadded, then now, here comes EOY! LOL, die ttm. Halfway through it currently, e-revsion today so no school shiok. Went for CG just now, after that bus-ed to meet the clique and reached home bout 8pm? Didn't lepak for long today due to exams. Hahahaha, i'm a good good girl now! (: See! Anyway, shall be reviving this dead blog after the exams but for now if i'm free shall update. So must come back and visit often horh! Click on my nuffnangs beeteeww! Just "completed" e-revision, LOL. Otp now (: Wheeee. Okayokay, till here for now bah! Shall post again asap deariehs, loveszxc :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;There's something better and some things are worth fighting for&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-1471467992404283145?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/1471467992404283145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-blink-of-eye-many-things-have-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1471467992404283145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1471467992404283145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-blink-of-eye-many-things-have-come.html' title='In a blink of an eye, many things have come and go.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TK8qEMDGUrI/AAAAAAAABe4/1a7otkdhKg8/s72-c/P1080456-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-2005331092542774225</id><published>2010-07-11T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:00:12.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's been awesome, busy, but worth it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Currently going to be :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:200;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIA !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Too busy with life , sorry deariehs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-2005331092542774225?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/2005331092542774225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/07/lifes-been-awesome-busy-but-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2005331092542774225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2005331092542774225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/07/lifes-been-awesome-busy-but-worth-it.html' title='Life&apos;s been awesome, busy, but worth it.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5921912572331841831.post-4147406692335621004</id><published>2010-06-28T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:47:26.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love forever delivers an indescribable sense of fulfillment .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCn5ISZMeMI/AAAAAAAABeg/zT47JWo7fP0/s1600/P1070487-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCn5ISZMeMI/AAAAAAAABeg/zT47JWo7fP0/s400/P1070487-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488191541699442882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello readers :&gt; In the mood for blogging today so here i am ! Many many things have been happening , still lah . But hor , i'm happy girl now you know . Very happy . Wheeee , people like those don't matter in my life anymore :&gt; They can't &amp;amp; don't affect me , LOL . All i need to focus on is God , ance , my true friends , studies &amp;amp; baby . Hee (: Anyway , ytd was an awesome ttm day with Angeline &amp;amp; Samantha ! YAY , we bonded manzxc . Laughing until my stomach ache at the ending , everyone couldn't bear to go home . LOL . Anyway , shall not much elaborate . My rashes are killing me T__T Tskk , today stayed at home all day . Rashes serious until it took over my whole body &amp;amp; it itched so badly i couldn't even walk ! I might have to stay home tmrw too :x Mehmeh face right ? Anyway , i added in a new column on my blog at the left , my loves deserve some credit right ? &amp;amp; i'll make dedications soon , not yet though .  Lazy plus , gotta chiong homework . &amp;amp; i'm missing bi now , mehmeh ): Hmm , anyway . Till here for now ! Byebye loves :&gt; Click on my nuffnang ads please&amp;amp;tyvm !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Never too little or never too much, love's maneuvers to conquer &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Heal  what's empty and what's lost gives life an essence of renewal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4147406692335621004?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4147406692335621004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-forever-delivers-indescribable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4147406692335621004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4147406692335621004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-forever-delivers-indescribable.html' title='Love forever delivers an indescribable sense of fulfillment .'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCn5ISZMeMI/AAAAAAAABeg/zT47JWo7fP0/s72-c/P1070487-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-7452912869112921939</id><published>2010-06-26T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T22:59:38.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage isn't given, it is accumulated through experience &amp; pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCYVh6xF9SI/AAAAAAAABeY/8Dx2Px9vckY/s1600/tumblr_l3hla7yRlC1qaobbko1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCYVh6xF9SI/AAAAAAAABeY/8Dx2Px9vckY/s400/tumblr_l3hla7yRlC1qaobbko1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487096868452562210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Readers &gt;: So sorry but shall not be posting bout my day or whatever today, or at least for this post. Mood is seriously bad ttm now &gt;:( I had actually an awesome day but no idea why mood so bad. Haiyo, you know right.. Friendships are so so so troublesome! TSKK. I simply abhor backstabbers, gossipers &amp;amp; especially pangseh kias for friends lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;I hate pangseh kias ,  those who got new friend jiu forget old . Seriously lah , will dulan one  you know . Oh well , but at least we know who are our true friends  through this right  ? Fyi , people like you stop crying to me everytime  you got prob then your that friend forget you come find me hor . I ain't  your dog , &amp;amp; i'm gonna start to be a little more heartless . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But haiya, nvrm lor i guess. Dulan &amp;amp; everything is yes lah.. But ultimately, i have awesome friends ttm right? Those who really care, don't do all those stupid &amp;amp; immature things to you. Haiyo. Some people are so = =, but nvrm lah. Will okay der. I've my bestiehs , true friends who aren't like that, not bullshit but really true friends. &amp;amp; oh, like i've said before. When you don't know how to be a true friend to people, you will never ever know what is true friendship :&gt; Shall post a dedication soon, confirm. Okay, dulan ttm now. Shall end it off here for now. Bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-7452912869112921939?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/7452912869112921939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/courage-isnt-given-it-is-accumulated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7452912869112921939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7452912869112921939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/courage-isnt-given-it-is-accumulated.html' title='Courage isn&apos;t given, it is accumulated through experience &amp; pain.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCYVh6xF9SI/AAAAAAAABeY/8Dx2Px9vckY/s72-c/tumblr_l3hla7yRlC1qaobbko1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-262586917583104939</id><published>2010-06-26T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T01:01:38.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open to share and willing to sacrifice, love's unselfish demeanor is always a blessing to rely on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCTfuuFjcmI/AAAAAAAABeQ/fwbU_h2ibOE/s1600/P1070558-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCTfuuFjcmI/AAAAAAAABeQ/fwbU_h2ibOE/s400/P1070558-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486756239782408802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves :&gt; Back here to post again, shall not elaborate much though. It's quite early but i should be sleeping soon because of dance tmrw/later! :P Wheeeeeeeee, can't wait. Confirm tio scolding like, damn damn badly but.. Oh well, it's dance, my passion ttm okay(: No no, my lifestyle! HAHA. &amp;amp; oh, just now had dinner with Zhisheng &amp;amp; did a bit of homework, then church-ed, BM for a while then went to movies with DL Zone! Awesomezxc ttm okay(: Sat beside Justine &amp;amp; Huiyu. LOL, Justine &amp;amp; Yunwai to next other &amp;amp; they were damn damn funny okay :/ I kept laughing, gao xiao ttm manzxc(: &amp;amp; Beevan at the start keep disturbing me cause he sat behind me .__. MEH. Movie was nice luh, HAHA. We watched Ip Man : A Legend Is Born! Nice okay, HAHA. Afterwards, chatted with Adrie. Thanks alot Adrie! So happy&amp;amp;glad to know i've a friend who shares the same thought as me luh(: Hee, i'm so glad whatever i'm doing now is like, for the best. YAY. ILOVEYOU :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, &amp;amp; ofcourse not to miss out Danette! Thanks so much :&gt; Loveyou ttm siah. So sweet &amp;amp; nice of you today to buy food for me &amp;amp; stuff cause i was sick okay (: I seriously gotta do dedication soon. So many awesome people i want to thank. Gotta thanks Zhisheng, DL5 &amp;amp; actually whole of DLzone for today's AWESOME day! LOL :P &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"F", shall not put name lah but you should know who you are okay? Shoot me with whatever you want, but just remember, that just shows me how childish &amp;amp; immature you are. Got guts, tell me straight. &amp;amp; oh, my things are none of your business (: Shoot me all you want, doesn't make me sad. Actually, makes me happier cause seeing how well i am doing without you &amp;amp; yet you are still no offence but kinda pathetically shooting me with statuses or whatever. Hais, nvrm. Good luck with life &amp;amp; hope you will be happy okay (: God bless!&lt;/span&gt; Till here for now, otp with Huiqi. Byebye loves :&gt; &amp;amp; oh, click on my nuffnang ads please&amp;amp;tyvm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love and obsession are two different things, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;One is precious and the other one is worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-262586917583104939?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/262586917583104939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/open-to-share-and-willing-to-sacrifice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/262586917583104939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/262586917583104939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/open-to-share-and-willing-to-sacrifice.html' title='Open to share and willing to sacrifice, love&apos;s unselfish demeanor is always a blessing to rely on.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCTfuuFjcmI/AAAAAAAABeQ/fwbU_h2ibOE/s72-c/P1070558-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-3461599912068554635</id><published>2010-06-24T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:37:34.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debating &amp; contemplating if i should let this friendship &amp; memory go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHSjd4J0I/AAAAAAAABeI/sv7wUpNxLks/s1600/P1070487-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHSjd4J0I/AAAAAAAABeI/sv7wUpNxLks/s400/P1070487-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486377523895347010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello babeyhs :&gt; I'm back from MIA! :D Miss me? Bet so eyh. HAHA. Well, many things have been happening lately. Nope, the problems &amp;amp; situation did not turn for the better.. I guess i just adapted to it to make myself happier :/ But oh well, i'm happy(: &amp;amp; smiling cause i'm happier than before. Why care so much bout these things which really isn't worth that much right? Anyway, feeling happy now, learning to appreciate all the true friends i have &amp;amp; forgetting those who aren't. &amp;amp; i think i'm actually happier currently. Hm? :P My head tells me to give up &amp;amp; move on to the next but my heart whispers to not give in &amp;amp; continue holding on. But now no more alr, i guess when a person doesn't know to appreciate you, don't hold on right? HAHA. Not worth it, so yeah.. So much happier now (: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Eunice&amp;amp;BrandonFTW :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHRA_NWzI/AAAAAAAABd4/K2XnSH4KyK4/s1600/19+-+EuniceFTW..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHRA_NWzI/AAAAAAAABd4/K2XnSH4KyK4/s400/19+-+EuniceFTW..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486377497460038450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHRcwe_HI/AAAAAAAABeA/H1sCcuxFexE/s1600/20+-+BrandonFTW..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHRcwe_HI/AAAAAAAABeA/H1sCcuxFexE/s400/20+-+BrandonFTW..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486377504914472050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHQehO3hI/AAAAAAAABdw/dTZRIkJOkOE/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHQehO3hI/AAAAAAAABdw/dTZRIkJOkOE/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486377488207502866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHPjMF-hI/AAAAAAAABdo/SjaWZ6dzKmo/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHPjMF-hI/AAAAAAAABdo/SjaWZ6dzKmo/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486377472281147922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;P/s : See that shuai &amp;amp; cute boy in the above pictures? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeap, he's my totally awesome Gor - Brandon! Wheeeeee(: Loveya tons, brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHA. Oh, had an awesomezxc ttm day with Fion on tuesday! &amp;amp; awesomezxc ttm day with Brandon today. HAHA(: We otp-ed all the way from 12:40am-4:58am &amp;amp; webcammed for bout an hour between that time too. HEE, he looks so cute okay. HAHA. But no, i'm not in love with him(: Then met for dinner at bout 5pm++ (: LOL. I'm sad today though cause i fell sick &amp;amp; couldn't make it for dance &amp;amp; PM ! )': CRIES. But oh well.. I gotta recover first for now. Going for movie all together with DL zone tmrw! Yippee(: Gonna be awesome! Meeting Zhisheng for dinner before that, haha. &amp;amp; maybe we are gonna backe together one day(: YAY. Anyway, not gonna post much for now. Should be back to posting alr bah! HAHA. No confirms yet cause i'm currently on craze for Maple, SuddenAttack &amp;amp; Audition! LOL. Okayokay, byebye deariehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-3461599912068554635?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/3461599912068554635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/debating-contemplating-if-i-should-let.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3461599912068554635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3461599912068554635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/debating-contemplating-if-i-should-let.html' title='Debating &amp; contemplating if i should let this friendship &amp; memory go.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TCOHSjd4J0I/AAAAAAAABeI/sv7wUpNxLks/s72-c/P1070487-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-3058224105600986185</id><published>2010-06-21T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:27:23.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TB5BQyXNjTI/AAAAAAAABdg/Xeju9AnXLaM/s1600/forgots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TB5BQyXNjTI/AAAAAAAABdg/Xeju9AnXLaM/s400/forgots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484893152836685106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I shall go MIA for the meantime , mood for blogging has been gone . Sorry loves &gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many things are happening . Shall leave it dead for now okay . Miss me hor ! (: Byebye loves :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-3058224105600986185?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/3058224105600986185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3058224105600986185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3058224105600986185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TB5BQyXNjTI/AAAAAAAABdg/Xeju9AnXLaM/s72-c/forgots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4986193109740215552</id><published>2010-06-17T20:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T21:48:09.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth is, if i could be with anyone, it would still be you in the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBonP6l5pHI/AAAAAAAABdY/ntY-aB-GvPE/s1600/P1070509-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBonP6l5pHI/AAAAAAAABdY/ntY-aB-GvPE/s400/P1070509-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483738650656744562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello my stalkers :&gt; I'm not really in a very good mood so i shall just make an extremely short post with a long random thing Felicia tagged me in, heh. Anyway, had a outing with Felicia &amp;amp; Kowit today. Shall post if i feel like, if not, nvrm. Hmm, i think i'm gonna ton &amp;amp; meet them again tmrw but i'm broke &gt;: Oh well. Today i was bad mood all the way. Sadded. Anyway, here goes the thingy ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How To Play&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward   for each question.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the   question even if it doesn't make sense. No cheating.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. With the   answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.   Tag 5 people.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Broken.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;  Well, this is kind true. Feeling oh-so broken, hais, sad &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get far in life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; Means what? I'll cry my way through life? What a tragic story ._.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Can Make It Through The Rain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Oh, they see me as a very strong person who can always go through hard times? Or maybe i always carry an umbrella so i never get wet so i make it through the rain :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you  get married?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance Like There's No Tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; So what? I'll dance on my wedding day? So cool, i want!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your best  friend's theme song?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember The Time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; We will remember the times we had together? YAY.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your high school like?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge Is Sweeter (Than You Ever Were).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Oh, i took alot of revenge on people :&gt; What a nice person i am huh.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here We Go Again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;  I need to repeat my life over &amp;amp; over again.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the best thing abt your friends?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Girls Like Bad Boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; Oh, they share the same taste in boys as me :&gt; LOL.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats in store for you this  weekend?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Hero Is You.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I will find my hero ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Describe your grandparents.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper Cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; Their eye got problem so keep tio paper cuts.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hows your life going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Leave Me Alone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Oh, i want irritating people to leave me alone (:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at  your funeral?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circus.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; My funeral will be full of monkeys aka my noisy friends.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; Like anybody else, with their eyes ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will you  have a happy life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehab.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I have no idea :/&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do  people secretly lust after you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd Lie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'd lie about this answer (:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you make yourself happy?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall For You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; I need to fall in love more often, what's this = = BULSHIT :D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What  should you do with your life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever In my Life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I should stick with people who are forever gonna be in my life (?).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I Have.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Yes &amp;amp; No? Idk manzxc :x&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will you strip to?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Where You Want Me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;  Boweigong ttm -______-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What does your mom think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm Only Me When I'm With You.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; She think's i'm only myself with her (WHICH IS SO UNTRUE).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What  is your deep dark secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; I'm afraid of last goodbyes &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your mortal enemy's theme song?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakaway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; They wanna breakaway from me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's  your personality like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Forever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm a person who is for forever (?). Haiya, i'm faithful lah.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will be played at your wedding?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Let's hope my groom will sing that for me :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 5 people to do this  quiz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Elena, Tianyu, Angteng, Leny, Flavia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, finally done. I practically just randomly bomb some stupid answer (: Hee. Anyway, doubt anyone's gonna do that. Okay, shall go &amp;amp; try downloading Maple. Bye loves :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4986193109740215552?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4986193109740215552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/truth-is-if-i-could-be-with-anyone-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4986193109740215552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4986193109740215552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/truth-is-if-i-could-be-with-anyone-it.html' title='The truth is, if i could be with anyone, it would still be you in the end.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBonP6l5pHI/AAAAAAAABdY/ntY-aB-GvPE/s72-c/P1070509-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-585993504782265657</id><published>2010-06-15T20:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:59:58.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你说我花心，我说你看不懂和看不出我的心。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDwbi_LgI/AAAAAAAABcQ/YSs8M4u_FoA/s1600/P1070453-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDwbi_LgI/AAAAAAAABcQ/YSs8M4u_FoA/s400/P1070453-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995939398331906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello babeyhs :&gt; Mood's awesome. Wheee! Had sucha awesomzxc ttm&amp;amp;ttdc day with Elena Laopo. Miss her so much, so happy finally can meet her again luh. Been so so so long hor hor hor? &gt;: One of my bestiehs, been through alot. Woots. Anyway, shall post bout ytd &amp;amp; today yeah? Owe both days an entry, haha :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeEzU3o3TI/AAAAAAAABdA/80Kd5-zPSGA/s1600/DSC01548-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeEzU3o3TI/AAAAAAAABdA/80Kd5-zPSGA/s400/DSC01548-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482997088657136946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeFAN9_4wI/AAAAAAAABdI/WWcd3R3mGJA/s1600/DSC01546-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeFAN9_4wI/AAAAAAAABdI/WWcd3R3mGJA/s400/DSC01546-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482997310143062786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday; 140610.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning was feeling so darn tired, wokeup late. Made Felicia wait for so long, sorraye! Then went to the library busstop, camwhored &amp;amp; cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tted while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;waiting for Darryl &amp;amp; friend. Waited for 20mins or so, bus-ed to Zhisheng's house tgt. Went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; up thr, slack around. Darryl over thr crap at first, lol :&gt; Then Zhisheng play gam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e while Weiling(?) &amp;amp; Felicia talked then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me &amp;amp; Darryl chatted. Bout fighting, Adam Lambert's hair etc etc, LOL! Then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he go wash his hair trying to show me how straight his hair can be or smth like that, haha. Chatted all the way till bout 12:30pm then we left for Tamp inter. Zhisheng meeting friend pass him smth, then Weiling went off. We went to KFC for lunch, didn't have much appetite. Money wasted, lol. Then afterwards, walk walk around. Suppose to meet laopo but in the end didn't &gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T1, etc etc then library! Over thr crap crap crap, then me, Darryl &amp;amp; Felicia jiu take 293.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeGA-IGNtI/AAAAAAAABdQ/h4HWizZaTuo/s1600/4544208391_1606cebf8d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeGA-IGNtI/AAAAAAAABdQ/h4HWizZaTuo/s400/4544208391_1606cebf8d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482998422581950162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 big rounds around tamp. Zhisheng went back so never went with us. On the bus, camwhore at first, then the couple go sweet sweet while i sat in one corner, listening to music. Brought back many many memories, &amp;amp; well.. memories brings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Cried abit but okay alr lah. But i'm over him alr :&gt; HAHA. I just want to see him happy now. If he is, i'll wish him all the best. Anyway, after that they came my house. Felicia sleep on my bed the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n me &amp;amp; Darryl keep disturbing her, lol. Cute eyhh. Have her unglams but s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hall not post, hoho :&gt; Then so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mething happen so Darryl went home first. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hile waiting for bus something sweet happened! (: Hee. Felicia smiley smiley ah ah. LOL. Same feeling as mine. Hee, it's called love. Anyway, afterward Darryl boarded bus went back my house. Felicia comped, chatted. Went downstairs buy food eat then jiu go home alr. At night, otp-ed with Elena &amp;amp; Caleb. Then went to dreamland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDxDUoYjI/AAAAAAAABcg/Wm_14TefK8Q/s1600/P1070436-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDxDUoYjI/AAAAAAAABcg/Wm_14TefK8Q/s400/P1070436-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995950075535922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDxtRUBXI/AAAAAAAABco/yMZZ9umBtbo/s1600/P1070438-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDxtRUBXI/AAAAAAAABco/yMZZ9umBtbo/s400/P1070438-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995961335907698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Today; 120610.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to meet with ESTAACY, but raining! Then i was having major high fever somemore &amp;amp; a horrible headache, cries &gt;: Anyway, they went for movie in the end. Didn't want to go, i'm broke anyway. LOL. Bad manzxc! Angteng, i said you guys gong movie i not going alr mah ): Hmm. Anyway, slept till like 4pm then mother woke me up. So called Elena laopo, then she came my house. Slacked, comp-ed. Then we went downstairs buy food, bought alot! :&gt; I was hungry &amp;amp; craved for food manzxc. LOL. Then went upstairs. Elena was sotdot all the way, my cute laopo! (L). Was eating &amp;amp; watching Stephen Chow movie, lol, funny eyh. We bought the cup nooddles, black pepper flavour! Nice ttdc &amp;amp; ttm hor hor hor. Then she wear my specs, hee. Then at the middle part we camwhored all the way till almost the ending, lol! We took 100 over photos, haha :&gt; But then only a few is nice der, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDw3OgB8I/AAAAAAAABcY/MIfFm8-xsbE/s1600/P1070362-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDw3OgB8I/AAAAAAAABcY/MIfFm8-xsbE/s400/P1070362-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995946828597186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At some times lie on her shoulder, haha. Perfect height, wheeee. HAHA. But no, i ain't lesbo :&gt; What a sweet married couple hor? I love my laopo ttdc &amp;amp; ttm, don't snatch &amp;amp; too bad, be jealous! (: HAHA. Okay, i'm sotdot. Finally met her after such a long long time, gotta slack more often once school reopens okay dearieh? HAHA. Didn't do much today but ofcourse, had tons of fun! Anyway, after movie went to my room camwhored somemore. Then she left, sent her to busstop &amp;amp; waited for bus with her. Oh, on the way to bus stop she gave me a card, so sweet eyh. Thanks dearieh! Anyway, then got this uncle don'tknow how to ride bycicle properly der, haiyo = = HAHA. Then after she boarded bus, i went back home. Almost tio bang by one taxi, was blurred at that time cause headace came back &gt;: Still is now, feeling a little dizzy but better with med. Homed, bathe etc etc. Then jiu comp alr(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDxwnDP7I/AAAAAAAABcw/jES1ae8yZGg/s1600/P1070448-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDxwnDP7I/AAAAAAAABcw/jES1ae8yZGg/s400/P1070448-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482995962232389554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; ta-dah, here i am. I really am over him, wow. Shocking to me too but true. &amp;amp; wlao, when i told him he said i was huaxin! :/ I'm not. Can't he jus understand? Oh well, will explain to him when we talk next time. Worried for him now, ytd he tio some things, hope he's fine now. Will be praying, &amp;amp; for my other friend too! Tmrw's revival night! Awesomzxc ttdc&amp;amp;ttm. Will be meeting Felicia for dinner then going off to church. Can't wait! It's gonna be powerful manzxc. Hmm, till here for now. Nothing more to say! Bye loves :&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not coming back anymore I'm closing the door, i used to be trippin' over missin' you but I'm not anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I got pictures in my phone but baby your picture's gone, couldn't stand to see your smile every time you dialed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-585993504782265657?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/585993504782265657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/585993504782265657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/585993504782265657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='你说我花心，我说你看不懂和看不出我的心。'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBeDwbi_LgI/AAAAAAAABcQ/YSs8M4u_FoA/s72-c/P1070453-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-5783942847184072670</id><published>2010-06-14T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:36:00.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a truth that draws a tear instead of a lie that draws a smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBYiDNmFsaI/AAAAAAAABcI/Dd2yG77HRH4/s1600/tumblr_l3w62f7oxt1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBYiDNmFsaI/AAAAAAAABcI/Dd2yG77HRH4/s400/tumblr_l3w62f7oxt1qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482607034954527138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello darlings :&gt; Today turned out an awesome day, yet quite saddening at a major point &gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memories brings back tears, especially those with you. &lt;/span&gt;But i'm so totally okay liao lah, haha. So everything's okay.. I guess. LOL. I just need some time, &amp;amp; the right guy. Hasn't karma made it's point? Can it stop now &gt;: Hais! Oh well, i'm thirteen. Young &amp;amp; have a long way to go. Don't feel like posting bout today's day currently, shall post again when i'm in the mood yeah. I realised you being my first love makes it way harder to let go then any love i'm gonna get. But i'll make it through. i just want to remain friends like before, &amp;amp; see you happy with your current girlfriend okay! :&gt; Hee. Anyway, otp with Laopo now, love her many! &amp;amp; oh, i'm clueless bout my lovelife now &gt;: I feel like crying. Okay, whatever, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-5783942847184072670?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/5783942847184072670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-want-truth-that-draws-tear-instead-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5783942847184072670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5783942847184072670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-want-truth-that-draws-tear-instead-of.html' title='I want a truth that draws a tear instead of a lie that draws a smile.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBYiDNmFsaI/AAAAAAAABcI/Dd2yG77HRH4/s72-c/tumblr_l3w62f7oxt1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-7294424255449636333</id><published>2010-06-13T22:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T00:08:19.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe you would build me up &amp; tear me down, just like an old abandoned house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBUBs4_2uFI/AAAAAAAABcA/RwhrUmFAVHg/s1600/tumblr_l1duqbCWE41qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBUBs4_2uFI/AAAAAAAABcA/RwhrUmFAVHg/s400/tumblr_l1duqbCWE41qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482289992119531602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello readers, feel like smiling now :&gt; But i can't find a right reason. Woah, feel like crying out &gt;: But i'm not sad enough, lol (: Anyway, don't feel like posting bout today's horrible day, so i'll post some emotional feelings that i am feeling now :/ The day i thought i'd never get through is here, count to three &amp;amp; i'm really.. finally letting go. Well, I never s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aw it coming, i should've started running a  long long time ago. &amp;amp; I never thoug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ht I'd do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ubt you, i'm so much better  off without you, more than you know. I'm slowly  getting closure, i guess it's really over. I'm finally getting  better.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; You were really never the best for me &amp;amp; i'm glad i've fallen out of a beautiful nightmare. I counted so much on you, it's dangerous. You aren't a guy i can trust to love, you aren't a guy i would even dare to safely say you love me even if you were mine. Yes, you are different. You are a guy i can never play with cause you are so different, so unique &amp;amp; special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBUAY5KVBdI/AAAAAAAABbw/ylQkw72d8xY/s1600/heartbroken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBUAY5KVBdI/AAAAAAAABbw/ylQkw72d8xY/s400/heartbroken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482288549054449106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But i'd rather fall in love with a  guy i can safely love, having the ability to play or love him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can never read your mind, &amp;amp; you can screw my mind over just by a few simple words. It's so hard to trust whatever you say. I never know when you are true.. I'd rather love a simple guy i can play with or fall in love with, then one i can never ever understand. Sorry boy, but i can't bear to get my heart broken once again. This is a game i can't afford to play, cause i know it's game over &amp;amp; impossible to restart if i lose. So i'd rather walk away right now, the risk is too much for me to ever bear. I'm not gonna hold on, i'm not gonna wait anymore. I'm sorry i'm so weak, but i can never let my guard down with you. Impossible to trust, suicidal to love. We didn't have much between us either, it's okay to let it fly away. If one day, it ever comes back to us, then i know it's meant to be. I'll leave it for fate. Cause the day i thought i'll never get over.. I got over you (: P.s. I just need one guy, just one to prove to me they are not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the same&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm gonna hold my head up high, blink the tears away &amp;amp; say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Goodbye' is always the hardest to say only when you are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; saying 'Hello' again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;P.S. You still mean everything to me, it's just not worth the fight anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-7294424255449636333?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/7294424255449636333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cant-believe-you-would-build-me-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7294424255449636333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7294424255449636333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cant-believe-you-would-build-me-up.html' title='I can&apos;t believe you would build me up &amp; tear me down, just like an old abandoned house.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBUBs4_2uFI/AAAAAAAABcA/RwhrUmFAVHg/s72-c/tumblr_l1duqbCWE41qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-2654393006576410911</id><published>2010-06-13T02:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T03:18:56.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime i try to get my love life straight, it gets screwed &amp; i get hurt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBPa229r4nI/AAAAAAAABbA/TvjTmMWzaUk/s1600/fines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBPa229r4nI/AAAAAAAABbA/TvjTmMWzaUk/s400/fines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481965807442059890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves :&gt; Mood's average. Good mood all the way till just now bad mood. Realised smth disappointing today &gt;: Hmm, why do people like to judge me so much? &amp;amp; think they really know me when they don't? You are no different, what a sad thing to know, hurting too but i'd rather be hurt by the truth then protected by a lie (: The worse thing bout being lied to in the end goes down to not being worth the truth eyh. Anyway, i'm fine luh :&gt; Really (: I'm gonna be. Just gotta decide on what to do with life. I depended so much on you, no longer more. Must thank Darryl, after talking with him.. I realised &amp;amp; remebered smth. Thanks manzxc (: &amp;amp; glad to bond more with you, lol. &amp;amp; i guess some things really are best left unspoken, not to save any hurt, but to not cause any unecessary pain. &amp;amp; some times, many things are not what we see nor feel. Everything can be faked, wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBPa17pGV8I/AAAAAAAABaw/mxp3l1kmX6s/s1600/away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBPa17pGV8I/AAAAAAAABaw/mxp3l1kmX6s/s400/away.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481965791518021570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What a cynical world we live in huh? But nvrm, faith in God! He has plans for us (: He has plans for me. Whatever i felt for you was purely an emotion build on lie, to make me believe was so beautiful. In the end, it was all a bunch of crap that doesn't even exist for something that is build on something that doesn't exist, is nothing. Chim? Not really ._. LOL. Anyway, yeah.. Felling pretty shag now. But trust me, cry it out for like.. One hour or so &amp;amp; i'm fine luh ;P Stronger than this. Anyway, shall quickly post bout my day as Jeanette's calling me up in half an hour or so! Okay, today was an awesom day ttdc&amp;amp;ttm luh :&gt; Early in the morning, wakeup, give friend wakeup call then washup etc etc, rushed down to meet Felicia &amp;amp; Darryl. Sorry i so late manzxc! :&gt; Then we jiu anyhow walk walk walk, then slack at bus stop. Then Darryl say those jokes trying to make us laugh &amp;amp; our reaction was ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBPa2S9F0PI/AAAAAAAABa4/3piIE4rJ6Io/s1600/cares.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBPa2S9F0PI/AAAAAAAABa4/3piIE4rJ6Io/s400/cares.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481965797775888626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOL. Nice right? Jkjk! Then suddenly my stomach ache like = =, can die! So i decided go home take med since very near. Then walk abit jiu very pain until buey tahan, can die, seriously. Then gonna cry alr, so cabbed thr. Thanks uh guys! Then went up, took med, rest, lay on bed rest for a while. Then tio scolded by mother, LOL. Then alot better jiu zhao far far, haha. Then met back with them, go mac for breakfast, then library slack till Darryl gtg for work. At library Darryl was like high ( quite ), then machiam act like one sotdot (: HAHA! Then afterwards, slack for a while more with Felicia heart-heart while she copying notes ._. Then met Zhisheng, rushed to church! Etc etc, service. Meaningful, learnt bout faith! (: No matter what i'm not gonna lose faith alr. &amp;amp; didn't really manage to go high cause damn tired cause only slept 3hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBPa1ownhHI/AAAAAAAABao/_FfsTrnzKW0/s1600/bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBPa1ownhHI/AAAAAAAABao/_FfsTrnzKW0/s400/bridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481965786449282162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But the songs were nice, sang Hosanna! Wheeeee! (: Hmm, afterwards, LJS-ed with DL5 for a while, didn't eat though. Then Tamp-ed. Waited for Darryl then LJS-ed again, but this time got eat. Then jiu walk walk walk, alot of random crap uh? Then jiu go library, chat, etc etc. LOL. Then go Sunplaza, then library again. So funny. Talk here talk thr one. HAHA. Then afterwards, Felicia &amp;amp; Zhisheng went on bus 27 back home ): Hmm, then me &amp;amp; Darryl jiu go Sunplaza walk then planning walk from thr go home. In the end early so slack at PG until the last minute then go home, LOL. It was fun chatting with you yeah, &amp;amp; yes ah! Tecktonik rocks okay(: Heee. Anyway, tmrw's gonnna be a sianzxc day out. So i'm gonna Hp &amp;amp; music all the way! &amp;amp; i've some thing special for my family tmrw. Hee. Okay, Jeanette called me alr (: Shall end here for this post. &amp;amp; reminder people, don't judge me, i ain't who any of you think i am. Byebye loves :&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Some things are better to live without, &amp;amp; those are the feelings i have for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I'm smart enough to know, for the wisest is he who knows what he does not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-2654393006576410911?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/2654393006576410911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/everytime-i-try-to-get-my-love-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2654393006576410911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2654393006576410911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/everytime-i-try-to-get-my-love-life.html' title='Everytime i try to get my love life straight, it gets screwed &amp; i get hurt.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBPa229r4nI/AAAAAAAABbA/TvjTmMWzaUk/s72-c/fines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-6271284472390765588</id><published>2010-06-11T15:11:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T16:00:43.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't tell if i'm lost or found, cause i'm living in a dream &amp; i don't wanna wakeup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBHnlew0yaI/AAAAAAAABag/2XYu2FW8AMM/s1600/tumblr_l1c4fzh2pZ1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBHnlew0yaI/AAAAAAAABag/2XYu2FW8AMM/s400/tumblr_l1c4fzh2pZ1qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481416852585630114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello darlings :&gt; Wheeeee(: I'm in an extremely good mood currently! HAHA. I know, like, woah. Major change from the previous post much? While, after care &amp;amp; concern from my dearests, i'm fine. Though the problems are not yet solved &gt;: Oh well.. Hais, it'll be okay(: I guess so, &amp;amp; i hope so. No, wait, i believe so! Speak into your future mah hor ;P LOLOLOL. I'm sotdot, i know. HAHA. I'm so so happy cause i feel like i've wokeup from a beautiful dream &amp;amp; falling into a beautiful reality(: Okay, minus the problems i have luh ._. They just won't fade away from some reason. Hais. But nvrm, i've motivation, support, care &amp;amp; concern from my dearest. Plus, i've God! But seriously, many many thanks to Felicia, Danette &amp;amp; Caleb! (: Felicia, otp soon okayokayokay? ;P LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently rotting to death at home. &amp;amp; oh, didn't eat a single thing ytd. onyl dranks water. No appetite at all siah ._. Bad thing is no energy, good thing is lose weight ;P LOL. Anyway, today suppose to have followup with Adri followed by dinner + slack with Jeanette &amp;amp; the guys. But then i need to go to the hospital to help out with smth. Oh well :/ No choice. Anyway, ytd was ... Okay bah(: Day was actually quite sianzxc but many thanks to Felicia&amp;amp;Caleb for making it awesome! LOL. So sorry ah Felicia ._. Pangseh you. But you should know why :/ HEH. Anyway, short post for now. Don't feel much like posting bout ytd's day. Was in a major bad mood. Hais ): Anyway, happy now. Shall not spoil it by reminiscing bout ytd. Okay, byebye loves. Click on my nuffnang ads tyvm! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love is hurtful. Love is hell. But love can be beautiful &amp;amp; can be true. Should i &lt;span&gt;stand&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span&gt;run&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span&gt;hide&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-6271284472390765588?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/6271284472390765588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cant-tell-if-im-lost-or-found-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6271284472390765588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6271284472390765588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cant-tell-if-im-lost-or-found-cause.html' title='I can&apos;t tell if i&apos;m lost or found, cause i&apos;m living in a dream &amp; i don&apos;t wanna wakeup.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBHnlew0yaI/AAAAAAAABag/2XYu2FW8AMM/s72-c/tumblr_l1c4fzh2pZ1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-573319785586228111</id><published>2010-06-10T21:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:52:57.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile &amp; let everyone know that today you are stronger than yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBDuXAwRNMI/AAAAAAAABaY/SUjz5_oun6A/s1600/P1070249-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBDuXAwRNMI/AAAAAAAABaY/SUjz5_oun6A/s400/P1070249-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481142825616749762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves &gt;: I'm sad &amp;amp; in a very very bad mood. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt; :/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ler&lt;/span&gt;! I feel like just bursting into tears suddenly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt; why though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hais&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hais&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hais&lt;/span&gt; ): I'm still vulnerable as ever sometimes, like a small little girl. only know how to cry it out, &amp;amp; shout it out onto the world. Don't judge me on this post though. I've so many secrets burning inside of me now, I feel like calling him up. Talking to him, crying it over the phone. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hais&lt;/span&gt;.. Maybe not, it won't be such a good idea. I'm still sensitive to such little little things, &amp;amp; i still break down once in a while. I'm human, &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; feelings that i can't control. I just want him to be happy.. I don't mind what ever pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; to go through for him to get there. Really. I just wish him happiness, i just want him to smile, a true one. So many things are coming on to me now, is there really no one to count on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBDuWuv9efI/AAAAAAAABaQ/VQiu2na0Wb8/s1600/okays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBDuWuv9efI/AAAAAAAABaQ/VQiu2na0Wb8/s400/okays.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481142820783618546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just want one, one totally true friend. Whom no matter, can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thr&lt;/span&gt; for me. i know it is impossible, but every wish i make, is a little hope i hold on to every minute of my life. I'll have a proper post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tmrw&lt;/span&gt; or soon, promised. But right now, my mood is like going down the drain. Today's mood have not been good, faking a smile for the entire day. Sorry if my attitude was bad &amp;amp; like, damn horrible just now. But my mood has been like horrible since 9am this morning. Don't ask why :/ I want to cry it all out, i want someone who is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thr&lt;/span&gt; to count on, rely on, hear my cries &amp;amp; comfort me. I'm vulnerable at times, though strong always. A mask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; put on every single day of my life is killing me. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;gonna&lt;/span&gt; be strong no matter what though. I'm gonna be okay, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sure. I just need the right ears at the other end of the phone, listening to my cries for help..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:250%;"  &gt;得到你的人卻得不到你的心 ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:250%;"  &gt;我愿意用我&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;一时的痛苦&lt;/span&gt;来换你&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;一生的快乐&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-573319785586228111?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/573319785586228111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/smile-let-everyone-know-that-today-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/573319785586228111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/573319785586228111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/smile-let-everyone-know-that-today-you.html' title='Smile &amp; let everyone know that today you are stronger than yesterday.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBDuXAwRNMI/AAAAAAAABaY/SUjz5_oun6A/s72-c/P1070249-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-3068850578570013000</id><published>2010-06-10T07:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T07:24:45.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment's insight is sometimes worth a life's experience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:7;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBAgl3G08cI/AAAAAAAABaI/na59IVql7Vw/s1600/P1070291-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480916581329727938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBAgl3G08cI/AAAAAAAABaI/na59IVql7Vw/s400/P1070291-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello babeyhs :&gt; Hee, it's so early in the morning! Shocked to see me awake hor hor hor? Well, i didn't wake up this early, puh-lease. I whr got so zai ._. I sleep like one pig der lor. HAHA. The thing was that, i didn't sleep at all last night! LOL. Cause let's see, after kup phone with Caleb, otp-ed with Elena all the way till 2am like that? :/ Then kup, otp-ed with Theon until 3am++. Kup, then i still not tired. So text friends, see who free. Then Deon called me, say he toning with JunYong. So they came to my house void deck, peih me. Gave Elena Laopo wakeup call at 5:30am. Was planning to go back home &amp;amp; sleep but before i left those two idiots make me go high then so awake :x So chatted with them until 6:45am like that ._. Then went back home. Bathed etc etc then here i am(: Wheeee. Bored now! Nothing to do, somemore so damn early in the morning. People still sleeping! Haiyo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suppose to meet Felicia, Theon, Darryl etc etc later on at 1:30pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not sure now cause father over thr shout shout shout, don't let = = Gonna call mother at bout 10am &amp;amp; ask bah. Hais! Hope can. Plus, so long never see Theon that kumgong alr! ;P LOL. &amp;amp; oh, maybe after that meeting that Caleb ._. He better make it manzxc. If not i slap him upside down :/ I miss that Gor of mine! Been so damn long since i last met him ): &amp;amp; ytd never talk with him until he sleep &amp;amp; i sleep i so not used can :x LOL. Cannot like this! HAHA. Listening to Wedding Dress by Taeyang over &amp;amp; over again, thinking bout him! &amp;amp; watching the MV. So nice siah, the dance i want to learn! The chorus is so.. WOAH ;P Hmph, imisshim. Anyway, bored now! Anyone awake alr? Other than those two idiots who are still downstairs ;P &amp;amp; hope i can make it later on! Till here for now. Click on my nuffnang ads tyvm(: Byezxc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Agency FB;font-size:180%;"  &gt;The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Agency FB;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Agency FB;" &gt;But in rising up higher &amp;amp; higher every single time we fall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-3068850578570013000?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/3068850578570013000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/moments-insight-is-sometimes-worth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3068850578570013000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3068850578570013000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/moments-insight-is-sometimes-worth.html' title='A moment&apos;s insight is sometimes worth a life&apos;s experience.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TBAgl3G08cI/AAAAAAAABaI/na59IVql7Vw/s72-c/P1070291-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-3922598225460852507</id><published>2010-06-09T13:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:56:48.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things will happen in your life that you can’t stop but that’s no reason to shut out the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA84f332hqI/AAAAAAAABZ4/8GLnuAojTEM/s1600/tumblr_l3p81uCpiD1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA84f332hqI/AAAAAAAABZ4/8GLnuAojTEM/s400/tumblr_l3p81uCpiD1qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480661391758493346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves :&gt; Well, last night sure was.. awesomezxc(: Found out smth, happy! But ofcourse, for every love there is a p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ain. He's not mine :&lt; &amp;amp; i know he still loves her, but i don't want him! :x I just want him to be happy, i wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nt to see him SMILE :D It's not even called a "like", it's called "He's unique &amp;amp; diefferent from the other guys i know so i'm interested &amp;amp; feel smth for him but it ain't love"! ;P Zai right? I know very long the name, but true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; wor. Wheeeee. Moodswing attacked ytd when i was in the phone with Caleb :/ OOPS. Serious siah the attack. I went bad mood, then "drunk-like" mood ( which fyi freanked him out ;P ) then a little high &amp;amp; okay alr ._. I had no idea at all why! HAHA. Talked with him until he fell asleep again. Seems to become like a daily routine of m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e being his sleeping pill :/  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA84ff1O2SI/AAAAAAAABZw/tjuLSZmVtiE/s1600/P1070283-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA84ff1O2SI/AAAAAAAABZw/tjuLSZmVtiE/s400/P1070283-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480661385305053474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA84gaMSdrI/AAAAAAAABaA/nGmrqu5W3Mk/s1600/tumblr_kzrc4wLLBu1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA84gaMSdrI/AAAAAAAABaA/nGmrqu5W3Mk/s400/tumblr_kzrc4wLLBu1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480661400971015858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, today's plan? Rot at home then facial then continue rotting. How awesomezxc. Was suppose to meet Caleb but then he got held back, then by the time we meet we can only chat for fifteen minutes ._. Plus, i can't go with him until Sengkang with Caleb to Theon house mah. Guaikia, must stay in tamp. So in the end, say meet tmrw. I doubt i can make it ._. Oh well, try lor, bo bian. Never meet him for long manzxc :/ Cause everytime i can he can't, he can i can't! Argh. Okay, forget it ._. Sianzxc siah today. Me &amp;amp; Felicia's friendship flying up up up liao (: So those people who try to break us up can throw inside dustbin! LOL. &amp;amp; fyi, i simply abhor copycats &amp;amp; people who try to break couples up. Lifeless much? Talking bout that lifelss, woah. I've many step lians &amp;amp; bengs around me you know = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA84egaHp_I/AAAAAAAABZo/Way0W5LdT6s/s1600/P1070284-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA84egaHp_I/AAAAAAAABZo/Way0W5LdT6s/s400/P1070284-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480661368279902194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some like to act act, dye hair red.  Some like to wear like one beng but actually humji kia.Like baby like that. Then got some slut, song shang men one. Break people up, then fit into the picture. Act until so nice. In the end? One slut who steal people boyf. HAIYO. How come i've these kinda people around me? So sad you know, pollution to the environment. See alr also pekcek, but cannot(: I'll learn to love them, as they are something that is sent from God. God put them near me for a reason(: I know it. Anyway, a dear friend has some problem. Will be praying hard alrights ): trust in God, pray through &amp;amp; in faith, &amp;amp; hope for the best! Hais. Don't sad alr okay? Hais hais, so many things are coming up ): Somemore another prob. Feel like crying out! Oh man. Alrights, till here for now. Mood all fly away ler ): Byeszxc.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Agency FB;font-size:250%;"  &gt;The most beautiful things in the world &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Agency FB;font-size:250%;"  &gt;cannot be seen or even touched,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Agency FB;font-size:250%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Agency FB;font-size:250%;"  &gt;It must be felt with by the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-3922598225460852507?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/3922598225460852507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/things-will-happen-in-your-life-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3922598225460852507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3922598225460852507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/things-will-happen-in-your-life-that.html' title='Things will happen in your life that you can’t stop but that’s no reason to shut out the world.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA84f332hqI/AAAAAAAABZ4/8GLnuAojTEM/s72-c/tumblr_l3p81uCpiD1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-5982617739844601095</id><published>2010-06-08T20:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:35:04.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You may be disappointed &amp; hurt if you fail, but you are doomed if you don't try.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA5TZupBXQI/AAAAAAAABZA/YeFtdVi8cmk/s1600/fines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA5TZupBXQI/AAAAAAAABZA/YeFtdVi8cmk/s400/fines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480409498038394114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello babeyhs :&gt; Sianzxcdie now okay! Just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kup-ed the phone with Elena Laopo, so long bo meet her chat chat slack liao lor! Miss her okay(: Say hao l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;er meet up soon! I'm free as of today will 24th so people peih me go out okay! LOL. Anyway, today awesomezxc day. Hmm, have been tio by Mr. Gerard damn badly &amp;amp; seriously recently. better buckup oh! I feel so bad disappointing him aft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;er he gave me so many chances ): I really can't let my problems affect my dance, unfair to the TMS Freestylers manzxc! Gotta buckup. Stop being blur(: HAHA. Anyway, cabbed to dance today cause fever went up in the morning plus ytd couldn't really sleep so rest till later. Wlao, ytd after kup phone with Caleb then i try to sleep cannot manzxc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA5SVJTsPKI/AAAAAAAABY4/aWQ83oW6oyI/s1600/P1070325-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA5SVJTsPKI/AAAAAAAABY4/aWQ83oW6oyI/s400/P1070325-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480408319785712802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Flip here &amp;amp; thr until 5am sleep. then two hours ltr wake up sleep wakeup sleep = = Also don'tknow sober or not! Then fever biao up ): Then during dance i'm blurred. Fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ver wentup like hell when i reached home. But worth it(: Cause danced like i never for a very long time! Must train more after getting well. Anyway, Tamp-ed back with dance friends then met Felicia! (: HAHA. Although her baobei Darryl didn't make it &amp;amp; she's sad, but at least we bonded(: She's awesomezxc love! Thanks for the day. I can really talk to her bout anything &amp;amp; she understands! HAHA. Not many friends i have are like her. Anyway, T1, library, TM walked all around jiu diu ler(: In the end she cabbed home. Otp-ing with her ltr. Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA5SUY9YtAI/AAAAAAAABYo/4B02t3E1VIw/s1600/P1070263-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA5SUY9YtAI/AAAAAAAABYo/4B02t3E1VIw/s400/P1070263-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480408306807256066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA5SU0UYZZI/AAAAAAAABYw/85gMIj2U8OY/s1600/P1070270-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA5SU0UYZZI/AAAAAAAABYw/85gMIj2U8OY/s400/P1070270-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480408314151462290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was in a very suan mood today! Keep suan people :/ HAHA. Suan until very shiok somemore, sorry! ._. Ytd many things happen, tio kicked out of house again then went to find Thomas. He help me pay for taxi fare back, thanks hor! (: Awesomezxc you. LOL. Long story. Anyway, don'tknow what's wrong with people now-a-days. Copycats manzxc! = = Don't want say who, i diam. One week time, better mai step alr. Have sense of originality. SERIOUSLY. Pisses me off. Okay, cooling down. Anyway, many things are happening. Gotta keep it cool, gotta play it right. This level of life is hard, but i'm gonna make sure i survive. Watch &amp;amp; see people ;D Just look out. Anyway, till here for now! Otp-ing with Felicia now! Bye loves, click on my nuffnang tyvm! BYESZXC.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Agency FB;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;A memory is a way of holding on to things you love, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The things you are &amp;amp; the things you never want to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-5982617739844601095?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/5982617739844601095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-may-be-disappointed-hurt-if-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5982617739844601095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5982617739844601095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-may-be-disappointed-hurt-if-you.html' title='You may be disappointed &amp; hurt if you fail, but you are doomed if you don&apos;t try.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TA5TZupBXQI/AAAAAAAABZA/YeFtdVi8cmk/s72-c/fines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-7568018228869877444</id><published>2010-06-07T13:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T14:17:15.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let the fear of our past stop us from taking a leap of faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAyOK8Hxa3I/AAAAAAAABYY/A-rvXlNIwrs/s1600/tumblr_l1quxo6a1D1qzjstzo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAyOK8Hxa3I/AAAAAAAABYY/A-rvXlNIwrs/s400/tumblr_l1quxo6a1D1qzjstzo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479911165191613298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yo readers :&gt; Major short post for today as nothing much actually. I've grown fat ): I'm so so fat. I'm gonna cry manzxc! Must start to cut down alr.. Hmph ): Anyway.. Plan for the day? Rot at home! Ohmy. Should i start on homework? Maybe.. see my mood ltr bah(: Wheeee. I'm hungry ._. Okay, shall go &amp;amp; cook ltr. HAHA! Pro right? LOL. &amp;amp; not maggie mee wor. Zai right? BHB, i know i know ;P Heee. Sianzxc now! FYI, i know sometimes my quotes etc etc very emo :/ But usually i put it cause it's nice. Not cause i'm sad or anything okay(: &amp;amp; my camwhore pics i'm gonna post soon will look like.. Very creepy. But i like camwhore like that lah hor(: Got photographic look! So cool! HAHA.Okay, sotdot me :/ Hmm.. till here bah. Really nothing to say okay :/ Entertain me somebody? Text me, call me, idk ._. I go eat liao, stomach growling ler ): So unglam! x.x HAHA. Okayokay, byeeeee.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:200%;"  &gt;离开 - 难道真的是解脱？ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:200%;"  &gt;难道，真的要事过境迁了以后才懂？ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:200%;"  &gt;倔强说不痛， 假装什么伤都没有。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:200%;"  &gt;倔强抬起头， 决不让眼泪往下流 .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-7568018228869877444?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/7568018228869877444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-let-fear-of-our-past-stop-us-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7568018228869877444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7568018228869877444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-let-fear-of-our-past-stop-us-from.html' title='Don&apos;t let the fear of our past stop us from taking a leap of faith.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAyOK8Hxa3I/AAAAAAAABYY/A-rvXlNIwrs/s72-c/tumblr_l1quxo6a1D1qzjstzo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4891000360664706878</id><published>2010-06-07T01:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T02:10:05.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My fragile heart begins to flutter every single time I hear your voice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAvh_G97GyI/AAAAAAAABYQ/bXAScBEzjj0/s1600/tumblr_l2k9zdQGWC1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAvh_G97GyI/AAAAAAAABYQ/bXAScBEzjj0/s400/tumblr_l2k9zdQGWC1qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479721845944687394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves :&gt; So extremely happy &amp;amp; high now! Life has been giving me alot of problems, the spirit of intimidation is coming onto me now, when i'm growing the strongest spiritually! D: But nvrm, it's okay. Cause from today onwards, i'm no longer going to get intimidated by it! But yet, i will intimidate it back in the name of Jesus! Amen(: HAHA. Anyway, shall post fast fast today as Huiyu said i must sleep early &amp;amp; rest well if not eye bags come out jiu .. ): LOL! Okayokay. These two days in church have made a big leap for me religiously! WOOTS :&gt; First, ytd I can finally speak in tongues! Today, I went forward to get prayed for during service &amp;amp; had the strongest encounter with God I've ever had in my 13years ++ of life! WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the spirit of intimidation is speaking loudly recently at my ear, i'm freed of it as of today! Pastor Lia's preaching was powerful! Today was suppose to have followup but in the end nvr ._. Went damn high during service manzxc! High dao = = LOL. Anyway, been bonding alot with Zhisheng now-a-days(: &amp;amp; me &amp;amp; Felicia's problems all solved, (L). HAHA. Awesome friends yeah! Hee(: Rushed back to tamp with Zhisheng after service cause family had some probs :/ Caleb is back from cruise! LOL. Wheeeeeeee. Tmrw booked liao, we are chatting 8pm. HAH(: Okay, sianzxc die now! Otp-ing with Elena Laopo, till here for now. Okayokay, bye loveszxc. Click on my nuffnang! THANKS!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Agency FB;" &gt;Promises are always broken, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Agency FB;" &gt;Some things are best left unspoken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Agency FB;" &gt;The  pain you feel inside seems like something died, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Agency FB;" &gt;That everlasting piece  of hope still remains but you gotta cope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4891000360664706878?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4891000360664706878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-fragile-heart-begins-to-flutter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4891000360664706878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4891000360664706878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-fragile-heart-begins-to-flutter.html' title='My fragile heart begins to flutter every single time I hear your voice.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAvh_G97GyI/AAAAAAAABYQ/bXAScBEzjj0/s72-c/tumblr_l2k9zdQGWC1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-6862105054503908638</id><published>2010-06-06T00:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T01:13:07.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is no spell you've cast upon my heart, it's only the memory that takes over every part.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAqEeTppp3I/AAAAAAAABYI/Edror5KlOz4/s1600/tumblr_l3e1hu6mIC1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479337552855541618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAqEeTppp3I/AAAAAAAABYI/Edror5KlOz4/s400/tumblr_l3e1hu6mIC1qav92co1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello readers :&gt; Today was awesomzxc! Went so so high during service just now, especially main. So sad Theon wouldn't make it though! ): &amp;amp; you kumgong, better rest well okay! No basketball for one week :/ If not i smack you upside down, better take care alrights! LOL. Today bout 12pm like that, met Felicia for lunch at GreenApple, afterwards walked to inter &amp;amp; mrt-ed to PayaLebar. Went to SecSch service, Dominic's preaching was awesome! Though didn't really go high. After that, Popular-ed, Felicia ate at KFC then met Darryl. Jiu go to MainService. Okay, was majorly high! Wheeee. Pastor Lia's preaching was powerful. &amp;amp; at the end actually wanted to go &amp;amp; get prayed for but didn't :X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But today will be an unforgettable day for me cause i can FINALLY speak in tongues~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So so so happy siah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although i've not started followup, i felt like i've alr been baptised by the HolySpirit(: Amen! &amp;amp; oh, after service was awesomezxc too! Chatted with Ervins, he's a kumgong okay! :D Heh, awesome. Dinner &amp;amp; slacked with Felicia, Darryl &amp;amp; Zhisheng. Finally had a bit of those old memories which i miss! Lost over the months, so glad today found it back a little. Wheeeee(: &amp;amp; haha, got to know Zhisheng alot more today! Awesomzxc friend okay he(: LOL. &amp;amp; just now when we slacking under my block damn funny lor. HAHA(:But shhh, secret lah hor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kinda weird weird der say out. Going to call Theon to chat ltr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope he's feeling better. &amp;amp; i miss my kumgong gugugaga face Gor, CalebNg siah! He's on cruise now &amp;amp; kinda weird siah :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never chat with him on the phone for the entire day. Usually everyday will talk der ._. Oh well, come back soon okay Gor! &amp;amp; i'm tireeeeeeeeeeeed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; i've followup with Adrie at 1pm tmrw(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Awesomzxc. Can't wait! &amp;amp; wow, i realised i'm still as vulnerable as ever. Still sensitive over things like that, letting go but yet impossibe to forget :x Walking somehow down memory lane ytd brought back memories. Miss it, but not him. He's such a disappointment ): Not who i thought he was. I just.. Hais, okay, forget it ._. Speechless. I know in my heart can liao. Oh well, hope he's happy with life(: Wish him luck. &amp;amp; no matter how horrible he is to me now, i can't forget his wonderfulness :/ Stupid? I know, idc(: Okay, till here for now! Otp-ing with Theon. Byeeeeeeeeeezxc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;得到你的人卻得不到你的心 , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;我愿意用我一生来换你的快乐一生 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-6862105054503908638?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/6862105054503908638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/there-is-no-spell-youve-cast-upon-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6862105054503908638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6862105054503908638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/there-is-no-spell-youve-cast-upon-my.html' title='There is no spell you&apos;ve cast upon my heart, it&apos;s only the memory that takes over every part.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAqEeTppp3I/AAAAAAAABYI/Edror5KlOz4/s72-c/tumblr_l3e1hu6mIC1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-550551894654509859</id><published>2010-06-04T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T23:49:29.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grudges are a perfect waste of happiness, so love deeply &amp; forgive quickly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAkDILYUMTI/AAAAAAAABX4/sHugymuUDGU/s1600/11mci0j-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAkDILYUMTI/AAAAAAAABX4/sHugymuUDGU/s400/11mci0j-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478913860701532466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Sometimes the most beautiful is not at the lights above,&lt;br /&gt;but at the reflection below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello precious stalkers ;&gt; How was everyone's day? Mine was tiring, though totally worth it! (: Wheeeeee. Hee, high again. LOL. I keep on zi-high these few days, i have no idea why either ._. HEH. Think bringing back the true meaning of dance was the 3rd best thing that i've ever experienced this year! First was ofcourse, bringing God back into my life, &amp;amp; second was deciding I want to give it all to him, for him, &amp;amp; give him the best years of my life! Awesomzxc(: Anyway, today woke up at 10am, chiong like siao to inter. While waiting for bus met Ziwei! HAHA, been long since i met that young old man :D LOL. So yeah, chatted all the way till we boarded the bus &amp;amp; he alighted. After that, chatted with Weiyang all the way till dance studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metup with Samantha &amp;amp; Wenshan. Went into dance studio, etc etc, dance started! (: Wheee. Okay, tio scolded quite seriously by Mr. Gerard, oops :x But yeah, overall worth it. His words brought me a major motivation to work harder, have to admit i did like, damn horrible. So sorry Mr. Gerard! I'll practice over the weekend &amp;amp; promise to be alot better on tues. &amp;amp; Ms. Jacky could tell i was not feeling confident, ohmy :/ Can't believe my fear coming true alr. i hate it when my problems affect my dance ): Don't care, better get it off my chest. Hee. &amp;amp; ohh, today was quite a deathful day despite the fun ): I had a damn high fever this morning can :/ Forehead was burning during dance, only subsided in the last half an hour? :/ Back again now though ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, damn damn stupid idea to go to Cyril's chalet  last night &amp;amp; drink so much &amp;amp; stay till 1am plus before cabbing  home :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAkDIqKWPnI/AAAAAAAABYA/BqDwX_xaplw/s1600/Pianoedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAkDIqKWPnI/AAAAAAAABYA/BqDwX_xaplw/s400/Pianoedit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478913868964445810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Somemore today need to wakeup early der. In the end, actually.. Never really sleep leh. Cause i fall asleep at 4am like that, wakeup again then go back sleep. Hardly got any rest :/ HEH. Okay, shall get a good sleep tonight &amp;amp; pray hard that i'll be feeling hundred times better tmrw for church! Meeting Felicia, wheee. Glad that it's okay alr. HAHA. &amp;amp; ohh, many thanks to Blair for texting with me &amp;amp; for saving my life just now(: HAHA :&gt; Thanks Yongjie for peih-ing me text ytd too! If it weren't for him, i die of dehydration alr! THANKS HOR! &amp;amp; ahah, you are fun to text with(: Must meet my ESTAACY boys one day play bkb &amp;amp; come my church hor you kumgong :D &amp;amp; talking bout my dearest ESTAACY boys, i miss them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss the laughter &amp;amp; the innocence you guys brought to me! Best, true guy friends ever! :&gt; &amp;amp; Thomas, Timothy &amp;amp; Johan, don't jealous(: You guys are alr at the brothers stage liao! HAHA. Meetup again soon for bonding okayy. Missyou guys tons! (: HAHA. I miss alot of people, woah. &amp;amp; in these few days to come i'm gonna be missing alot more cause many dearest people are going overseas! :/ Including that guy which my heart is flying after. Hope it won't bang into anything stalking him on his holiday :D HAHA. He still called me before he left so fine, lol. Anyway, till here for now! Nothing more. Shall post again tmrw, head is spinning alr, scared faint :/ LOL. Okayokay, bye deariehs! :P &amp;amp; click on my nuffnang if thr is before leaving okay? Please &amp;amp; thankyou! BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZXC.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:new times roman;font-size:200%;"  &gt;The best thing you can do is the right thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:new times roman;font-size:200%;"  &gt;The second best thing you can do is the wrong thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:new times roman;font-size:200%;"  &gt;&amp;amp; the worst thing you can do.. is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-550551894654509859?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/550551894654509859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/grudges-are-perfect-waste-of-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/550551894654509859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/550551894654509859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/grudges-are-perfect-waste-of-happiness.html' title='Grudges are a perfect waste of happiness, so love deeply &amp; forgive quickly.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAkDILYUMTI/AAAAAAAABX4/sHugymuUDGU/s72-c/11mci0j-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-2043386711791673696</id><published>2010-06-03T16:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T18:01:31.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling out of a perfect dream with the words you've said to her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAd70N8pr2I/AAAAAAAABXw/fuhaw4_S4_0/s1600/smashh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAd70N8pr2I/AAAAAAAABXw/fuhaw4_S4_0/s400/smashh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478483608746962786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Fake friends which i thought was true, &amp;amp; treated true smashed me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves :&gt; Hee, ohmygosh. I just realised something luh. Which is actually quite stupid for me to realise after such a long time, wheeee. HAHA(: I've became a loner ever since i've left the brothers. Why? Seems to me like every friend i've counted on the most, betrays me &amp;amp; disappoints me. Let's not only say the brothers, others also &amp;amp; they know who they are lah(: But sorry okay, not the brothers fault i got screwed up over friends &amp;amp; became a loner. They just prove to me i really shouldn't be so mindful about friends alr. I've no worst friend, cause those that are actually worst, they are alr no longer my friend. But i only have one friend, who brought to me more hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then any other friendship, or even BGR i've ever been through. Though i kept it in silence. Now i'm done with it, done with trying(: True right? Why work so hard for smth the other person is not trying about? Oh well. But nvrm, i know us. If our friendship is true, it wouldn't break. Giving up on it all alr, &amp;amp; putting it in fate's hand(: &amp;amp; wow, i just realised Wedding Dress not only is an effing nice song to freestyle to, but also to cry too. Meaningful manzxc the lyrics! Kinda explains how i feel right now :x Heh. The Korean version is much more meaningful then the english one, nicer too(: HAHA. But no, trust me, i doubt i'm gonna go crazy over the singer! At most the songs, lol. &amp;amp; i'm alr crazy over the dance fyi, credits to Jarrold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm gonna start rewatching BOF, i know it's like, damn old. But i feel like crying out, been long. I can't keep my emotions inside forever. Oh well. Staying at home to get a proper rest today. Dance again tmrw! (: Happy but i'm sure it'll be tiring. 11am-5pm. Meeting loves at 10:30am to recap abit etc etc. But it's dance, so worth it all! But first, in other to actually do well for the combined rehearsal tmrw &amp;amp; not screw it up like i did ytd is to well.. Rest, rehearse, &amp;amp; make sure my fever &amp;amp; headache goes down! HAHA(: okay, hungry now. Shall go &amp;amp; prepare dinner. Then maybe tonight going to Cyril's chalet? I'm tired, but i'll try to make it(: wheee. Okayokay, till here for now! Bye lovezxc, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Snappin out this misery, depression &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this aint me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cause I always  turn around - 180 degrees&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But this time you got control of me &amp;amp;&lt;span&gt; i cant explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Somebody call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;911 Emergency&lt;/span&gt;, before I  go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;insane&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-2043386711791673696?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/2043386711791673696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/falling-out-of-perfect-dream-with-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2043386711791673696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2043386711791673696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/falling-out-of-perfect-dream-with-words.html' title='Falling out of a perfect dream with the words you&apos;ve said to her.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAd70N8pr2I/AAAAAAAABXw/fuhaw4_S4_0/s72-c/smashh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-1482891998193508441</id><published>2010-06-02T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:08:10.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the midst of troubles, in the midst of pain, you'll know who is true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s283.photobucket.com/albums/kk296/VIP_ICYx3/Decorated%20images/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0309-05-23-2009.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk296/VIP_ICYx3/Decorated%20images/0309-05-23-2009.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello loves :&gt; Damn tired today manzxc, didn't sleep for the whole night ._. Don't ask why. HAHA(: &amp;amp; had dance from 10am-5:30pm today! I had consultation so was late for one hour but still, i'm tired ._. I'm not superwoman siah fyi. Didn't dance through but i'm tired luh, somem last night never sleep. Heng, tmrw's activities at night, so can sleep till late late. LOL. I'm tired! Sunday never sleep, Monday 3am then sleep, then ytd never sleep again. HAHA(: I think i tio insomnia. Hope not though, hmm. But although today was tiring, it was worth it(: Really. Fun siah! HAHA. I(L)dancemanzxc. After home, bathed etc etc. Went to meet Jeanette, Jackie, Deon, JunYong &amp;amp; Cyril for dinner, hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother still at hospital. Once again, outside food ): Sianzxc siah. Cause tamp eat till sianzxc, bus-ed to PasirRis for dinner. Had fun(: Damn funny, whole bunch of idiots. LOL, i missed Jeanette tons! So glad to meet her again.. it has been almost a year since we last met! Miss dancing with you at camp, miss the times we had heart-heart talks &amp;amp; cried through the phone etc etc. Thanks for being thr, i know you are true. &amp;amp;ofcourse, many thanks to those idiot boys who peih-ed me through dinner, making me laugh etc etc. Today was an awesomezxc day(: Whee. Although confronted Felicia bout some things &amp;amp; well, didn't go well. oh well. Can't be bothered so much alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, some thing Caleb said was true. So yeah, will not get affected alr. &amp;amp; yeah, sorry my friends spam your blog. They won't alr, i think.. i hope. Oh well, next time they want to leave comments, i'll ask them to put their own name. But well, everything was true, so we just let it go okay? Anyway, friday got dance practice again! 11am-5pm, wheee. Prepare to die (: LOL, jkjk! Dancing won't kill me der lah, love it so much. LOL. Today, once again, was awesome! I(L)my outside friends, most awesome. Cause not in the circle, don't have much probs, LOL. &amp;amp; ofcourse, ESTAACYclique, Yasmin, Fion, Elena(: Okay, shall end it off here. Nothing better to post &amp;amp; i'm damn damn tired! Nights readers, byeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm done with this, i'm done with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm done with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-1482891998193508441?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/1482891998193508441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-midst-of-troubles-in-midst-of-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1482891998193508441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1482891998193508441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-midst-of-troubles-in-midst-of-pain.html' title='In the midst of troubles, in the midst of pain, you&apos;ll know who is true.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i283.photobucket.com/albums/kk296/VIP_ICYx3/Decorated%20images/th_0309-05-23-2009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-13137478392029048</id><published>2010-06-01T20:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:02:50.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only way you can survive is to learn from mistakes and thrive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAUDfhUtK9I/AAAAAAAABXo/feEemHBfq4A/s1600/P1060512-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAUDfhUtK9I/AAAAAAAABXo/feEemHBfq4A/s400/P1060512-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477788361822120914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAUDfIQP2eI/AAAAAAAABXg/8X4w0Ko3LQ4/s1600/P1060397-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAUDfIQP2eI/AAAAAAAABXg/8X4w0Ko3LQ4/s400/P1060397-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477788355092535778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier;" &gt;Hee, digged up old photos cause i've not been camwhoring recently! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello dear readers :&gt; Whoo, back to post(: Mood has been quite good recently, especially today. HAHA(: found back some thing i've lost since the start of year. &amp;amp; all thanks to Jarrold, thanks senior! You are awesomezxc ttdc&amp;amp;ttm! Really. Thanks for the compliment beteeww(: &amp;amp; you dance damn nice okay, shuai dai le ;P HAHA. Anyway, yeap. Today had dance, it was fun.. Actually, pretty boring today :/ Mr. Gerard was like .. 1hr ++ late for dance, ohmygosh! HAAH :x After dance, stayed back to practice with friends, afterwards at canteen slack with Angeline &amp;amp; Samantha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till bout 4pm jiu bus-ed back to tamp. HAHA(: danced like nobody was watching at canteen to k-pop songs :P ( Although thr were like .. so many trackers at the other end of the canteen :x ) The beat is awesomezxc yeah. Wheeee! Been long since i danced like that, fun okayy. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; damn funny lor. Cause actually suppose to go Caleb house with Theon today. Then when i just said going to Caleb house, Angeline was like, do what ah(: LOL! Sick minded girl. Then i added in, WITH THEON. Then i said very very loudly " &amp;amp; not threesome okay! " :/ then ohmygosh lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAUDeoORuwI/AAAAAAAABXY/zrpsAI-SWyU/s1600/tumblr_l2ryd5CPM91qav92co1_r1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAUDeoORuwI/AAAAAAAABXY/zrpsAI-SWyU/s400/tumblr_l2ryd5CPM91qav92co1_r1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477788346494335746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got one teacher over thr. I kept laughing, so damn paiseh. Thank goodness the sec3 seniors left alr if not i'll be so embarrassed! :/ LOL. Anyway, after bus-ed back to tamp. Two big big rounds arnd tamp, then decided not to go to Caleb house alr cause need wait till 6:30pm = = &amp;amp; well, met Puffy aka Yasmin oh the bus! (: Bus-ed back to her house der busstop, then dinner-ed with her at S-11, she's awesome lor! (: love &amp;amp; miss her tons. One of my best listening ear, &amp;amp; everalsting bestieh! Calling her ltr at nine, wheeeee. HAHA, after dinner, chatted for a while more &amp;amp; homed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance like siao just now, cause i'm damn high! All thanks to dance(: &amp;amp; Jarrold is one of the best seniors ever okayy! Happy? (: LOL. I tmrw got dance again :D but need skip first hour ! ): cause of stupid consultation. Like, wth okay. &amp;amp; 10am tmrw! CAN DIE ): I ytd otp with Caleb till 3am++ , then he tired ask him go sleep. Then 4am fell asleep, slept till 10am wakeup, chiong-ed to school for dance. Quite tired, &amp;amp; tmrw still got dance + consultation. Sad! ): Think meeting Caleb for lunch tmrw, but not sure if can or not now that got dance ._. Oh well, haha. That's all for now? Nothing more to post alr(: bye loves :&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The pain you feel inside seems like something &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that everlasting  piece of hope still remains but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you gotta cope&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-13137478392029048?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/13137478392029048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/only-way-you-can-survive-is-to-learn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/13137478392029048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/13137478392029048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/06/only-way-you-can-survive-is-to-learn.html' title='The only way you can survive is to learn from mistakes and thrive.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAUDfhUtK9I/AAAAAAAABXo/feEemHBfq4A/s72-c/P1060512-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-182693065819179937</id><published>2010-05-31T18:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T19:33:02.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我不需要和你在一起才能感受得到幸福，</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAOd-rgpnwI/AAAAAAAABXQ/JXz3_eXAeOI/s1600/P1060576-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAOd-rgpnwI/AAAAAAAABXQ/JXz3_eXAeOI/s400/P1060576-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477395271969775362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAOd-YQiahI/AAAAAAAABXI/Cqdn4ZJV4SI/s1600/tumblr_l0rk1jW9Lo1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAOd-YQiahI/AAAAAAAABXI/Cqdn4ZJV4SI/s400/tumblr_l0rk1jW9Lo1qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477395266801920530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyya loves, just a majorly short post for now okay(: Wheee, i'm happy you know? Although i've a horrible horrible headache &amp;amp; a burning fever :/ &amp;amp; a total lack of sleep. HAHA(: Cause thr's that specific guy, who is just so awesome to me. Okay, fine, admit it :/ I still have a little feelings for him. But wait! A little bit only wor(: It's not like last time alr, now it's just like.. i've this weird weird feeling for him. no more tearing, no more sacrificing for him(: He also never make me cry ler wor, awesome guy okay! HAHA. He's sweet, know i today sick, want to sent me med &amp;amp; buy me dinner. Called me up frequently just to check if i'm okay, making sure i get enough rest, wanting me to sleep. Asking me to take care of myself in a desperate tone cause he knows he can't do anything ^ ^ So cuteeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; boy, i love your voice okay! Hee(: Thanks for singing to me, lol. That was nice of you, although kinda crazy. Wheeee. I know i'm not the one you love, &amp;amp; it's okay(: Cause you aren't the one i love either. But whether anot we have that bit of feeling for each, we both know okay(: This is a beautiful friendship. I feel like you really care, &amp;amp; i know you do. Who said i've to be with you to be happy, i'm actually very happy this way(: I've other guys, &amp;amp; you've other girls. But thr's just something bout you, makes you so different.. Cause i know you are different. HAHA(: Thanks for everything, hope it wouldn't end so soon okay! I'm still confused about how much you truely care, cause you've so many other girls going after you. It's hard to trust that you really do, but nvrm.. I'll be a little stupid &amp;amp; believe you hor(:&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:250%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I love that sweet melody in your&lt;br /&gt;voice when you say my name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-182693065819179937?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/182693065819179937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/182693065819179937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/182693065819179937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_31.html' title='我不需要和你在一起才能感受得到幸福，'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAOd-rgpnwI/AAAAAAAABXQ/JXz3_eXAeOI/s72-c/P1060576-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4434414311397572647</id><published>2010-05-31T12:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T13:12:07.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd rather live my life in pain then in numbness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TANEBH7CFOI/AAAAAAAABXA/A7JsCS6fxqo/s1600/airplanes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TANEBH7CFOI/AAAAAAAABXA/A7JsCS6fxqo/s400/airplanes.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477296357909861602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Don't stay on safe land, fly up to the danger above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello stalkers :&gt; Life's been boring.. Tskk, &amp;amp; guess what? Sucks ttdc&amp;amp;ttm! I just realised ever since the drama in my school, i'm no longer the same. No longer slacking out till night with friends, no more alcohol, no more mixing with the wrong company. All i do is just stay at home, be guaikia. That's all, oh man! That's so damn boring, &amp;amp; so what if it's good. Come on people! We only got one life to live, you think you are very good or happy if you are like that everyday? Might as well just die now = = No life anyway right? I don't just want to exist in this world like all those bunch of people, i want to live my life! Don't want to waste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is actually just like the game. God is the player, but we are the control device. For the only thing more powerful than God's desires, are our decisions&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;amp; to be honest, what's the point of playing a game, if it isn't fun? I'm asking for you people to live a life, not be like an idiot &amp;amp; robot without a life. but no, i'm not asking you guys to do stupid things which you know you shouldn't do. As long as it is within your conscious, do it. But.. Do not sin(: &amp;amp; yes, i'm emotional. i'll admit. The environment i grew up in build me this way, so what? You aren't me, you don't understand how hard it is living like this, so keep those mouths zipped(: One more word &amp;amp; i think i'm gonna lose my patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; hey, at least i'm living a life i can feel. I'm not gonna change my way, but i do mean what i say. I'm gonna go &amp;amp; slack after school, but not too over. Focus more on studies, but not become machiam like one nerd. I'm gonna have BGR, i just won't fall to deep, &amp;amp; NOT gonna get even a bit distracted from God! (: &amp;amp; well, ofcourse, i'm gonna give God the best years of my life, &amp;amp; devote more time to church! :D Last two confirmed. Hee. Gonna fill my entire iPod with worshipping songs! Caleb says its so cool, wonder if he's being sarcastic ._. HAHA(: Anyway, you know that Caleb Ng Jun Ren right? Yes yes, him(: He's an awesome friend of mine okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always thr, a true friend, i know it. Not like those other people. Wheeeeee. I've alot alot of awesome things to say bout him, but ultimately.. He's just my number1 dearest, most precious&amp;amp;beloved Gor! If only i had more friends like him(: He comforted me at my worse times, thankyou. Anyway, didn't sleep whole of last night. LOL :/ Ytd night tio kick out of house, went to stay with Jerome, on the car saw Caleb &amp;amp; his friend, Jiahao. LOL. Then car-ed to his house, usual thing, washed up, comp &amp;amp; prepared for bed. Didn't sleep whole night, stayed up chatting with Theon, then followed by Kimberlyn(: Thanks girl for everything! You too cheerup hor hor hor(: Then 5am like that, otp-ed with Caleb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked him to go to sleep one hour ltr. He was not feeling well, get well soon bro(: Tried to sleep, failed. He called me after he had breakfast with friend etc etc, talked with him etc etc till he tired, then jiu ask him go &amp;amp; sleep(: HAHA. Afterwards, Johann sent me to inter, bus-ed to Timothy house to meet, chatted for a while, jiu bus-ed back home. Bathed again etc etc, &amp;amp; here i am(: wheeeee. LOL. Boring now, damn. Maybe i should go &amp;amp; get some sleep now. Have not slept for whole night alr, tmrw got dance. need energy! Plus, i want to lose weight ._. HAHA(: So sleep, jiu won't feel hungry ler lor. WOOTS! Okayokay, nights people. 我要去睡觉了( : Meaning i want to go &amp;amp; sleep alr, LOL!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Click on my nuffnangs&lt;/span&gt; beeteeww, loveya` stalkers! Byezxceeeeeeeeee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:200%;"  &gt;Don't take my kindness &amp;amp; friendship for&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weakness&lt;/span&gt;, nor for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;granted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4434414311397572647?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4434414311397572647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/id-rather-live-my-life-in-pain-then-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4434414311397572647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4434414311397572647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/id-rather-live-my-life-in-pain-then-in.html' title='I&apos;d rather live my life in pain then in numbness.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TANEBH7CFOI/AAAAAAAABXA/A7JsCS6fxqo/s72-c/airplanes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-6358684049143722177</id><published>2010-05-30T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:30:44.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatred does not cease by hatred but only by love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAKEYROHpZI/AAAAAAAABW4/jx4V1_KWmBE/s1600/P1060806-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAKEYROHpZI/AAAAAAAABW4/jx4V1_KWmBE/s400/P1060806-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477085649310295442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyheyhey :&gt; Back to actually posting. Yeah, i know the previous post was like, damn emo :/ Heh, but it is true okay! But i'm okay ler lah(: Well, not really but i'm gonna be. I mean, i just want to spill out my emotions. Well, nothing much recently. Except AsiaConference on Fri &amp;amp; Pastor Steve Munsey's preaching on Sat! :D Both was awesome &amp;amp; inspiring. pastor Steve Munsey really spoke to me okay! It felt like i had an encounter with God after his prayer! Amen(: After that wonderful &amp;amp; totally life-changing service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrt-ed back to Tamp with Darryl, Theon &amp;amp; Felicia(: Promised Felicia i would peih her as she couldn't make it for the concert screening. Geraldine tagged along last min too. Dinner at kopitiam(: Then Geraldine left, the rest of us went to SunPlaza. HAHA(: This time even number, not scared liao. LOL. Walked two rounds, talked bout some stuff, had fun. Wheee(: LOL. Then go bkb court for 5mins, walked to my house downstairs. 7-11 &amp;amp; slacked. Felicia was sad ): I know why, but shhh, secret. Reached home, peih her talked when she on the taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; pei-ed her text to make sure she is okay, feeling better babe? ): Don't think so much okay! Wo he Darryl will xin tong der. LOL(: Okay, then bathed etc etc. Comp-ed, otp-ed with Theon&amp;amp;Caleb. Then after Theon kup-ed the phone. Talked bout all my family problems with Caleb, cried over the phone :x So paiseh. Thanks Gor okay, really. Thanks for everything! Loveyou trillions too(: Hee! You are forever my dearest most beloved&amp;amp;precious Gor hor hor hor hor(: Anyway, post again tmrw or soon! Otp-ing with Theon now. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The only way you can survive is to&lt;br /&gt;learn from mistakes and thrive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-6358684049143722177?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/6358684049143722177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/hatred-does-not-cease-by-hatred-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6358684049143722177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6358684049143722177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/hatred-does-not-cease-by-hatred-but.html' title='Hatred does not cease by hatred but only by love.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAKEYROHpZI/AAAAAAAABW4/jx4V1_KWmBE/s72-c/P1060806-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-5491800709896685317</id><published>2010-05-30T13:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T13:49:41.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我已经不相信爱情了，难道我也不能相信朋友吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAH6aeR2eVI/AAAAAAAABWw/GNrALvGF364/s1600/worstz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAH6aeR2eVI/AAAAAAAABWw/GNrALvGF364/s400/worstz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476933954570713426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cause the people around me broke me, betrayed me, lied to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hurt me, cheated on me, crushed me, judged me, discriminated me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&amp;amp; slowly.. killed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hello loves :/ So sorry for not posting so regularly now. I know my blog is damn dead, but i've been losing the passion &amp;amp; mood for blogging alr.. Why? Cause &lt;u style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my blog use to be a place i can always spill out my emotions, happy or sad&lt;/u&gt;. But guess what? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Many people judge me cause of it, does it mean just cause my blog says i'm sad i really am?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nope, not at all&lt;/span&gt;. A blog is a place for me to type out my daily lives, but more importantly.. My feelings. But no, people want to judge, &amp;amp; say lots of crap based on my blog but not me. Sick&amp;amp;tired of it all you know? Why do i always try to adapt to other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need those kinda judgemental people in my life you know? So just go away, really. Life just sucks right now. I'll be honest. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Why do friends always let me down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One by one, all fade away. Seems to me no friend is true&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Hate it, seriously ttdc&amp;amp;ttm. I've lost all trust &amp;amp; faith in love, i do not want friendship too. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My friends were always my biggest motivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Pushing me forward, reaching a sense of happiness&lt;/span&gt; i've not felt since SecondarySchool. &amp;amp; you know what? I miss primary school, i miss my dearest ESTAACY clique, i miss my dearest FionGirlf, &amp;amp; i miss all the other memories &amp;amp; friends i've had in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i know they've never left me, &amp;amp; hopefully.. They never will. But the fact that we are no longer in the same school cannot be changed. No matter what, we will drift. &amp;amp; i hate it .. Why is it so hard to find true friends? &amp;amp; why is it that when you do, it seems like it never lasts? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I've been hurt so badly before i'm afraid to  trust anyone except for God&amp;amp;I . It seems no friend is ever true ,  &amp;amp; there's no such thing as a friendship which can last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; ..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I've been counting so much on my friends &amp;amp; they've all let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  .. Is that the reason why now ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I find it so hard to believe in  friendships anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends i've sacrificed so much for, &amp;amp; the ones whom i've forgiven time &amp;amp; time over &amp;amp; over again for their betrayal .. seems like they don'tknow how to appreciate it. They still think that their new friends are better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;This is crap, i don't know what to do anymore. I've family problems &amp;amp; it's killing me inside out, BGR is something i can no longer feel for, &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;friendship seems to be something i can't trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; anymore&lt;/span&gt;.. Yes, dance is thr. But would it listen to you always? Nope. &amp;amp; ofcourse, i've my most wonderful God, but .. that doesn't mean i don't need relationships too right? Hais. What can i do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;other than shed tears now, &amp;amp; put a fake smile on my face &amp;amp; carry on with this life i feel that is dying out on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time i feel that i'm happy is when i'm at service, when i close my eyes &amp;amp; i feel like thr's only me&amp;amp;God. For i know, He is the one i can forever trust, &amp;amp; will never leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I lock my heart up cause i'm afraid of getting hurt by those i treasure the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.. &amp;amp; i fake a smile to pretend like i'm okay but no one, no one ever bothered to care enough to look close enough, to realised how fake that smile was. I'm losing myself, &amp;amp; now no matter how hard i try to look back, i can't seem to remember who i really was.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp; now, i'm a girl who can't have any happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For all my heart feels is pain, &amp;amp; no longer love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &amp;amp; i know i can't hold on any longer, cause.. love is the greatest motivation in life, without it.. life is meaningless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The most terrible poverty is loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the feeling of being unloved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But don't worry, the next time you see me,&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be laughing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; faking another smile,&lt;br /&gt;holding on strong, &amp;amp; pretending everything's okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-5491800709896685317?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/5491800709896685317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5491800709896685317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5491800709896685317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_30.html' title='我已经不相信爱情了，难道我也不能相信朋友吗？'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/TAH6aeR2eVI/AAAAAAAABWw/GNrALvGF364/s72-c/worstz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-8680178302888559637</id><published>2010-05-27T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:10:01.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>从开始我就跟你说了，玩不起，就不要玩。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_58BGb0H6I/AAAAAAAABWg/QQyzFL02Ulw/s1600/rewinds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_58BGb0H6I/AAAAAAAABWg/QQyzFL02Ulw/s400/rewinds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475950555278090146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;A goodbye Isn't painful unless you're never  going to say hello again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves :&gt; So sorry for not posting for such a frigging &amp;amp; ridiculously long time! :/ Not comparable to the other major dead blo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gs but still, my readers are diving down ): SAD OKAY! So here i am, back to post(: Alot of things has been happening recently, really ): Got good got bad. Bad is that all the things that happened is very sad or hurtful ): Hais! Good thing? I'm still happy now (though possibly i don't sound like it), &amp;amp; that i finally can feel that i'm actually living my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; life &amp;amp; not just exsiting! (: HEE. Ohh, firstly, i'm single alr :/ Hais, yeah, i broke with Perry.. Want to know why, ask me &lt;b&gt;personally&lt;/b&gt; okay? Well, i'm okay luh(: I just hope he is too. Sorry boy, but i told you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right from the start&lt;/span&gt;. Now it's game over, &amp;amp; as much as it hurts me to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't want any more restarts. Well.. Hais. Tuesday sucked ttdc&amp;amp;ttm! Wednesday was okay &amp;amp; today sucked too ): Hais. I hate school you know, people just sucks so much. I MISS SARATAN ): That girl! Hais, flying off to Japan &amp;amp; leaving me here. Hais ): Can cry okay! Babe, missyou tons! Come back soon love :&gt; I'll be honest, i don't like my class :/ &amp;amp; don't need to deny, i know i'm not the only one who feels this way. We have so many step bengs &amp;amp; lians. See alr also dulan = = If not step bengs&amp;amp;lians, we have bitches, backstabbers, gossipers, pangsehkias, etc etc. I think other than Sara, no one else to be close with D: I mean, yeah, some are good friends but i just can't fit in with them. Too nice&amp;amp;guai alr ._. HEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Sua bah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_58Aos_ZuI/AAAAAAAABWY/c5EYdhwOk-Q/s1600/tumblr_kzklb98o6i1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_58Aos_ZuI/AAAAAAAABWY/c5EYdhwOk-Q/s400/tumblr_kzklb98o6i1qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475950547297068770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've HOGC, DL5 people who are awesome! WOOTS(: Tmrw AsiaConference, once in a lifetime changing experience! Die die also must wake up :/ LOL. Anyway, have been otp-ing with Caleb Ng, my most precious &amp;amp; beloved GanGor (learn from you der!). He's awesome okay(: a true friend, who honestly cares. Thanks Gor for cheering me up ytd! So so sorry for being so sad ): I'M SMILING NOW :D Happy? HAHA! &amp;amp; many thanks to Huiqi, Adriena &amp;amp; Danette for the care &amp;amp; concern! &amp;amp; thanks for cheering me up &amp;amp; listening to me my dear AngKuKueh(: loveyou trillions too! Have been refraining from using vulgarities recently. &amp;amp; it's working(: HEE! So proud of myself. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tuesday's ECP thingy sucked ): worse still, tired like hell still need go for dance :/ But worth it(: cause i went for audition for MegaConcert &amp;amp; got in! Performing at Esplanade! Effing cool(: WOOTS. Can't wait! LOL. Can't believe i got in for jazz(: so heng. But still, i must brush up alot yeahh. HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HA(: &amp;amp; i know this is random, but my dear GanGor, cheerup&amp;amp;relax okay ): hate seeing you sad or whatever. Take a deap breath &amp;amp; i wish you the best of luck! HAIS. Currently chatting on msn with Elena(: miss that siaozharbor laopo of mine okayy! Like, majorly. Hehe :/ I know she misses me too(: no need to deny! LOL. Fallen in love with the song Break Your Heart by Taio Cruz ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_58BqS7oCI/AAAAAAAABWo/TC7zTQB5z-A/s1600/tumblr_kwmma5I6WR1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_58BqS7oCI/AAAAAAAABWo/TC7zTQB5z-A/s400/tumblr_kwmma5I6WR1qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475950564904509474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stupid kumgong gugugaga face Caleb keep suan me when i first heard it with him :/ HAHA(: he say describe me siah! Abit only lor, whr got bad till like that :/ HAHA. I'm so glad holidays are here! (: Finally away from that hell i'm forced to go everyday, sucks. I only want to go with SaraTan(: HEE! Thr are dance practices during the holiday, awesome(: &amp;amp; i'm performing for YOG too! HAHA ;P Awesome okayy! Tmrw need to wake up at arnd 5:30am, sianzxc! But i'll do it no matter what(: Got back report book, sianzxc. Okayokay lor, won't die i guess. Still acceptable(: LOL. Okayokay, shall post again soon next time! (: Think Sat or Sun okay? I'm otp-ing with my dear ELENALIM now! Wheeee! Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee . &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;CLICK ON MY NUFFNANG ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby, you know I love you, I really do, but I can't fight anymore for you &amp;amp; I don't know, maybe we'll be together again. Sometime, in another life.. Honestly, I wished that I could save you from the hurt. I'm sorry but I can't be your world. &amp;amp; the way you're holding on to me, makes me feel like I can't breathe. Just let me go.. It just won't feel right inside, God knows I've tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt; Before i loved and left  you , i told you " If you fall for me , I'm not easy to please. I'm  gonna tear you apart. I'm only gonna break your heart." told you from the start, baby from the start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So just leave me alone, get out of my face. I'm tired of love. Feeling so misplaced, time for you to go. 'Cause I know I'm better off on my own, this isn't gonna work. Don't call me on the phone, because I'm all out of words.. there was the time I thought you were the one, having some fun, getting it done. What an illusion, 'cause you were trying to take control of me.. That couldn't be, I need to be free of this confusion.. Don't give me a guilt trip, because I'm so over it. The pain you've caused is killing me inside out &amp;amp; i know i gotta run before i can't take it no more. I'm sorry, thanks for the memories. But i guess.. the future just has no more "us". There's gonna be, &amp;amp; thr's gonna be me, but together is some thing we don't belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:220%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" id="profile_status" &gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&amp;amp; now, it's all  done -&lt;br /&gt;Game over, &amp;amp; no more restarts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-8680178302888559637?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/8680178302888559637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/8680178302888559637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/8680178302888559637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_27.html' title='从开始我就跟你说了，玩不起，就不要玩。'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_58BGb0H6I/AAAAAAAABWg/QQyzFL02Ulw/s72-c/rewinds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-147413683405596988</id><published>2010-05-24T20:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:36:51.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I abhor people with no sense of originality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_p-93yx8mI/AAAAAAAABWI/BlEDO4hjnrE/s1600/mean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_p-93yx8mI/AAAAAAAABWI/BlEDO4hjnrE/s400/mean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474827898436317794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello deariehs :/ sorry blog has been quite dead recently okay, i've not really been in the mood. Nor do i really have the energy recently. Mood is cause of a friend, whom i guess can never see the things i've done for her. Still pangsehkia like she used to, at least she stopped backstabbing me, so sua. She doesn't treat me as a good friend, i need not do so either(: Normal normal can liao. &amp;amp; i've been damn tired recently, cause i said i've insomnia for the past few weeks right? It's alot better now, but still.. Hais :/ Anyway, ytd otp-ed with baby &amp;amp; ElenaLaopo(: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_p-9msF3xI/AAAAAAAABWA/yvTqg-Vhh4U/s1600/ICONATOR_e96756fba1032e3753877c0be0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_p-9msF3xI/AAAAAAAABWA/yvTqg-Vhh4U/s400/ICONATOR_e96756fba1032e3753877c0be0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474827893844860690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_p--eO01sI/AAAAAAAABWQ/gd2_AJ2Pg0c/s1600/P1060529-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_p--eO01sI/AAAAAAAABWQ/gd2_AJ2Pg0c/s400/P1060529-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474827908754495170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The two of them are cute eyh, keep on suan each other. Hoho, kept taking side with Laopo :/ sorry bi D: HAHA. Anyway, he's an awesome boyfriend okay! Hee, loveyou(: But yeah, keeping my word. No matter what, not getting distracted from God! God is still my number one, &amp;amp; one&amp;amp;only! (: Anyway, tonight gonna practice my dance steps for tmrw's audition for MegaConcert. Now otp-ing with Laopo &amp;amp; msn-ing with baby &amp;amp; AngKuKueh - My dearest Huiqi! &amp;amp; talking with her otp later! (: had a awfully terrible headache this afternoon, alot better but still hurts D: anyw, shall post again some other day. Bye loves :&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:200%;" &gt;I don't believe in 'forever's,&lt;br /&gt;I only believe in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; in a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-147413683405596988?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/147413683405596988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-abhor-people-with-no-sense-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/147413683405596988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/147413683405596988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-abhor-people-with-no-sense-of.html' title='I abhor people with no sense of originality.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_p-93yx8mI/AAAAAAAABWI/BlEDO4hjnrE/s72-c/mean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-5693077406162661145</id><published>2010-05-23T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:10:25.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No matter what the circumstances are, don't lose faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_lE3iXo_kI/AAAAAAAABVo/0D2ZkfOOxrQ/s1600/P1060858-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_lE3iXo_kI/AAAAAAAABVo/0D2ZkfOOxrQ/s400/P1060858-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474482542955003458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_lE3Px-GWI/AAAAAAAABVg/Dgd2S4kFZ4g/s1600/P1060788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_lE3Px-GWI/AAAAAAAABVg/Dgd2S4kFZ4g/s400/P1060788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474482537965164898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lo b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;byehs :&gt; Been long since i last posted, so darn sorry alrights! Didn't really had the time to blog as recently i've been talking on the phone non-stop with all my dearest friends! Anyway, nothing much anyway recently. Friday was awesome! (: Hee, dance resumed! Awesome okay! Even though i had to skip RedRain, but i guess it was worth it bah(: At dance i've all my awesome seniors &amp;amp; friends so.. Hmm, yeap! Afterwards chiong to HOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;C for Felicia's birthday, erm, nothing much bah. Over thr for a while jiu mrt-ed home alr :/ Then at night as usual, otp-ed with PerryNg Bengbeng &amp;amp; CalebNg my dearest GanGor! Awesomezxc(: Ohh Ohh, Theon too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_lE39KYDqI/AAAAAAAABVw/s_kxSuoafT8/s1600/P1060842-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_lE39KYDqI/AAAAAAAABVw/s_kxSuoafT8/s400/P1060842-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474482550147124898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(L)you 3 awesome guys okay! Cannot forget Kowit too! &amp;amp; well, talked with Darryl on friday night when we were otw to Sunplaza park &amp;amp; thr, he's a nice guy(: Not so cold after you get to know him. HAHA :D &amp;amp; Saturday was a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wesome, had RedRain! Wasn't high at first cause someone spoiled my mood.. But hais, forget it. In the end was damn damn high! (: But after concert, mood spoiled again. Kinda ruined RedRain for me but oh well.. Sua. Forget it bah. &amp;amp; ytd night, had a totally awesome time talking with PerryNg Bengbeng &amp;amp; Caleb! Woots(: Jealous? I know you are. Haha, jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_lE4K1LrAI/AAAAAAAABV4/eOlLn6nKsCg/s1600/P1060890-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_lE4K1LrAI/AAAAAAAABV4/eOlLn6nKsCg/s400/P1060890-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474482553816329218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PerryNg Bengbeng was majorly sweet ytd okay, mouth like dipped in honey hor hor hor :P But boy, what happened to you today? Talk on phone like sianzxc sianzxc one, i hated it. I was about to accept, but this morning changed it all. I've no idea what to do now :/ Either way, i won't get distracted from God. Oh well, hais. 20more mins before 11pm, the time when i've to make my decision.. Hope when we talk, you can be like ytd bah. Anyway, it was awesome having you as a friend(: So even if my answer is a no, we can still be friends right? Hope so bah(: Bye friends, otp with FionGirlf now! LOVE HER TONS OKAYY! Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:200%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I felt as though i was in love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;but then the next second you&lt;br /&gt;washed it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all away&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-5693077406162661145?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/5693077406162661145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-matter-what-circumstances-are-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5693077406162661145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5693077406162661145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-matter-what-circumstances-are-dont.html' title='No matter what the circumstances are, don&apos;t lose faith.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_lE3iXo_kI/AAAAAAAABVo/0D2ZkfOOxrQ/s72-c/P1060858-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-6431891500017983007</id><published>2010-05-20T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T19:44:25.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I want the most, the things my dreams are made of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_UgLd5HdnI/AAAAAAAABVY/czHR5MXygsU/s1600/quote12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_UgLd5HdnI/AAAAAAAABVY/czHR5MXygsU/s400/quote12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473316303513548402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves :&gt; Short post for now okay? Otp-ing with PerryNg Bengbeng! (: Today got back rest of the exam papers, sucked okay. Results like shit, glad i passed all though! (: Today was average uh, after school had late lunch/early dinner with Geraldine, Nicole &amp;amp; Danette. Anyway, had tons of fun, thanks yeha! Shall end my post here, damn short, i know. But busy, sorraye! ): byeeeeeeeeee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-6431891500017983007?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/6431891500017983007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-i-want-most-things-my-dreams-are_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6431891500017983007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6431891500017983007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-i-want-most-things-my-dreams-are_20.html' title='The things I want the most, the things my dreams are made of.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_UgLd5HdnI/AAAAAAAABVY/czHR5MXygsU/s72-c/quote12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-8725042554084728169</id><published>2010-05-19T20:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:29:09.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>多情的人注定伤的比较深，愛一个人，別太认真。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_PjF4GeeJI/AAAAAAAABVQ/LzZ3z2CjlEU/s1600/tumblr_l1duqbCWE41qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_PjF4GeeJI/AAAAAAAABVQ/LzZ3z2CjlEU/s400/tumblr_l1duqbCWE41qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472967662283683986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello my precious stalkers :&gt; Hee, today has been an average day. Nothing much bah :/ Yesterday night otp-ed with Theon, then Caleb joined call. After he kup, continued talking with Theon for 1hour++, then that idiot say he tired = = Want go sleep. LOL, so talked w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ith Perry. Hee! Thanks tons okay boy. You are such an awesome friend luh(: Bonded so much with you last night. Haha! PerryNg BENGBENG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;♥ ! Thanks for peih-ing me text&amp;amp;talk till late at night ytd &amp;amp; this morning - evening! &amp;amp; i'm not lianlian okay, anyhow der you :x HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this morning actually wanted to skip school.. In the end, didn't. Didn't get to talk with Fion on the phone ytd cause she was damn tired ): Hais.. Nvrm, will happ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;en one day der. Anyway, so woke up at 7:30am, chiong chiong chiong, then go school. Reached school, talked with Sara, awesome friend(: Then the morning thingy thingy start liao luh. Afterwards, literature. Stupid okay, i had to sit at the pavilion alone doing essay cause i didn't do the essay assignment cause i was absent = = I sit like one kumgong, then just anyhow chiong cause i want to go back class get my results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, results were quite good(: Heng. LOL, A2. But my class is the lowest for literature among all the express classes. Diao = = Then teacher over thr say. Hais. After that, geog. Texted for the whole lesson with Benedict&amp;amp;Perry &amp;amp; the rest of day too. MYE result was like shit, but just glad a pass bah. C5, haiyo. Not the lowest for sec1! Awesome(: LOL. Then recess, hee. Spent it as usual with SaraTan(: We are kinda getting closer, awesome! Haha. Then afterwards, chinese. Ohmygoash, results were horrible. That PengTianXin did very well lor, haiyo. Smartass uh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_PjEtDPKwI/AAAAAAAABVA/I8jiZ0xrvIE/s1600/P1060577-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_PjEtDPKwI/AAAAAAAABVA/I8jiZ0xrvIE/s400/P1060577-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472967642137438978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_PjFEFIA_I/AAAAAAAABVI/p6GYP9bjfDU/s1600/P1060573-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_PjFEFIA_I/AAAAAAAABVI/p6GYP9bjfDU/s400/P1060573-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472967648319374322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think i got B4 bah ._. After mothertongue, i thought English! So happy, wanted to know results. In the end, D&amp;amp;T. I failed = = Cause teacher cannot find my assignments which i passed up? Wth. Pissed leh, i spent my time&amp;amp;effort making it &amp;amp; then i got 0 cause the paper don't know fly to whr. Wkao. Forget it, teacher better find my paper. I then don't want to fail D&amp;amp;T. Anyway, after that jiu bus-ed home, suppose to meet Elena, didn't, cancelled. Then jiu 2rounds arnd Tamp then homed(: Bathed etc etc, otp-ed with Perry that AhBeng(: LOL. Then i jiu cook dinner, &amp;amp; freak. Overcooked it, so dump it away then go buy take-away. Haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then eat&amp;amp;otp at same time. Talked for 2hours++ liao, i damn tired cause slept quite late last night. Then jiu kup phone with Bengbeng, go &amp;amp; sleep. Sleep for 10mins or so, Caleb accidentally send wrong msg to my house phone. Wokeup, listened to the message, called him, talk for a while. Hais, got things happen again. Hope it is not what it seems, i don't want the person to be pangseh kia okay, pangseh-ing old friends for new ones. &amp;amp; somemore, that clique = = If it is true, disappointed. Hais, anyway, that's all for today! Thankyou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;PERRY NG BENG BENG ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for the day! Anyway, shall post till here. Otp-ing with Geraldine now. Byeeeeeeeeeloves :&gt; Last but not least, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CLICK ON MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NUFFNANG&lt;/span&gt; PLEASE&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;THANKYOU&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;My heart sure knew how to blind me,&lt;br /&gt;and my emotions were so unkindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now when I say it is over, it really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-8725042554084728169?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/8725042554084728169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-i-want-most-things-my-dreams-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/8725042554084728169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/8725042554084728169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-i-want-most-things-my-dreams-are.html' title='多情的人注定伤的比较深，愛一个人，別太认真。'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_PjF4GeeJI/AAAAAAAABVQ/LzZ3z2CjlEU/s72-c/tumblr_l1duqbCWE41qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-5547003664747648442</id><published>2010-05-18T18:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:34:24.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking down memory lane, everything seems so plain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_KA-GI2MaI/AAAAAAAABUg/eYwNEVErRmM/s1600/REMINISC0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_KA-GI2MaI/AAAAAAAABUg/eYwNEVErRmM/s400/REMINISC0333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472578301496537506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_KA9hkdhMI/AAAAAAAABUY/1im7Ao8bVzg/s1600/REMINISC0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_KA9hkdhMI/AAAAAAAABUY/1im7Ao8bVzg/s400/REMINISC0329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472578291680249026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at those two chiobus(: Pictures were taken during the Dress-Up Game ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello my dear faithful stalkers :&gt; I'm in a prettaye good mood now, so school was very very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;boring&amp;amp;sianzxc = = But afterwards was awesome! Whee. Ytd slept at 3am++, lol. I'm still having problems sleeping, could anyone suggest anything? ._. ofcourse, something that might actually work. Haha. Yesterday night didn't turned out as planned, still totally awesome though! In the end, ended up talking to Theon&amp;amp;Danette! (: Ohmygosh manzxc, been so long since i last chatted with him. &amp;amp; first time talking with Danette was awesome! Really made my day, thanks! Oh, &amp;amp;..&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theon, cheerup&amp;amp;be happy okay! I was so sad when i heard you fake a smile der siah ): Don't ever fake a smile again, if you are happy - smile, if you are sad - just cry or pout. Cause faking a smile is so much more painful, hate to see you sad my dear friend ): &amp;amp; don't ever forget, i'm forever willing to be your listening ear(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hmm, anyway, many thanks to Danette!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Thanks for sharing your past, &amp;amp; all those words you've said. Glad to know i've true friends in this world, I had such a good time talking to you! Thanks for offering your listening ears(: take care! See you on thursday for lunch. God bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, after talking with them for about 4hours added together, i went to sleep. Took bout 1hour so was very very tired this mor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ning ._. I didn't want to go school but mother insisted so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hais ): Was so so so effing tired! &amp;amp; to make things wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rse, the day in school wasn't good. ECP trip was postponed due to bad weather, &amp;amp; the games &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;though thanks to PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;L for trying to arrange it, played it before so many times alr! Will sianzxc der leh ): &amp;amp; somemore during PhotoHunt the sun was scorching, wlao. How could i possibly be in good mood siah? = = But after school = AWESOME !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_KA-anx8iI/AAAAAAAABUo/tBaBBOAX_Zo/s1600/away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_KA-anx8iI/AAAAAAAABUo/tBaBBOAX_Zo/s400/away.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472578306994991650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bus-ed back to tamp, Bus10 came fast, thank gosh. And after reached tamp, took one big round around tamp then went back to inter to meet Geraldine for lunch at mac(: Haha. After that, went to top up card, go T1 followed by TM. Hee, had quite alot of fun(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ught this big big clip luh, damn awesome. Hee(: Then after that, 1big round around tamp before Geraldine alighted ._. She keep "bullying" me on the bus, tskk! Lol(: Then i was laughing like one crazy auntie luh. She ah.. Chorlor zharbor, haiyo. Afterwards continued rest of ride &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in peace, listening to music(: Then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathing half way, Kowit text me ask me to have dinner together(: So okayokay, bathe finish, change clothes etc etc, chiong to S11 to meet him for di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nnner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Quick dinner, bubbletea, walked home, slacked downstairs then upstairs for about half an hour before he went home. Thanks for sending me home okay(: Hee! So long never see him liao? G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lad to see him today. So yeah, school life is boring &amp;amp; i don't really li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ke it. But my outside friends/life rocks! So hmm.. Doesn't really matter yeah? I hate pangseh kias &amp;amp; stuff, so sheesh, just lone in school luh. Rather trust no one then wrong one(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not being saddist hor ._. I mean, r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eally right? I not so stupid to trust wrong person, then tio backstabbed &amp;amp; etc. Not gonna count on any friends except for church friends for now! Not until i find a true friend who won't pangseh = = Hais, i kn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ow it is hard. But at least i've HOGC people right(: &amp;amp; they rock, are true friends, fun to be with &amp;amp; won't pangseh or backstab! Wow, awesome manzxc. Talking bout church, so sad that i can't make it for the Churchwide Prayer Meeting today! ): &amp;amp; OHMYGOSH! RedRain is only.. 3moredays away! Felicia's birthday also luh ._. But sad okay ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_KA_PpqQJI/AAAAAAAABU4/sBlmAVpH6HA/s1600/tumblr_kzm9aooHFL1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_KA_PpqQJI/AAAAAAAABU4/sBlmAVpH6HA/s400/tumblr_kzm9aooHFL1qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472578321229955218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to cry liao, can't make it for that day due to dance CCA! As much as i love dance ttdc&amp;amp;ttm, i wish it will be cancelled! ): I want to go to RedRain with Theon, Geraldine&amp;amp;Felicia! WLAO ): Dear Mr. Gerard, please have smth on that day. Sorry to other TMS Freestylers okay1 ): Okay.. Doubt that would come true anyway, but must be polite :/ &amp;amp;&amp;amp; awe ): I miss Roy! As a friend luh(: It has been so so long since we last talked okay. Saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; him many times today but cause he's not my class PSL, didn't really get to talk. Sad sad, chat again once school reopen after JuneHolidays hor! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's an awesome friend, always making me lau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gh. Thanks Benedict too beeteeww! He's awesome too yeah(: Suddenly texted me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; asked me to text with him during the WetWeather thingy ._. Made my day so less boring luh! He's fun to text too okay(: &amp;amp;&amp;amp; yesyes, we shall play basketbal together one day! JuneHolidays okay(: I want see you! LOL. Talking on phone with Fion, my dearest grilfriend tonight(: YAY! Can't wait. Haha, miss her tons. Sad she can't make it for RedRain! ): Anyway, till here for now! Shall go &amp;amp; do some other things. LOL, byebye deariehs! Beeteeww, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CLICK ON MY NUFFNANG PLEASE&amp;amp;THANKYOU !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; now nothing remains, even the long lasting  pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My mistake was making you my aim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I could not stop myself from  being the player of your game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But it's all over now, so goodbye to  you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-5547003664747648442?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/5547003664747648442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/walking-down-memory-lane-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5547003664747648442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5547003664747648442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/walking-down-memory-lane-everything.html' title='Walking down memory lane, everything seems so plain.'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_KA-GI2MaI/AAAAAAAABUg/eYwNEVErRmM/s72-c/REMINISC0333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4068830846056272849</id><published>2010-05-17T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:28:12.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_FDtr37O1I/AAAAAAAABUQ/Cd9JIB4aScU/s1600/27242_1319492421702_1062537456_3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_FDtr37O1I/AAAAAAAABUQ/Cd9JIB4aScU/s400/27242_1319492421702_1062537456_3-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472229474382330706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:300%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:300%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EUGENECHANJUNHONG !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My dear boy, missed you tons eyh. Seen you few time after graduated but never really got the chance to have an actual conversation. So.. here i am, writing you a post for your birthday yeah. Awesome me right? BHB, i know i know(: haha. But we all know it's true! Anyway, how's life? Hope God is blessing you through it &amp;amp; things are going well with friends, family, studies &amp;amp; whatever other problems you have(: Got new girlfriend mah? Got must tell me hor, make me feel jealous abit :P HAHA! Thanks for the memories okay boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;You are one of those i'll never forget, hee. First boyfriend i took seriously, feel hounoured! Though it was in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;, i still cherish the memories, &amp;amp; you as a friend, thanks ♥ ! I've changed quite alot, what about you? Or are you still as childish as last time huh huh huh? I think so bah(: hee, jkjk dearieh! Miss you tons yeah, meetup soon. Don't go up secondary school forget me liao hor, don't you dare pangseh or else i will smack you upside down :P Once again, happy birthday boy. 13years old liao, be more mature hor hor hor! (L)you ttdc&amp;amp;ttm my dear friend !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s: No people, i do not love him. Only as a friend ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4068830846056272849?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4068830846056272849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4068830846056272849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4068830846056272849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy birthday !'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_FDtr37O1I/AAAAAAAABUQ/Cd9JIB4aScU/s72-c/27242_1319492421702_1062537456_3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4792233748347722766</id><published>2010-05-17T17:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T20:44:22.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>当我跟你说再见时，我就不会在回头了</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJHX7cMPI/AAAAAAAABT4/oSw3TYGLJs8/s1600/forgots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJHX7cMPI/AAAAAAAABT4/oSw3TYGLJs8/s400/forgots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472165044518924530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello loves :&gt; firstly, tag me to be linked/relinked! lost all my links. &amp;amp; i'm so very very bored now. became guaikia liao, after sch jiu go back home ler(: okay luh, bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ring, but then it is better then hanging outside with nothing to do bah :/ anyway, so so sorry have not been really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; posting. busy mah :/ haha. okay, so, Saturday was awesome! metup with Geraldine at about 1pm or so, then jiu mrt-ed to PayaLebar to meet Danette for secondar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yschoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lservice@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HOGC! it was awesome, as usual. learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t about expanding our tents etc etc, Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, lunch/dinner at Long John Silver with the girls of DL5, awesome! hee, then Felicia came to meet us. then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; had a little bit of problems but all resolved now. hah, i will pray for him. God will forgive of his sins as long as he is willing to repent, just hoping that he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; will(: but hais, seriou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sly okay, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you want to call yourself a Christian, behave like one first. do not disgrace the name of God &amp;amp; JesusChrist!&lt;/span&gt; anyway, after we eat finish, headed back to church for main service! awesome, totally! PastorLia's preaching was really motivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJGNBy_uI/AAAAAAAABTg/yHBzDvNnpKU/s1600/P1060630-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJGNBy_uI/AAAAAAAABTg/yHBzDvNnpKU/s400/P1060630-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472165024412925666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wished my mother was thr ._. don't ask why! hahaha :P decided to really work towards my dream of dancing, that is the thing that makes me come alive! so it really doesn't mat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ter what people say. haha(: afterwards, me, Geraldine&amp;amp;Felicia went off to have din&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ner on our own first so tha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t we can talk bout some private stuff :/ hee. afterwards, metup with Adreina'll for a while &amp;amp; mrt-ed to tamp with Felicia&amp;amp;Geraldine. camwhored on the train, okay, we were effing noisy ._. haha, then afterwards, Felicia bus-ed back home followed by Geraldine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reached home, bathed, etc etc, then jiu comp, otp with Geraldine, then sweet dreams(: awesome. next day was boring ): in the morning tio nagged awake by my mother. went to hosp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ital to see my great grandfather, ohmygosh okay.. i see him lie thr i was overwhelm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ed with guilt. don't feel like talking bout it.. but i just want to tell all of you to appreciate whoever you have in your life now, even if they are irritating or whatever. cause one day.. when some things happen, you'll reg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ret. &amp;amp; by that time, it's too late. so cherish everyone, cause every single person makes up your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJF5_aDNI/AAAAAAAABTY/ic4mJFTDWuw/s1600/P1060663-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJF5_aDNI/AAAAAAAABTY/ic4mJFTDWuw/s400/P1060663-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472165019302628562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;treasure them(: i'll pray for my greatgrandfather to get better. anyone if free, just call me up okay? i need to talk on phone with someone ): anyway.. after that, went to cousin's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for the usual monthly dinner thing. boring&amp;amp;major sianzxc-ness as usual, otp-ed with teng&amp;amp;Caleb for a while, then jiu homed. at night, talk-ed on phone with my dearest girlfy! FionLim(: i miss th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;at girl okay! been so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; long, promised to meetup asap. talking with her agian tonight. after she went to sleep, otp-ed with Geraldine till night, then we both went to dreamland. life's boring, but good. i'm truly happy now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've changed, so please stop mentioning how i was in the past(": please&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thankyou! today was sianzxc, though awesome somewhat. had some PostExamActivities thingy, no idea what was that :/ appeared to be some thing like what we did during secondaryone orientation ._. was boring luh the games.. but hee, my group members are funny okay! we were like whole bunch of idiots, kept me laughing. had many a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wesome friends peih-ing me text after recess. many many thanks to all of you hor hor hor! appreciate it. bonded tons with VenessaHan &amp;amp; Janice! awesome(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJGtsqcNI/AAAAAAAABTo/8NoJwuM7nro/s1600/P1060642-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJGtsqcNI/AAAAAAAABTo/8NoJwuM7nro/s400/P1060642-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472165033182654674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_ELReVsaRI/AAAAAAAABUA/3Vudu2YUM10/s1600/P1060616-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_ELReVsaRI/AAAAAAAABUA/3Vudu2YUM10/s400/P1060616-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472167417061599506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;invited them for RedRain ( which i TOATALLY can't wait! ). after that, bus-ed back to Tamp with Gaby &amp;amp; then 293 - 2 big rounds around Tamp then homed. it rocks having quiet time to yourself. tmrw going to ECP, i've no idea for what but heh .. just go lor(: bo bian. now tired, gonna maybe take a nap or smth soon? then otp with Fion&amp;amp;Geraldine again tonight! can't wait! GIRLFY ): WO HAO XIANG NI AH! (: idc if i sound lesbo, that's called sisterly-friendship love. haha. she's the one i can really talk to &amp;amp; connect with. loveher. miss the memories, DuckyLim♥DuckyMak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our two secret, shhh :P &amp;amp; ohhohh, i've gotten over that person ler. never really had the motivation till last night. so goodbye okay(: thanks for the me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mories &amp;amp; for the best yet worse days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;you know iloveyou, i  really do. but I can't fight anymore for you, so it's time i've let go  ... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 &amp;amp; poof ! (: boy , i'm 101% over you! haah(: God's love reigns over all. though i gotta admit.. without BGR, life is kinda.. boring now. at this age luh, cause no work or anything mah :/ but no matter what, not gonna get distracted from God liao. no more BGR till the right one comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJGw_le2I/AAAAAAAABTw/asWEOlegXqE/s1600/P1060648-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJGw_le2I/AAAAAAAABTw/asWEOlegXqE/s400/P1060648-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472165034067327842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;the one whom loves me more than i love him, the one who loves God as much as i do, &amp;amp; the one who makes me feel so special, cause he chose me over all the others(: the one who will never lie to me, the one who trust me, the one.. whom protects me, the most imperfect guy, whom to me is gonna be perfect. &amp;amp; to that imperfect guy, i am perfect(: hee. i know, fairytale little girl land. so what? i'm happy right! and who says i can't be immature, huh huh huh? i'm only 13 leh(: long way to go. &amp;amp; people, seriously, keep your blabber shut about "me being too young for BGR".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's crap = = just because you are young you don't deserve love? bullshit hor. it's just that we shouldn't take it as our ALL at this age, not NOT have it. get your facts right honeys. hmm(: okayokay, till here for now. beeteeww, what does everyone think of the new skin? simplicity is the best mah. hor? anyway, give some comments at tagboard, thanks! but hor, i don't need any negative comments yeah. thanks ;P majorly bored now. shall look for entertainments bah, any suggestions? hahahaha, okayokay. byeeeeeeeee babeyhs. fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:300%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Live life like there's no tomorrow ♥&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Cause one of these days you are gonna be right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4792233748347722766?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4792233748347722766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4792233748347722766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4792233748347722766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='当我跟你说再见时，我就不会在回头了'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EJHX7cMPI/AAAAAAAABT4/oSw3TYGLJs8/s72-c/forgots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-6305337764809782621</id><published>2010-05-17T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:35:34.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the tags ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EMcuL6evI/AAAAAAAABUI/dwd_4PS4VOw/s1600/bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EMcuL6evI/AAAAAAAABUI/dwd_4PS4VOw/s400/bridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472168709805734642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Reply to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Felicia says &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;: todayz ish awesomeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Reply : Yeap, totally(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Felicia says &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;: SORRY D: YING WEI WO MEN BU CLOSE LE  MAH. DON'T WORRY I STILL LOVE YOU VERY MUCHHHH. ^^v ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ying wei ni bu gen wo jian hua liao mah ._. you ni de na ge mao mao  clique he Darryl bu yao wo le. i cry hor i tell you ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Felicia says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: ♥  HELLO SEE YOU LATER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Reply : Okayokay(: ♥ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIVIEN^^ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;: Taqqed Babe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  TakeLottsOfCare. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Reply : Thanks babe, you take care too alrights! (L).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;click&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Passerby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; : hw u make the pictures lyke side by  side? anw, tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Reply : Erm.. firstly, put your own name instead of passerby yeah. Thanks for the tag. &amp;amp; hmm.. when you upload the picture, put the layout as left instead of center? ( i think )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;click the="" link="" vote="" where="" you="" want="" to="" go="" for="" class="" 7="" gathering="" reply="" orh=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;passerby &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Reply : Please put you own name &amp;amp; (: back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;SylviaL &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;: Taggies Jie(: See you later(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Reply : Alrights, seeyou(: thanks for tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://everrlasting-lovee.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Yunxuan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; : HELLOS EUNICEEEEE:D See you sooon! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Reply : HELLO ! :D Hee, see you soon too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; : HELLO TAG HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Reply : Hello, thanks for tag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.speechless-lurve.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Flavia &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;: Tags Jie ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Reply : Thanks meih ♥ loveyou &amp;amp; missyou !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/click&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/click&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-6305337764809782621?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/6305337764809782621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks-for-tags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6305337764809782621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6305337764809782621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks-for-tags.html' title='Thanks for the tags ♥'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S_EMcuL6evI/AAAAAAAABUI/dwd_4PS4VOw/s72-c/bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-2714641385329024761</id><published>2010-05-15T21:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:41:55.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day by day , my faith will grow (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-61R9cqezI/AAAAAAAABS4/v8tFaq9NzUg/s1600/cares.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-61R9cqezI/AAAAAAAABS4/v8tFaq9NzUg/s400/cares.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471509917458922290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'd rather be hurt  by the truth than be protected by a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey loves :&gt; just a short short post for today as i'm otp with Geraldine now . today was an awesome day at HOGC , shall post bout my day some other day yeah . tmrw going out for i think whole day = = sianzxc ! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; hee , awesome(: my love &amp;amp; faith for God is growing deeper &amp;amp; deeper each day . beeteeww , the picture&amp;amp;quote's credits goes to Cynthia (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;byeeeeeee .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-2714641385329024761?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/2714641385329024761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-by-day-my-faith-will-grow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2714641385329024761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2714641385329024761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-by-day-my-faith-will-grow.html' title='day by day , my faith will grow (:'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-61R9cqezI/AAAAAAAABS4/v8tFaq9NzUg/s72-c/cares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4213665374421965521</id><published>2010-05-14T21:25:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:44:57.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What other love do I need when I have God's ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aVdaI45I/AAAAAAAABSw/AxGdWzpkmYs/s1600/YoureBeautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aVdaI45I/AAAAAAAABSw/AxGdWzpkmYs/s400/YoureBeautiful.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471128447043036050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aloha readers ! :D HAHAHAHAHA . i'm super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; duper majorly awesomely high now ! ohmygosh okay ! HOGC people are so so so frigging awesome ! many loves &amp;amp; hearts for them okay (: today was an awesome day ! many many misunderstandings etc etc have been cleared , today cl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eared 3misunderstandings ler , awesome hor hor hor ? (: HAHA . okay , i'm still majorly high ! lol ! (: hmm .. let's see yeah . today , in the morning , rushed to meet Danette at mrt , made her wait , so sorry ! ): then mrt-ed to PayaLebar , met Adriena at LongJohnSilver , eat till half way , Huiqi , Huiyu &amp;amp; their friends came too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all cramped at one small table , lol , so cool yeah . feel the love ~ hahahah (: then afterwards , went to HOGC for movie screening , metup with Felicia&amp;amp;Geraldine . then we go &amp;amp; introduce ourselves to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; everyone , met so many more awesome people ! hee , met a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nother dancer , Rachel ! awesome (: sorry if spell name wrongly kayy . haha . then after intro intro , watched PassionOfChrist . ohmy luh . Huiqi was so cute okay(: keep covering her eyes , haa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. &amp;amp; me&amp;amp;Felicia kept on crying okay ! the movie was so sad &amp;amp; touching luh . i mean .. seeing how Jesus was tortured , &amp;amp; seeing how He laid down His life for us , for our sins , how can i help but to pain &amp;amp; shed tears for Him ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aUA0ri-I/AAAAAAAABSQ/Mb2-uYA_fPk/s1600/P1060515-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aUA0ri-I/AAAAAAAABSQ/Mb2-uYA_fPk/s400/P1060515-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471128422189861858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aUzTBC0I/AAAAAAAABSg/r8WD8kcpqW0/s1600/P1060554-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aUzTBC0I/AAAAAAAABSg/r8WD8kcpqW0/s400/P1060554-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471128435738872642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He gave up his life for us , He shed so many blood for us , what are the tears that we shed compared to ? Jesus is our greatest friend okay , who else would lay do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wn His life like that for us ? He was not only crucified okay , he was tortured like hell before he was crucified , His love for us is so great . &amp;amp; so is God's , He sent his one&amp;amp;only begotten son to this earth to die for OUR sins okay , how great is His love ? BGR etc etc now longer mean that much to me anymore , you know why ? cause what else matters when i know God loves me ? i use to feel insecured , weak , judged etc etc , but now God has really came into my life , i no longer felt like that .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel secured , i feel loved , it no longer matter what people looked at me , cause no matter how imperfect i am , God loves me &amp;amp; see me like i'm His princess . today changed me alot , even more than it alr did . i'm becoming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;more &amp;amp; more devoted alr (: it's awesome ! then after CG ( which was totally awesome okay ! i cried during prayer :/ thanks Adriena ! ) , had some bonding time with the girls . chatted tons with alot alot of people (: then played bkb with Felicia , Geraldine &amp;amp; those guys whom i do not know . then very funny okay , my pants was so frigging loose , i take few steps pull up pants once = = machiam like one idiot , lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aUXwN1XI/AAAAAAAABSY/XANiKISEi6I/s1600/P1060516-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aUXwN1XI/AAAAAAAABSY/XANiKISEi6I/s400/P1060516-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471128428345152882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aVO65TNI/AAAAAAAABSo/LdeCHAJ2Krs/s1600/P1060570-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aVO65TNI/AAAAAAAABSo/LdeCHAJ2Krs/s400/P1060570-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471128443153894610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then went off for dinner at KFC with Geraldine&amp;amp;Felicia (: bonded more during that time . i couldn't finish the KFC , was effing full . not much appetite , no idea why ._. then afterwards , went off , at outside KFC thr talk talk talk , sing sing sing the song "ThankYou" . awesome song okay ! ;D haaa , then we say tmrw they come my house then we sing sing worship songs , then maybe film down(: can't wait ! after slack thr for half an hour or so , mrt-ed back to tamp . walked to library for toilet , bought bubble tea then Felicia bus-ed home then me&amp;amp;Geraldine walked to busstop , then her bus come i went off liao(: awesome day today okay ! love you all tons ! *inserts many hearts&amp;amp;loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tmrw &amp;amp; next weeek also luh ! (: tmrw Felicia&amp;amp;Geraldine coming my house at 11am for worshipping etc etc , then we go GreenApple for lunch then to church for secschool service &amp;amp; main service ! can't wait okay ! then next week is REDRAIN alr ! :D can't wait once again ! then next Sunday got some mass worshipping thing at forgot what stadium , awesomeee ! (: hee , next week is gonna be awesome awesome awesome ! i hope dance is resuming next week to make things even more &amp;amp; more awesome bah ! i'm still high ._. okayokay , till here for now bah(: i gtg , otp-ing with Geraldine liao ! bye loves :&gt; click on my nuffnang please&amp;amp;thankyou ! (L)you HOGC peeps ! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:350%;" &gt;Always i will sing your praise .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Reply to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;joey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; : Eunice jieh relink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reply : Orh ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;joey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://lovinqq-heartz.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://lovinqq-heartz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reply : Relink-ed .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;SylviaL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; : Taggies Eunice. ILY manymany. hahas. Eh,  my blog link I sunday then give eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reply : Suresure(: see you this Sunday .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Felicia says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; : HELLO ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reply : HELLO ! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4213665374421965521?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4213665374421965521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-other-love-do-i-need-when-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4213665374421965521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4213665374421965521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-other-love-do-i-need-when-i-have.html' title='What other love do I need when I have God&apos;s ?'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-1aVdaI45I/AAAAAAAABSw/AxGdWzpkmYs/s72-c/YoureBeautiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-5388202238297004818</id><published>2010-05-14T11:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:56:08.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know happiness is the key to life ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-zJcu5N0MI/AAAAAAAABSA/sOiKMSRb2zQ/s1600/P1060576-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-zJcu5N0MI/AAAAAAAABSA/sOiKMSRb2zQ/s400/P1060576-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470969142809841858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-zJdCpxJ1I/AAAAAAAABSI/1D37NTeE-64/s1600/P1060575-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-zJdCpxJ1I/AAAAAAAABSI/1D37NTeE-64/s400/P1060575-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470969148113758034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heyheyhey readers :&gt; about 1more hour left before  leaving house &amp;amp; going out to meet Danette &amp;amp; Adriena for lunch  followed by HOGC for movie screening ! awesome , can't wait (: hee ,  &amp;amp; up till now .. i still don't know what to wear ._. feel like  wearing 3-quarters but my 3-quarter pants all damn ulgy leh ): tskk ,  haha . vain right ? i know , but i'm a female , somewhat , it is normal !  ;P i don't want to wear too casual , also don't want too formal :/  quite hard uh .. hais , nvrm nvrm . later go &amp;amp; try digging again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short  post for now , shall post about later's event some other time ! hmm ,  ytd a misunderstanding between me&amp;amp;Afflin&amp;amp;Angeline was somewhat  cleared(: awesome . hahah . &amp;amp; hmm , i just want my other readers to  know too , my blog is actually a place where i dish out my emotions , so  it may seem quite emo but i'm not okay(: &amp;amp; the reason why i don't  want to private is cause of Nuffnang ._. &amp;amp; for some reason , i like  readers . weird me , i know (: haha . anyway , Felicia's coming my house  later before meeting Danette&amp;amp;Adriena (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha . ohh , so  sorry to my readers recently . have been posting bout backstabbing etc  etc , well .. it is true . &amp;amp; i want to vent it out , so next time  don't read the one highlighted in light blue okay (: cause it will be  bout betrayal etc etc , sad ): but nvrm , i'll cheerup (: i'm planning  to find a goal for myself to do luh , life is getting boring without  entertainment ! haha (: RedRain , coming in 7more days ! WOOTS ! :D  okayokay , till here for now . shall go &amp;amp; find whatever clothes i  want to wear . byeeeeeeeeeeee !&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:210%;" &gt;sometimes  it is best to just smile &amp;amp; walk away (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-5388202238297004818?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/5388202238297004818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-you-know-happiness-is-key-to-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5388202238297004818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5388202238297004818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-you-know-happiness-is-key-to-life.html' title='Do you know happiness is the key to life ?'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-zJcu5N0MI/AAAAAAAABSA/sOiKMSRb2zQ/s72-c/P1060576-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-3296296993963586308</id><published>2010-05-14T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:49:23.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the more you change , the more we drift ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-zIL3LASkI/AAAAAAAABR4/OQQ40o66vXo/s1600/0244-05-01-2009.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-zIL3LASkI/AAAAAAAABR4/OQQ40o66vXo/s400/0244-05-01-2009.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470967753462532674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Reply to tags :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;Felicia  says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: HELLO&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Hello .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia  says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: :d.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Huh ._.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: LOL 'bog shop'  anyway YES OUTINGGGGG ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply : HAHA !  yeah , bogshop (: hee . YES YES YES ! OUTING SOON ! i miss you all ):  you go arrange one asap hor . i lazy :/&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: LOL. psps. xD.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply : LOL , paiseh for .. ? = =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Girl , what's the point of  having so many friends when none of them is true ? you use to say you'd  rather have one true friend like me , then to stick with that  backstabbing clique . rather have one true friend then so many untrue  ones . recent activities are telling me otherwise . you are changing  back , sad ): i miss the old yet recent you , what happened ? if i did  anything that disappointed you , tell me alrights . i'll explain to you ,  i'll tell you what's the truth . i think i know there's some  misunderstanding between us , reason why your opinion of me changed .  but hey , tell me straight . shall clear it up soon . if you still  choose to believe others , friends like you i need not care . &amp;amp; for you , boy , disappointed with you . you chose to dao me because  of others , hate it . you are changing , i'm not the only one who says  so . i hate the new you = = go away ! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-3296296993963586308?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/3296296993963586308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-you-change-more-we-drift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3296296993963586308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3296296993963586308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-you-change-more-we-drift.html' title='the more you change , the more we drift ):'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-zIL3LASkI/AAAAAAAABR4/OQQ40o66vXo/s72-c/0244-05-01-2009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-7346362080249107724</id><published>2010-05-13T19:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T21:52:21.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to live everyday with no regrets (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-vxTRUZ9SI/AAAAAAAABRY/LD5lqoq-jmk/s1600/tumblr_l1l68js6uv1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-vxTRUZ9SI/AAAAAAAABRY/LD5lqoq-jmk/s400/tumblr_l1l68js6uv1qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470731485740397858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello loves :&gt; hee , 2nd post of the day . after exams i'm frigging free luh . hmm , suppose to go hospital just now , in the end sick till very serious then didn't ): hmm . then got slightly better after an afternoon nap , whee (: then Kimberlyn came my house for a while , chatted while she waited for her father to pick her up after going to her friend's house . had a heart to heart talk with her for 1hour manzxc ;D awesome . been so long . miss her many can , every since moved house hardly even met her . wow , caught up alot with her . our lives been so drama lah , but it's okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for me now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a HAPPY HAPPY girl yeah ! :D i know i sound childish , but idc (: so babe , i know your worries , but hey .. really , cheerup alrights ? i'm always here , you know it . loveyou forever , ttdc&amp;amp;ttm ! meetup again soon for heart to heart yeah . hmm , bored now . just now Caleb call me , ask me go out , i cannot cause suppose to go hospital . so sad luh . haha , been .. hmm , exactly one week since i last met that awesome Gor of mine ): nvrm , meet with him soon bah . sianzxc , once again - alot of backstabbers . that sucks .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-vxUDezCrI/AAAAAAAABRo/DkyvlMMGz5o/s1600/P1060512-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-vxUDezCrI/AAAAAAAABRo/DkyvlMMGz5o/s400/P1060512-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470731499205757618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-vxTnwE3hI/AAAAAAAABRg/VKiA9oxPcjI/s1600/P1060522-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-vxTnwE3hI/AAAAAAAABRg/VKiA9oxPcjI/s400/P1060522-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470731491762036242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but nvrm , i'm done with counting so much on friends alr anyway . i've God's love , care &amp;amp; concern . what else matters ? nothing , cause he'll protect me through it all (: tskk , i want entertainment uh babeyhs . i'm so bored . still listening to 'The Veronicas' songs ! woots . hmm .. tmrw Friday liao siah ! can't wait , awesomeeeeeee . meeting Danette &amp;amp; Adriena for lunch then heading off to HOGC for movie screening of Passion Of Christ ! haha (: i want to get highlights manzxc :o okay , random . hmm , Red Rain is coming soon ! :D come faster please , i'm looking so darn forward to it ! till here for now , going for dinner !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;smiling  is not a way to hide a broken smile but rather, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;it is a way to hold on to whatever happiness  that is left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;SARA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; : TAGGZ! hahahahaha. LUV UR POST!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Thanks for the tag girl ! I know you only love that post cause got your name right (: hee , &amp;amp; like you said , made you famous ! HAHA .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFFLINTAN, ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; : LOL, who backstabbed you? Dont mind  telling me? ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply : LOL , told you liao (:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SylviaL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; : Taggies Eunice(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="pn_std"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply : Thanks girl (: beeteeww , what's your blog link ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; : haha I luv your tagboard mans, the type message  part is so gigantic *smiles* you clip up fringe without specs damn chio okay (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply : LOL , i know (: i love it too , awesome right . specially for you der ! haha . meetup soon okay love :&gt; &amp;amp; will meh ? but with specs i look like some kuku i tell you . haha , &amp;amp; thanks for the compliment !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-7346362080249107724?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/7346362080249107724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-want-to-live-everyday-with-no-regrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7346362080249107724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7346362080249107724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-want-to-live-everyday-with-no-regrets.html' title='i want to live everyday with no regrets (:'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-vxTRUZ9SI/AAAAAAAABRY/LD5lqoq-jmk/s72-c/tumblr_l1l68js6uv1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-2641090033484965438</id><published>2010-05-13T11:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T19:32:33.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what gives you the right of it ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4hTgU0eI/AAAAAAAABQw/jnEuFiLxIG8/s1600/P1060469-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4hTgU0eI/AAAAAAAABQw/jnEuFiLxIG8/s400/P1060469-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470598685938471394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heyheyhey humans ;P woots ! today was the frigging las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t paper , awesome ! hee . a post before i go &amp;amp; make lunch , feeling kinda hungry ler ): tskk . firstly , put back the cbox liao . don't need any disgusting comments yeah , &amp;amp; if you want to comment or scold , please do not be humji yeah , but your own name (: hee . today was Maths paper 1 , tskk .. nvr do 1 question . but i got alot more which i don't know uh = = die , hope wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n't fail . anyways , MYE are over ! let me take a break before final year exams bah . hmm hmm , sianzxc die now . today .. had a fun bus10 ride back to Tamp with Sara Tan yeah (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: thanks babe . talked all the way till she alighted .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she missed her stop :/ oops ! haha . anyway , bus-ed back to tamp , two big rounds arnd tamp listening to songs . awesome (: i've fallen in love with 'The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Veronicas' recently , their songs are awesome . i go gaga over songs , not over singers der . not the typical girl you know ? well , i'm different . call me weird , call my unique , i'm the one&amp;amp;only , that's all i know :&gt; haha . bored now .. gonna cook noodles ltr , hungry ): haha . i'm broke now . many friends keep borrowing money from me , damn bo money now . haha . anyway , alot of pimples growing on my face recently siah ): sad lah deyh . gonna start being vain , take care of face ler . hee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4h04K0tI/AAAAAAAABQ4/5sBMfsKTLNA/s1600/P1060468-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4h04K0tI/AAAAAAAABQ4/5sBMfsKTLNA/s400/P1060468-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470598694896849618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4jbHbaKI/AAAAAAAABRQ/kzBAyVcrF4c/s1600/P1060444-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4jbHbaKI/AAAAAAAABRQ/kzBAyVcrF4c/s400/P1060444-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470598722341267618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pinnin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;g up fringe from today onwards unless i go out with friends bah ? haha . i look like some major kuku with my fringe clipped up &amp;amp; with specs siah :/ Elena say i look better without them but my eyes so ugly ): don'twant bah . maybe wearing contacts tmrw or Sat ! hee , Sara influenced me (: heh . changing alot recentl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y , learning to appreciate the things i have . but some people seem to not . still backstabbing ? hais ): thought she has changed you know .. disappointed . i am angry , b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ut the hurt , sadness &amp;amp; disappointment is bigger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;than the anger . you know why ? cause i forgave her over &amp;amp; over again for backstabbing , &amp;amp; yet .. she does it again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what a fool i am to believe you would change (: hee , nvrm . you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; also not my school , class der . i care for ? don't need to see your face everyday . hopefully won't so unlucky walk walk walk see you bah . treated you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as a friend , you want do backstab etc etc ? okay , sure (: go ahead . but please don't coming begging to me to peih you go out with you when your backstabbing clique , backstabs you like how you do to everyone . don't come telling me your clique all backstabbers , &amp;amp; that you want a true friend . cause i'll tell you right now , YOU DON'T DESERVE A TRUE FRIEND ! :D okayokay , till here now . shall go &amp;amp; prepare my lunch , starving ): byeeee babeyhs !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="courier new" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4iUKdeeI/AAAAAAAABRA/FO0N1iLPKQo/s1600/P1060455-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4iUKdeeI/AAAAAAAABRA/FO0N1iLPKQo/s400/P1060455-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470598703295068642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4iiLnm9I/AAAAAAAABRI/4wB_IT6ESZY/s1600/P1060458-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4iiLnm9I/AAAAAAAABRI/4wB_IT6ESZY/s400/P1060458-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470598707058023378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" id="profile_status"  &gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;what  right do you have to ask for a true friend , when you are not one  yourself ?&lt;br /&gt;don't want people backstabbing you ? don't backstab them  first yeah ? ;P&lt;br /&gt;having a true friend is a gift , a privilege , NOT a given  right .&lt;br /&gt;so cherish them , don't take advantage of it by backstabbing ..&lt;br /&gt;or you'll regret it ! &amp;amp; guess what ? i won't pity you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-2641090033484965438?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/2641090033484965438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-gives-you-right-of-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2641090033484965438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2641090033484965438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-gives-you-right-of-it.html' title='what gives you the right of it ?'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-t4hTgU0eI/AAAAAAAABQw/jnEuFiLxIG8/s72-c/P1060469-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-5210123413879857222</id><published>2010-05-12T21:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:05:56.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been long since i didn't have to fake a smile .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBAvB3g1I/AAAAAAAABQI/FB1kUFp2aNY/s1600/sides.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBAvB3g1I/AAAAAAAABQI/FB1kUFp2aNY/s400/sides.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396915763348306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello you kuku faces (: hee , i'm damn damn high now ! sorraye ! hahahaha :P many many thanks &amp;amp; love to Elena Lim for the awesome day today okay ! iloveyou tons hor hor hor . mai pui ah , or else i kill you (: though found out smth damn damn sad , i'm still high cause of just now ._. no , i'm not abnormal . it's just that i'm gonna pra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y for him &amp;amp; i know that God will make everything okay , so i need not worry (: tmrw is final paper ! AWESOME :D only one hour leh the Maths paper , kinda waste my time ): but nvrm ! last paper &amp;amp; it's over . wonder tmrw who is free to peih me slack till 2pm or so ? (: hee , afterwards need go hos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pital . someone dear to me has been admitted in the hospital .. sad .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope he'll get well &amp;amp; go through the surgery tmrw successfully . i'll pray hard ! anyway , you know hor , that Caleb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ng right , make me feel like dying my hair ): him &amp;amp; Theon that time talk talk talk , say want dye , then discuss colour etc etc , now i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; like highlighting my hair , put blue streaks :D but no .. i won't do it lah (: look like some lian , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hee . plus , i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; don'twant to damage me hair . so forget it :/ haha . anyway , today actually after use finish comp planning to sleep der ._. but then that Elena call me say want come my house cause don'twant go home so early , so she come over . after everyone in my house left , we drink the last can of Heineken in my house (: shared , so not really alcoholic uh . not that shiok , but nvrm (: hee . went damn damn high afterwards .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBB1vhLFI/AAAAAAAABQo/mHhn022Csdk/s1600/P1060397-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBB1vhLFI/AAAAAAAABQo/mHhn022Csdk/s400/P1060397-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396934745304146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBBiiJddI/AAAAAAAABQg/vhiHsZFKOSU/s1600/P1060435-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBBiiJddI/AAAAAAAABQg/vhiHsZFKOSU/s400/P1060435-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396929588950482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nope , not drunk . just very happy only , haha . then me&amp;amp;Elena very very happy , then she hor , don'twant drink without adding coke . so went downstairs buy with her . in the end bought the usual from GreenApple - cheese fries &amp;amp; crispy chicken ( yumyum ! ) . then we go back upstairs , she drink ( i alr drink finish uh ) , i eat the food . then we at my comp table eat eat &amp;amp; play the Gold Miner . haha , idc if it's lame , it was fun hor hor hor ! :D then jiu like that , blast music , very very happy , keep smiling smiling . then we camw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hored for a while then jiu send her busstop , peih her wait for double deck 28 . woah , forever manzxc :/ hee , talk tal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;k talk while waiting , she over thr sing sing sing 'Baby' . &amp;amp; i kept interrupting , hee . then Caleb call me , then we talk talk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pangseh-ed Elena a little , frigging SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;RRY BABE ! but a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t least she can finish her chorus without my interruptions , haha :/ then talk for a while , 7:15pm liao , needed to rush home for tuition . so walked off , cause she with her friend . then i walk halfway , he gtg , so kup . then walk till lift , Elena call me . say the bus she never board cause full = = then i feel guilty , make her wait alone , walk back , then walk almost reach , bus come ! wth :&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nvrm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nvrm&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; , then walked back home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;otp&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; . afterwards my tuition teacher come then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kup&lt;/span&gt; . tuition was okay bah :/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; , still high from just now to now . just not that high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt; ._. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; ! majorly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sianzxc&lt;/span&gt; now . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wheeeee&lt;/span&gt; , nothing to do ): entertainment please come flying to me ! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; later - &lt;/span&gt;awe = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBBMvsqeI/AAAAAAAABQY/OLQS4Js2FWA/s1600/P1060424-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBBMvsqeI/AAAAAAAABQY/OLQS4Js2FWA/s400/P1060424-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396923740203490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBA85-7hI/AAAAAAAABQQ/FlFRw2yMHfk/s1600/P1060385-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBA85-7hI/AAAAAAAABQQ/FlFRw2yMHfk/s400/P1060385-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396919488376338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; entertainment now , is anger . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;eeyer&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; . wondering what happened ? backstabbers alert ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tskk&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;fedup&lt;/span&gt; , majorly .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;i guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to stop  counting so much on my friends bah . too many backstabbers around me ,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tskk&lt;/span&gt; . right before my eyes i can see 2 flying before my eyes . &amp;amp;  they still dare to say like they are such good friends , disgust me .  forget it , true friends need not be said , they prove themselves &amp;amp;  you can feel it in you heart (: but honestly , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still hurt&amp;amp;disappointed .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hais&lt;/span&gt; :/ i was actually so close with Person A &amp;amp; Person B , but then someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;backstab&lt;/span&gt; me , then Person B who i thought changed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;backstabbed&lt;/span&gt; me AGAIN , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sianzxc&lt;/span&gt; , &amp;amp; this time pull Person A along .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;siah&lt;/span&gt; .. today good mood suddenly become bad mood . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hais&lt;/span&gt; , forget it . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna try to go to sleep soon . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna blast up my music , lie on my bed , relax myself , bring myself to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lalaland&lt;/span&gt; , that fantasy world &amp;amp; go to sleep soon ( hopefully ) (: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; . &amp;amp; then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;tmrw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;wakeup&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be happy again ! you know why ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been through enough to be smart enough to ignore &amp;amp; just be happy without those people ! but seriously , thought you changed , but you played me for a fool . but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;nvrm&lt;/span&gt; , you want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;backstab&lt;/span&gt; , let it be (: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; true friends around , whom will show not by words but actions . &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; happy now , not gonna let people whose not worth it ruin it . okay , major tired now ! shall go carry out my plan , night people (: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;p/s : CLICK ON MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;NUFFNANG&lt;/span&gt; PLEASE&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;THANKYOU&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:250%;" id="profile_status" &gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:190%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;don't wish for a true friend if you are not one yourself (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-5210123413879857222?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/5210123413879857222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-long-since-i-didnt-have-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5210123413879857222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5210123413879857222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-long-since-i-didnt-have-to.html' title='it&apos;s been long since i didn&apos;t have to fake a smile .'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-rBAvB3g1I/AAAAAAAABQI/FB1kUFp2aNY/s72-c/sides.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-6510992173610983254</id><published>2010-05-12T11:35:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T15:24:24.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no point of life without any pain (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-osH3XeR0I/AAAAAAAABP4/XTlS_N31NKM/s1600/P1060373-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-osH3XeR0I/AAAAAAAABP4/XTlS_N31NKM/s320/P1060373-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470233211027998530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-osOB60_1I/AAAAAAAABQA/GtLnn2pvDVA/s1600/tumblr_l25dm14fTh1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-osOB60_1I/AAAAAAAABQA/GtLnn2pvDVA/s400/tumblr_l25dm14fTh1qav92co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470233316939857746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi readers ;&gt; wow , today was a boring day . though meaningful , hah . anyw , ytd believe it or not , many things happened . woah . damn alot , got happy got sad , but those problems don't matter , cause i am happy now ! ;) hee . i've God , so what else matters ? i said &lt;b&gt;i'm gonna give God the best years of my life&lt;/b&gt; , so i mean what i'm gonna say . BGR , please make way okay (: hee . seriously , not planning to get into another BGR for now . crushes are smth i can't control :/ i'm still .. sorta waiting for him bah (: heh , once i've fallen into BGR at this age , i can't pull away . sorraye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol . he says he also has feelings for me but .. hey , he has alot of problems now , he should focus on them &amp;amp; for it to solve will take forever = = so me &amp;amp; him the future will have to see (: other than him will not be steading i guess . me &amp;amp; Ken broke ._. he has to focus on his studies , agreed . &amp;amp; me giving God the best years of my life means that i cannot get distracted from Him ! ;P ohh , removed my tagboard . i don't mind their comments , doesn't bother me or anything . but the words are very disgusting manzxc = = hmm , so you want to comment ? go ahead bah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add me in msn ( dancelivel-ovelaugh@hotmail.com ) , or text me to scold ( 97762072 ) yeah ;D haha . ohh , can't wait for Friday ! it's gonna be awesome luh . meeting Danette &amp;amp; maybe Adriena for lunch , then going to HOGC for movie screening of Passion Of Christ ! ohmygosh , can't wait ! another event i'm looking very forward to is Red Rain ! yeah ! haha ;P woots . i'm suddenly quite high now , lol . today was science paper , i think gonna fail ): sad uh *sobs* . i tell you uh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my teacher is bias . always catch my hair der = = i today alr damn guai okay , clip up fringe , look like some kuku , only like .. 5strands of hair she ask me clip up fringe , then other people the ENTIRE fringe let down never tio , wth ): guailan . anway .. then after science paper , bused back to tamp then take 2big rounds arnd tamp while listening to songs &amp;amp; absorbing the reality . then i saw one bangla over thr pose pose siah , damn funny . he stay like that for the entire time the traffic light red leh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the whole journey , jiu happy ler (: hee . my life's quite boring now .. but nvrm , i'm happy . the main point of living is to be happy . that's why .. &lt;u&gt;living is the rarest thing in this world , most people just exist , that's all .&lt;/u&gt; which is really very sad , so i'm gonna live my life to the fullest , emphasising on the LIVE okay ! ;D haha . hope all of you will too . tmrw dance is cancelled , sad ): but nvrm , i need go to the hospital anyw ._. heh . okayokay , till here for now ! ;D i shall go &amp;amp; beautify my bible . need to stick the chapters anyw , see if i can find it first :x lol , okayokay , byeeeeeeeeeeee .&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier;font-size:200%;"  &gt;you can't have a rainbow without any rain .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-6510992173610983254?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/6510992173610983254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-point-of-life-without-any-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6510992173610983254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6510992173610983254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-point-of-life-without-any-pain.html' title='no point of life without any pain (:'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-osH3XeR0I/AAAAAAAABP4/XTlS_N31NKM/s72-c/P1060373-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-279049066711492429</id><published>2010-05-11T13:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:31:12.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm an optimist if you really know me (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-j39d9MrYI/AAAAAAAABPQ/_4YWg--qPlE/s1600/P1060306-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-j39d9MrYI/AAAAAAAABPQ/_4YWg--qPlE/s320/P1060306-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469894382826859906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-j39DTlOII/AAAAAAAABPI/HTDbo4IztvU/s1600/____________.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-j39DTlOII/AAAAAAAABPI/HTDbo4IztvU/s320/____________.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469894375672985730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey readers ! feeling kinda high now , lol :/ today the mood weird weird der . good good good , then bad mood , then good mood , then bad mood , then now high ._. hahaha . siaozharbor , inherited from Elena , tskk . hee (: don't feel like posting bout ytd bah , sad story ): lol . hmm , anyway . i'm a happy girl , do you people know ? ;D there's always a hint of smile &amp;amp; happiness behind every tear i've shed &amp;amp; every pain i've got . there's a beauty for every flaw people (: haha . so judge me &amp;amp; i'll prove you wrong !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you won't be able to see the change unless you take off that tinted glasses yeah ! haha (: going to HOGC has really changed me alot , woah . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm gonna give God the best years of my life &amp;amp; always put him first&lt;/span&gt; , so everything step aside yeah (: hee . i miss dance ! Temasek Freestylers have stopped for so frigging long , miss it manzxc ): awe . nvrm , this Thurs got TNPS International Dance ! going back (: long time never see MissLiu &amp;amp; Mr. Gerard anyw ;O lol . this morning is literature paper , sucks . don'tknow how to do luh , see people (: i am stupid . muahahha . hmm , afterwards , bus-ed back to Tamp .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus was quite good mood , then afterwards .. step out of bus saw Felicia , her clique , Darrentoh &amp;amp; his new girlf . haha . Darrentoh ruined my mood = = humji lai der . no guts &amp;amp; mei you yong der guy . shuo hua bu shuan shu . damn pissed after seeing him . Felicia pangseh her friends to peih me lunch caude the Darrentoh don'twant me thr just cause i'm his ex ? useless guy &amp;amp; i was damn pissed off with him manzxc ! bad mood whole day , after lunch Felicia went to find her boyf(: hee . then i was planning to take bus go around tamp then go back home .then jiu suddenly saw baby at inter ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then called him , he pangseh his friends peih me take 2rounds around tamp then go friend's house do project . hee , awesome (: love him . made me so damn happy uh ! after that , met Elena . slack slack slack , she was effing high can (: damn funny luh . say what want to fly fly fly ._. siao eh . met another Eunice ( Elena's friend ) , lol , damn funny . 2 Eunice(s) , twin devils she say ? :/ then jiu good mood like hell , suddenly .. mood jump into the pool . gone liao :/ then jiu sianzc , so decided to go home lor . haha , wonder why mood swing so much recently ? unsure . nvrm nvrm , hope it will get better soon . i think cause i recently like insomnia  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot sleep so getting grouchy :x yikes ! haha . very = = you know :/ recently i bad mood , is want all the good sisters&amp;amp;girlfriends to peih me then all the guys to siam far far , but then the reality is opposite . resulting in a even badder mood . sorry uh friends ): know i damn dao , attitude recently . but i'm changing (: give me chance hor hor hor . lol . miss bi ): he damn busy cause of 'O' levels leh . but nvrm , must ren . plus , we'll break or not also will not affect anything , promised liao(: so i'm happy ! wheee . people , look at me okay (: open your eyes big big &amp;amp; see who i really am , &amp;amp; stop judging &amp;amp; hating the person you THINK i am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;i'm a girl in this world , whose attitude sucks ttdc&amp;amp;ttm , is ugly , short , stupid &amp;amp; fat , offend people easily ,&lt;br /&gt;never watches her mouth , damn dao at times , have major moodswing &amp;amp; attitude problems .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i'm changing , so stop your judgement to see (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-279049066711492429?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/279049066711492429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-optismist-if-you-really-know-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/279049066711492429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/279049066711492429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-optismist-if-you-really-know-me.html' title='i&apos;m an optimist if you really know me (:'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-j39d9MrYI/AAAAAAAABPQ/_4YWg--qPlE/s72-c/P1060306-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-3421178019556294454</id><published>2010-05-10T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:49:05.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these people , i do not bother .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-gbndeBuJI/AAAAAAAABOg/72QbroEZEd0/s1600/quotescrayons1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-gbndeBuJI/AAAAAAAABOg/72QbroEZEd0/s400/quotescrayons1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469652112180885650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello loves :&gt; been quite long since i last posted , sorraye . exams recently , &amp;amp; don't really have the time . hee , recently , many passerbys have been at my blog , scolding etc etc (: nvrm yeah , let them be . i don't agree with what they do , but i gotta respect their opinions . some things they say are true , but please do not insult my friends yeah . or my boyfriend = = tskk . anyway , nothing much recently . life is boring . bi never really got time to peih me cause of 'O' levels , but nvrm (: hee , meeting him tmrw to slack .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-gboHqqrSI/AAAAAAAABOo/hH3-pUo97pk/s1600/P1060362-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-gboHqqrSI/AAAAAAAABOo/hH3-pUo97pk/s400/P1060362-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469652123508190498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-gboz6UVII/AAAAAAAABOw/PIEB0YFzkz4/s1600/P1060293-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-gboz6UVII/AAAAAAAABOw/PIEB0YFzkz4/s400/P1060293-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469652135384994946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;afterwards meeting Elena laopo that siaozharbor to slack . haha . lost some weight recently , still fat though :/ lol . ytd nothing much bah , stuck at home all day . bi pangseh me go study , but at night got peih me luh (: ytd Theon made my day ! thanks uh . he ytd peih me talk for 3hours++ then went to GreenApple meet him cause his mother at my house opposite do facial . lol , then Mothers' Day dinner afterwards . sianzxc uh . that's bout all bah (: today was a suckish day . shall talk it next time . otp with Elena now (: byeeeeeeee .&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:190%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;if you don't know me , don't judge me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-3421178019556294454?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/3421178019556294454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/these-people-i-do-not-bother_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3421178019556294454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/3421178019556294454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/these-people-i-do-not-bother_10.html' title='these people , i do not bother .'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-gbndeBuJI/AAAAAAAABOg/72QbroEZEd0/s72-c/quotescrayons1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-1971742403982941333</id><published>2010-05-09T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:55:01.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You showed me i didn't have to give up on love .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Yx-MSLkDI/AAAAAAAABOI/c7ysaWoFNuY/s1600/kissing-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Yx-MSLkDI/AAAAAAAABOI/c7ysaWoFNuY/s400/kissing-1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469113742007177266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;090510 ; 9thMay2010 ; 11:30am ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Boy , i'm yours &amp;amp; you are mine (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; You showed me i didn't have to give up on love cause i had you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm gonna hold you tight &amp;amp; not let you got this time , cause this time ...&lt;br /&gt;Ken , iloveyou .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-1971742403982941333?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/1971742403982941333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-showed-me-i-didnt-have-to-give-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1971742403982941333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/1971742403982941333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-showed-me-i-didnt-have-to-give-up.html' title='You showed me i didn&apos;t have to give up on love .'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Yx-MSLkDI/AAAAAAAABOI/c7ysaWoFNuY/s72-c/kissing-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-7446658827125199161</id><published>2010-05-09T11:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:34:32.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna live despite the obstacles .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsZdzqlZI/AAAAAAAABOA/UFtrbloRSrI/s1600/real-quotes-n-sayings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsZdzqlZI/AAAAAAAABOA/UFtrbloRSrI/s400/real-quotes-n-sayings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469107613497726354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyya babeyhs :/ actually good mood , father just spoiled it = = came in to invade my privacy , wth .. hais . nvrm .. anyway , had a frigging awesome day with HOGC people ytd ! :D many thanks to them yeah . haha . went without Felicia ytd , sad &amp;amp; shocking . usually if i go to church with my friends , won't go unless they did . but this time different oh ._. haha . sad that Felicia couldn't go ytd , the main service was awesome ! made me learn to how to appreciate my mother more (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsXo51KPI/AAAAAAAABNg/imnb-Wcp1zU/s1600/P1060245-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsXo51KPI/AAAAAAAABNg/imnb-Wcp1zU/s400/P1060245-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469107582116636914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsY1eyTDI/AAAAAAAABN4/6OgmCAtmMt0/s1600/P1060251-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsY1eyTDI/AAAAAAAABN4/6OgmCAtmMt0/s400/P1060251-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469107602672733234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so this Mothers' Day , did smth for her . hee , nothing much bah , but sincerity that counts ! really opened up my eyes ytd . cried during service , trying to hold back the tears , guilt was killing me . should not have been so rude etc etc to her last time . yes , she loved my brother more .. but hey , she loves me too right ? &amp;amp; she was the one who brought me up , sacrificing her time to do all the things for me . well , i'm gonna start to love her , embrace her &amp;amp; cherish her while she's still here .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsXw0qmSI/AAAAAAAABNo/diAwDCEWFZQ/s1600/P1060258-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsXw0qmSI/AAAAAAAABNo/diAwDCEWFZQ/s400/P1060258-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469107584242456866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsYkj0fsI/AAAAAAAABNw/Vf-CAXl82Fc/s1600/P1060256-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsYkj0fsI/AAAAAAAABNw/Vf-CAXl82Fc/s400/P1060256-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469107598130446018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cause i know i'm gonna cry &amp;amp; miss her when she's gone . &amp;amp; i'm gonna regret for the rest of my life ): hmm . next year's Mothers' Day i'm gonna do smth very very grand ! hee (: waiting for mother to wake up now . hmm . in a dilemma now ): i really want to give my ALL to HOGC ! but hais .. Siqi is still at Charis , &amp;amp; i'll feel so bad to pangseh her thr . Brendan also ): those 2 are the ones i most cannot let go .. hee , how ah ? oh well . gotta decide soon . service for Charis &amp;amp; HOGC crashes next Sat ! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-7446658827125199161?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/7446658827125199161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-gonna-live-despite-obstacles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7446658827125199161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/7446658827125199161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-gonna-live-despite-obstacles.html' title='I&apos;m gonna live despite the obstacles .'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-YsZdzqlZI/AAAAAAAABOA/UFtrbloRSrI/s72-c/real-quotes-n-sayings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-2004297566848346982</id><published>2010-05-08T12:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T12:43:03.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life seems to be going well .. for now (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Tq_KppVOI/AAAAAAAABM4/9S0rlTr45ZY/s1600/P1060242-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Tq_KppVOI/AAAAAAAABM4/9S0rlTr45ZY/s400/P1060242-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468754218446312674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey readers :&gt; how's life for all of you ? hope it is doing well just like me oh . life is not very good for me , but it is going quite well .. so yeah , hais . recently before my attitude is damn bad , sorraye friends ): i guess , everything's just changing &amp;amp; i hate changes so .. hmm . but nvrm , i'm okay now ;P ytd night i was frigging high uh . all thanks to Raymun &amp;amp; Kennedy (: haha . first i was okayokay , then Raymun called me , chat chat chat , got damn high .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-TrAOJPpoI/AAAAAAAABNI/8ynTsTGRIy4/s1600/P1060196-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-TrAOJPpoI/AAAAAAAABNI/8ynTsTGRIy4/s400/P1060196-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468754236564022914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-TrAx5KkQI/AAAAAAAABNY/SbecVB1WqpY/s1600/P1060182-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-TrAx5KkQI/AAAAAAAABNY/SbecVB1WqpY/s400/P1060182-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468754246160257282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e , he is one of those friends who understands me , not totally .. but better than others ! awesome ;P then i was damn high , can't fall asleep , so otp-ed with Theon . wlao , talk with him can spit blood (: LOL . but nvrm , thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for peih-ing me anyway , lol . then after kup , i can't fall asleep , then jiu text with Garrick &amp;amp; Kennedy . Garrick quite boring uh , but texting with Kennedy kept me smiling for the entire night (: haha , awesome way to end off my day ! woots .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Tq_nCW2oI/AAAAAAAABNA/9WbhsQcVumw/s1600/P1060203-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Tq_nCW2oI/AAAAAAAABNA/9WbhsQcVumw/s400/P1060203-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468754226066152066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-TrAYGqriI/AAAAAAAABNQ/Up-Koz5378c/s1600/P1060176-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-TrAYGqriI/AAAAAAAABNQ/Up-Koz5378c/s400/P1060176-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468754239237565986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ut i also texting with this freaking irritating guy . i bo reply keep spam spam spam . wlao , irritating can ? tsk , boy .. i alr made it so obvious i don't like you , can you just stay away ? hais .. this morning wakeup also tio spam by him , sianzxc ! = = anyway , going to meet Iris at 3:30pm for church , awesome ;P haha . not going to Charis though , going to HOGC , Felicia&amp;amp;Ervins' church(: hee . though the 2 of them not going , i'm still gonna go . cause you go to church mainly for God , not for friends . haha ;D till here for now bah , byeee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;can it be that i'm falling for you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-2004297566848346982?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/2004297566848346982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-seems-to-be-going-well-for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2004297566848346982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2004297566848346982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-seems-to-be-going-well-for-now.html' title='life seems to be going well .. for now (:'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Tq_KppVOI/AAAAAAAABM4/9S0rlTr45ZY/s72-c/P1060242-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-2440279983288444439</id><published>2010-05-07T16:45:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T19:28:10.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I laugh despite the tears in my eyes (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try   {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PqwJ5uUYI/AAAAAAAABLo/o27irw3N2w4/s1600/P1060157-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PqwJ5uUYI/AAAAAAAABLo/o27irw3N2w4/s400/P1060157-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468472485570564482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello babes&amp;amp;dudettes :&gt; back here to post as mentioned in my previous post  !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Prf0-SK4I/AAAAAAAABL4/4i6vt8ZhjLM/s1600/REMINISC0312-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Prf0-SK4I/AAAAAAAABL4/4i6vt8ZhjLM/s400/REMINISC0312-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468473304586267522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&amp;amp;Today .&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hmm , usual thing in the morning (: then went to school . geog paper , lol . i did smth damn stupid luh . firstly , answered ques1 of section C on the same writing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;paper as A&amp;amp;B . next , cancelled off the entire question 1 &amp;amp; copied it onto a fresh piece of paper . then did all 3 questions , stupid right ? waste my time . then last minute cancelled off my questio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n2 . haha , sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;prisingly , i finished the entire paper with time left to make sure i did everything(: lol .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PxOUjWGlI/AAAAAAAABMg/gtekWk_QCMs/s1600/REMINISC0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PxOUjWGlI/AAAAAAAABMg/gtekWk_QCMs/s400/REMINISC0294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468479600895334994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Those 2 idiots sprayed water  at my foolscap &amp;amp; maths workbook ! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;some people no time to complete , hee . okay , after geog paper . bus-ed back to Tamp with my 2idiots , Dec&amp;amp;Ryan . they were like .. idiots on the bus . but we were not the nosiest . then got this malay guy infront of us , talk to us ._. we don't even know him . teenager uh , quite shuai leh (: haha . okayokay , then after the noisy people got off , alot better . but those 2 idiots still .. noisy . haha . they keep making me laugh like retard . reached inter , took 291 , 2 big rounds .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PrfvlIATI/AAAAAAAABLw/6WvBV1vXh9I/s1600/REMINISC0300-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PrfvlIATI/AAAAAAAABLw/6WvBV1vXh9I/s400/REMINISC0300-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468473303138566450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PrhLVpkDI/AAAAAAAABMQ/vz1bF-HJXmo/s1600/REMINISC0315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PrhLVpkDI/AAAAAAAABMQ/vz1bF-HJXmo/s400/REMINISC0315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468473327769718834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ryan is not masturbating even though it looks like  he is .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;He's trying to wipe off the water Dev splashed on  his pants ! LOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;stup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;id Dev , scared of me , so in the end i sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; with Ryan -.-" then got off at library . we walked to my house , they waited outside while i change clothes , take money etc etc . then Dev keep saying what i obscene , got pissed off . lol . th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;en we wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t S-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11 e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;at , then off to library . t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alked about alot of things on the way there . then at library , try to study , in the end didn't / those two idiots kept playing with the bottle i poked a hole in , lol (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PrgPWkh5I/AAAAAAAABMA/CbJw7QHp_Ho/s1600/REMINISC0313-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PrgPWkh5I/AAAAAAAABMA/CbJw7QHp_Ho/s400/REMINISC0313-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468473311667455890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dev doing a random stupid face :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 3 of us like retard , the librarian keep ask us lower down volume . then afterwards , went to the playground play . actually is they play , i like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; some retard sit thr watch them . haha , left soon . went home , on the bus Caleb called me . then we jiu chat c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hat chat , i reach home still talking . then after half an hour or so , we kup phone . i went to bathe etc etc , then go into my room rest . then he called me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; again , talk talk talk for an hour or so , kup aga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PxOoWba9I/AAAAAAAABMo/CdXHAcxc3cQ/s1600/REMINISC0299-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PxOoWba9I/AAAAAAAABMo/CdXHAcxc3cQ/s400/REMINISC0299-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468479606209866706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me trying to take picture then Ryan that idiot come extraaaaaa (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then i go &amp;amp; sleep . sleep for half an hour jiu wakeup . then washed up etc etc , he call me again . haha , then he ask if want meetup revise tgt (: so washed up etc etc ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sneaked out to meet him . mother was out at doing manicure , then i lied to bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ther say i passing friends stuff for project etc etc . sneaked out meet him ler , waited for 5mins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or so , he came down . study , revise etc etc , my science sucks uh . lucky got him help me (: haha , awesome Gor of min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Pqvw2gqCI/AAAAAAAABLg/T8noYB1HU1o/s1600/P1060161-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Pqvw2gqCI/AAAAAAAABLg/T8noYB1HU1o/s400/P1060161-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468472478846199842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he read few pages , keep laughing at the people (: haha , damn cute siah . then flip few pages , jiu do pumping . he doing training  , lol . he seems to be like exercising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; instead of studying . then we jiu crap crap crap . then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Raymun came over (: they over thr gay on the ground luh . then my mother start calling me , i jiu rushed back home . heng , never tio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; caught , hehe ;P then reached home , bathe again etc etc , at night .. very high luh . but then near m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;idnight suddenly my heart aching like shit then i start crying , don't even know why . i thought i was over him ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-P2CLQT33I/AAAAAAAABMw/rWaVq1RUnF0/s1600/P1060149-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-P2CLQT33I/AAAAAAAABMw/rWaVq1RUnF0/s400/P1060149-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468484889799286642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Pqu4r-vjI/AAAAAAAABLI/nnScLrPiYVA/s1600/P1060150-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-Pqu4r-vjI/AAAAAAAABLI/nnScLrPiYVA/s400/P1060150-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468472463769648690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; then again .. was i even crying for him ? :/ anyway , went to sleep at 1am++ , then woke up at 11am cause Ken wanted to come over . then washed up , he came my house . then we over there talk talk talk , crap , slack , then he help me with science &amp;amp; lit (: but m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y literature still .. epic fail luh ._. haha . i still don't understand . then we went for lunch , then back home . we keep laughing siah , like idiot . he really made my day today (: thanks boy . lol , i am like , frigging high luh . he just went back home(: i then finally got time to post . or else h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e over thr keep disturbing me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PqvEBwhhI/AAAAAAAABLQ/tppkb-UH2rg/s1600/P1060175-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PqvEBwhhI/AAAAAAAABLQ/tppkb-UH2rg/s400/P1060175-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468472466813781522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha ;P that's about my day for these 2 days bah ? haha (: till here for today , shall post again next time . hee (: my e-revision i only did maths , will die anot ah ._. hee , nvrm lah , byeeeeeeeeeeeeee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;everyone breaks down once in a while , i do too .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-2440279983288444439?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/2440279983288444439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-laugh-despite-tears-in-my-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2440279983288444439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2440279983288444439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-laugh-despite-tears-in-my-eyes.html' title='I laugh despite the tears in my eyes (:'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-PqwJ5uUYI/AAAAAAAABLo/o27irw3N2w4/s72-c/P1060157-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-971297060287470758</id><published>2010-05-06T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T22:13:20.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate me or love me , that's what makes me .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-LL1k2fU9I/AAAAAAAABJI/xrramqyLHgE/s1600/P1060156-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-LL1k2fU9I/AAAAAAAABJI/xrramqyLHgE/s400/P1060156-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468157018866930642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-LL1Fjcj5I/AAAAAAAABJA/dot1kZuvtz8/s1600/P1060149-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-LL1Fjcj5I/AAAAAAAABJA/dot1kZuvtz8/s400/P1060149-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468157010465558418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loves (: recently i've fallen in love with Rihanna's 'Russian Roulette' . awesome song , idc if it is old . lol . today i am in a frigging good mood . has been going high since after school , haha . short post for today , will only go into details when posting tmrw as i am friggin tired . haha . today , geog paper , after school , library &amp;amp; lunched with Dev&amp;amp;Ryan , those 2 idiots kept making me laugh , lol . then 1pm++ went back home , otp-ed with Caleb , went to sleep . 6pm++ , sneak out meet Caleb , studied , Raymun came , then soon i gtg cause mother calling liao :/ if don't zhao will die . haha (: that's all bah , simple but awesome day . haha . (L)you'll readers yeah . i'm frigging high now ! hmm . bored , anyone call me up &amp;amp; peih me talk on phone yeah ? lol , okayokay . byeeee .&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;one sweet injection to end the pain .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-971297060287470758?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/971297060287470758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/hate-me-or-love-me-thats-what-makes-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/971297060287470758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/971297060287470758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/hate-me-or-love-me-thats-what-makes-me.html' title='Hate me or love me , that&apos;s what makes me .'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-LL1k2fU9I/AAAAAAAABJI/xrramqyLHgE/s72-c/P1060156-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-6435110235643015001</id><published>2010-05-05T22:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:10:47.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only person who will never betray you .. is you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-GJj0YiCiI/AAAAAAAABI4/vylaPx2yKrE/s1600/Friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-GJj0YiCiI/AAAAAAAABI4/vylaPx2yKrE/s400/Friendship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467802671054457378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;sometimes it just isn't my fault i'm unsure of everything &amp;amp; everyone around me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything just seems to be falling apart . who can i trust now .. ? who are true &amp;amp; who are not ? i seriously don't know .. &amp;amp; i guess , i'm just afraid of the dissappointment all over again . getting betrayed by my friends is a pain i cannot take .. my friends are everything to me .. life is gone without them . but the thing is , friends that are not true , i need not want . but my true friends , i'm starting to doubt . sometimes it seems as though my existance is a bother , &amp;amp; that they don't need me anymore . but everytime i try to end it .. they come &amp;amp; tell me they need me .mind is getting screwed . i am thankful i have God in my life ..the reason why i'm holding on . but life just seems pointless without my friends .. maybe i should lock everyone out ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'd rather be alone, protected, then hurt by the people i care most about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; i'd rather trust no one, then the wrong one .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-6435110235643015001?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/6435110235643015001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-person-who-will-never-betray-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6435110235643015001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/6435110235643015001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-person-who-will-never-betray-you.html' title='The only person who will never betray you .. is you .'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-GJj0YiCiI/AAAAAAAABI4/vylaPx2yKrE/s72-c/Friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4560842253592126087</id><published>2010-05-05T18:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:07:42.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game over once again &amp; no more restart .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-FNFqBRdmI/AAAAAAAABIw/ryvlZ8nKcCw/s1600/P1050991-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-FNFqBRdmI/AAAAAAAABIw/ryvlZ8nKcCw/s400/P1050991-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467736182178805346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over you(: the game has been played too long &amp;amp; i'm done . sick &amp;amp; tired of putting up a false front ..&lt;br /&gt;i just want the guy who sees through it all , &amp;amp; turns my fake smile into a true one .&lt;br /&gt;so in the mean time , take a gun , count to three &amp;amp; just pull the trigger at my heart .&lt;br /&gt;or just take a knife &amp;amp; stab it through . i'll take any pain just to stop my heart from loving &amp;amp; beating .&lt;br /&gt;no longer afraid of getting hurt cause i've been through it too many times .&lt;span&gt; so break my heart for the final time ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &amp;amp; put it into coma till the right guy comes to awaken it . ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4560842253592126087?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4560842253592126087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/game-over-once-again-no-more-restart_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4560842253592126087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4560842253592126087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/game-over-once-again-no-more-restart_05.html' title='Game over once again &amp; no more restart .'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9QtBsve8v1k/S-FNFqBRdmI/AAAAAAAABIw/ryvlZ8nKcCw/s72-c/P1050991-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-4035491283713301118</id><published>2010-05-04T15:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T16:18:41.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of the war ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_Rr-J4gNI/AAAAAAAABHg/3YwrxZrj9Ik/s1600/P1060115-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_Rr-J4gNI/AAAAAAAABHg/3YwrxZrj9Ik/s400/P1060115-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467319026000101586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_RsUJoGyI/AAAAAAAABHo/6FxO3ERhXoI/s1600/P1060114-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_RsUJoGyI/AAAAAAAABHo/6FxO3ERhXoI/s400/P1060114-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467319031904607010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyya peeps . first day of exam today , english . lol , confirm pass , but the grade .. ? haha , boweigong luh :/ today damn suay , in sch Mdm Asnia keep aim my hair , then after sch on bus back home got few act lians come find me . tsk , thos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e girls no life uh . haha (: anyway , ytd turned out quite okay bah . hmm .. after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reached home , studied for like .. 1hr++ , really kay !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &amp;amp; Felicia , i'm not angry luh (: haha , nvrm der ! peih boyf , you happy , can liao .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_U2SbSD-I/AAAAAAAABII/uxAmKcgHvvk/s1600/P1060083-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_U2SbSD-I/AAAAAAAABII/uxAmKcgHvvk/s400/P1060083-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467322501775364066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_U2nLMLJI/AAAAAAAABIQ/2CR1A9Elsq4/s1600/P1060117-2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_U2nLMLJI/AAAAAAAABIQ/2CR1A9Elsq4/s400/P1060117-2-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467322507345013906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;study finish , Kowit called . then change clothes &amp;amp; went to TM to meet Kowit , Caleb &amp;amp; Theon for movie . went thr , metup . buy ticket , in the end went CS watch . before movie start walk here walk there , arcade arnd thr slack . then movie starting , go in thea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tre . then Caleb&amp;amp;Theon over thr fight fight , lol . then Kowit keep on " 对不&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;起，不认识 " ! haha . damn funny . i kept laughing , rolling eyes , laugh a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gain . the scene was really frigging funny luh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_RrG0lbfI/AAAAAAAABHQ/D7YE1YmS2Wg/s1600/P1060137-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_RrG0lbfI/AAAAAAAABHQ/D7YE1YmS2Wg/s400/P1060137-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467319011146821106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_Rrroc2CI/AAAAAAAABHY/sq2mzgYcKvA/s1600/P1060131-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_Rrroc2CI/AAAAAAAABHY/sq2mzgYcKvA/s400/P1060131-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467319021028038690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then movie start , watched IP Man 2 . quite nice uh (: meaningful in a sense i guess ? lol . after movie , all went seperate way . thanks for the day guys . then i walk till inter , Caleb call me , say he need my help . then i walk all the way back to CS , go round &amp;amp; round find him . in the end never do anything , walk back inter tgt . lol , lame , i know . then bus-ed back home . talk abit abit on the bus . talk till half way my stop ler , lol . alight , he sumpa call me that night .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_U0g3gFxI/AAAAAAAABHw/4Og_Pnep1Lk/s1600/P1060113-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_U0g3gFxI/AAAAAAAABHw/4Og_Pnep1Lk/s400/P1060113-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467322471292081938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_U1ps8MbI/AAAAAAAABIA/cntZ7L7U3u0/s1600/P1060096-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_U1ps8MbI/AAAAAAAABIA/cntZ7L7U3u0/s400/P1060096-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467322490843574706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;that night , otp-ed with Angeline . told her smth . hais , those people better becareful , don't say i never warn siah .. they tio anything , none of my business ler . who ask them go "disturb" my friends . then after kup phone with Angeline , Caleb call me . he very sick siah , think he caught a cold in movie theatre . so asked him go rest , talk tmrw (: then comp , jiu tried to sleep . epic failure . took me like .. 3hrs or so to sleep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_U1MGL0xI/AAAAAAAABH4/zRJ3T01XTQ8/s1600/P1060101-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_U1MGL0xI/AAAAAAAABH4/zRJ3T01XTQ8/s400/P1060101-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467322482896392978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_W_ovLn7I/AAAAAAAABIY/VxMjs2ygJaQ/s1600/P1060141-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_W_ovLn7I/AAAAAAAABIY/VxMjs2ygJaQ/s400/P1060141-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467324861406486450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;only slept 3hrs last night . then jiu get re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ady g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o school , etc etc . today still okay bah . life in Temasek average uh .. prefer hanging out with outside frien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ds maybe ? :/ hmm . anyway , life's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;about the same . friendship with her back , but guess not so close ler ._. nvrm bah . haha . i'm still living my life everyday with the usual fake smile &amp;amp; mask . won't yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;u ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ke it off for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;till here for now ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;byeb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ye (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;maybe i'm just too scared to let my guard down ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-4035491283713301118?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/4035491283713301118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/1st-day-of-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4035491283713301118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/4035491283713301118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/1st-day-of-war.html' title='1st day of the war ):'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9_Rr-J4gNI/AAAAAAAABHg/3YwrxZrj9Ik/s72-c/P1060115-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-2534719203965765200</id><published>2010-05-03T22:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T23:38:38.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind might be clear but my heart sure isn;t '</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S97twPxHwnI/AAAAAAAABHA/VQlXkPPPF9c/s1600/YeahandPhotography047-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S97twPxHwnI/AAAAAAAABHA/VQlXkPPPF9c/s400/YeahandPhotography047-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467068410796425842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate you . Why did you have to ap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pear in my life again ... ? &amp;amp; this time , with her . Seeing you with her &amp;amp; without me kills me inside . I can't help but cry .. Why did you have to be so heartless back then ? Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; could you not break me down slowly , but so fast .. I couldn't take the pain . You are the reason why i dare not love again . &amp;amp; there you are .. leading your life perfectly without me , while i'm here .. Leading my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; better then ever till today , when my heart died again when i saw you with a new girl . I'm not that kind who'd run away from reality .. but honestly , i wished i didn't see you again today . You are making my heart even more scrwed then it alr is ! Why am i like this ? Why can't i just forget about the past , ignore the present &amp;amp; move on to my future ? Why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S97tNVQRtUI/AAAAAAAABGg/QBPCm7aTzP4/s1600/P1060097-Copy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S97tvmR_CfI/AAAAAAAABGw/xvaRmJKONzs/s1600/P1060117-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S97tvmR_CfI/AAAAAAAABGw/xvaRmJKONzs/s400/P1060117-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467068399659977202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S97tv7mhXPI/AAAAAAAABG4/mXmmHOXwM5I/s1600/P1060097-Copy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S97tv7mhXPI/AAAAAAAABG4/mXmmHOXwM5I/s400/P1060097-Copy-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467068405383257330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;JH , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm sorry to keep you waiting .. but boy , my mind is clear &amp;amp; conscious but my heart seems to love drunk . I don't want you to wait for me . Can't you just get over me ? I'm not worth it . You mean alot to me , as a friend , as a bestieh . But as anything more , i'm not sure . My past is still haunting me , it still kills me to see my ex with his new girlfriend . I'm still not so over __ , he's putting my heart on hold . I'm over my past but it is still impossible to walk away , i'm not over the present ... so tell me , how could i ever move to the future ? It isn't you , but me . I'm sorry , stop waiting ): i've said tmrw over &amp;amp; over . &amp;amp; up till now , i'm still procrastinating . what is so good about me ? i know i mean alot to you , but you just broke with your girlfriend , are you really ready ? Your exams are here &amp;amp; yet you are being an idiot , staying up for an answer i can't give you .. i'm sorry . But i'd rather be the bad guy , reject you or make you wait then to play you . I can't bear to even risk our friendship for some thing i'm unsure of . So sorry .. i can't say "Yes" till the moment i can love you &amp;amp; only you wholeheartedly . Guys like you are no longer existing , how could i bear to break you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-2534719203965765200?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/2534719203965765200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mind-might-be-clear-but-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2534719203965765200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/2534719203965765200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mind-might-be-clear-but-my-heart.html' title='My mind might be clear but my heart sure isn;t &apos;'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S97twPxHwnI/AAAAAAAABHA/VQlXkPPPF9c/s72-c/YeahandPhotography047-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-8099952311326421009</id><published>2010-05-03T14:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T15:26:27.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh , so hard to study with friends .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S956fhDV2cI/AAAAAAAABF4/P_7Xq7m8Kcs/s1600/P1050990-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S956fhDV2cI/AAAAAAAABF4/P_7Xq7m8Kcs/s320/P1050990-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466941679541279170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey loves . short post . wlao , it is freaking hard to study with friends can ? hais . suppose to study with Kowit , Theon , Felicia &amp;amp; Eugene . Eugene say got smth important , thought what siah . in the end is go out with friends , wth -.- then sianzxc . don'twant meet ler . Theon come slack slack only . Kowit want go play arcade then Felicia pangseh me go find her boyf . whatthehell -.- sianzxc siah . forget it bah , study alone better(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2hours of History ! here i come . lol . hmph , mood freaking fedup recently . getting pissed off over little things . ltr meeting Caleb&amp;amp;Theon for movie  . now mood lost , don't know want to or not . nvrm bah , Theon call me ler then decide . just now waste 1hr plus walk here walk there decide what to eat , after that tio pangseh ): lol . whatthehell . but nvrm , had fun during lunch(: &amp;amp; Theon can really eat alot , woah . lol . Felicia ! now equal ler ! (: LOL . bye deariehs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;P.s. i'm not really angry , just fooling around . LOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-8099952311326421009?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/8099952311326421009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/argh-so-hard-to-study-with-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/8099952311326421009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/8099952311326421009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/argh-so-hard-to-study-with-friends.html' title='Argh , so hard to study with friends .'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S956fhDV2cI/AAAAAAAABF4/P_7Xq7m8Kcs/s72-c/P1050990-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-5908798010671820435</id><published>2010-05-03T09:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T11:19:19.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I keep on forgetting to forget about you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94-_ITU3wI/AAAAAAAABEw/L8A6s01bP7o/s1600/P1060027-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94-_ITU3wI/AAAAAAAABEw/L8A6s01bP7o/s320/P1060027-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466876251955584770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94_AZx_JiI/AAAAAAAABFQ/gBl5uyiOJhQ/s1600/P1050991-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94_AZx_JiI/AAAAAAAABFQ/gBl5uyiOJhQ/s320/P1050991-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466876273827456546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello hello (: have not been studying like i said i would &amp;amp; was suppose to . i'm so dissappointed in me ! ): but nvrm , ltr EugeneC , Felicia &amp;amp; Kowit coming my house study(: confirm will be able to get some studying done . haha ! nothing much these few days , stuck at home all day yesterday .. can die siah , haiyo . at night otp-ed with T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heon , then awhile Caleb . hais , screwed up love life currently .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94_xPOoSdI/AAAAAAAABFo/-Q9hfSHe498/s1600/P1050984-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94_xPOoSdI/AAAAAAAABFo/-Q9hfSHe498/s320/P1050984-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466877112808393170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94_whH23ZI/AAAAAAAABFg/EFtM8ar_oTk/s1600/P1050985-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94_whH23ZI/AAAAAAAABFg/EFtM8ar_oTk/s320/P1050985-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466877100431957394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i want to let go , i want to forget about you . but your words keep me holding on . &amp;amp; idk what you are doing , seriously . calling me up times× just to beat about the bush . when are you gonna give me a direct answer boy ? anyway , i'm sick&amp;amp;tired of it alr . can't you just give me one straight answer ? when we met , you said " i'll call you tonight , cause i need to go home &amp;amp; think about it " i don't even know why you need to .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94_AJbB8WI/AAAAAAAABFI/rxcjJ3MLwDQ/s1600/P1050999-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94_AJbB8WI/AAAAAAAABFI/rxcjJ3MLwDQ/s320/P1050999-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466876269436203362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94_vlmcgWI/AAAAAAAABFY/oF3qWWKC--8/s1600/P1050987-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94_vlmcgWI/AAAAAAAABFY/oF3qWWKC--8/s320/P1050987-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466877084454125922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm not asking you a question , i'm saying a "fact" which you made me believe is not true . then that night call me , beat around bush , then you cannot talk ler . say call me next day . okay .. next day , called me after church , beat around the bush . reach main subject , say " now not the time leh . i tell you tonight kay . " so i waited , you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;didn't call . next day tell me you got call etc etc , phone spoil etc etc . hais , forg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;et it . idk what to do anymore . but boy , if you are just playing , this game is not fun anymore ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94-_aB3rNI/AAAAAAAABE4/-isN4dTRsIQ/s1600/P1060026-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94-_aB3rNI/AAAAAAAABE4/-isN4dTRsIQ/s320/P1060026-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466876256714206418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94-_sSFMRI/AAAAAAAABFA/YGqztYnVkh8/s1600/P1060008-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94-_sSFMRI/AAAAAAAABFA/YGqztYnVkh8/s320/P1060008-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466876261614039314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i need your answer , so that i can give him an answer right ? i need my feelings sort out before being in another relationship . i'm keeping him waiting , day &amp;amp; day , i tell him " next day " . i don't want to play him , so can't you just give me a straight answer boy ? but i don't even know what's your problem . you have a girlfriend ! but you still say these things to me , &amp;amp; now .. you tell me you want to break with her . you're messing up my feelings boy ! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5921912572331841831-5908798010671820435?l=dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/feeds/5908798010671820435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-keep-on-forgetting-to-forget-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5908798010671820435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5921912572331841831/posts/default/5908798010671820435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancelivel-ovelaugh.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-keep-on-forgetting-to-forget-about.html' title='I keep on forgetting to forget about you .'/><author><name>EuniceDANCEZXC,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05820368977145144900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S94-_ITU3wI/AAAAAAAABEw/L8A6s01bP7o/s72-c/P1060027-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5921912572331841831.post-8764077639500851564</id><published>2010-05-01T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:29:52.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Of God Church rocks ! ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9wr59ehvrI/AAAAAAAABEo/O9R9CdgLMeg/s1600/christian-image-photo-thumb_medium6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9QtBsve8v1k/S9wr59ehvrI/AAAAAAAABEo/O9R9CdgLMeg/s320/christian-image-photo-thumb_medium6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466292322476080818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello loves (: post is not going to be long as i am planning to create a worship blog . &amp;amp; i've to do biblestudy &amp;amp; studying tonight too . believe it or not , i'm really changing . haha (: thankyou Felicia for bringing me to your church , it changed me . cried just now during sec sch service &amp;amp; i really felt God in my heart . it has been a while . thankyou(: planning to make a timetable to study . have to study 10hrs for this week ! haha (: &amp;amp; i'm gonna do it , i must do it . lol . &amp;amp; i'm starting to bible study on my own again ler . use to do it all the time , now no longer ): how sad . so now doing it again . giving 1hr/30mins of my time everyday to God . (L) ! &amp;amp; today was an awesome day with Felicia&amp;amp;Kowit , thankyou . i can't wait for RedRain concert ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Reply to Felicia's "thanks" :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey babe(: thanks for always being there for me too . &amp;amp; nope , it's not your fault bah :/ my life is just too complicating , haha (: &amp;amp; i will cheerup , you must too ! i'm sad when you are ): &amp;amp; i already found them . &amp;amp; one of them is called Felicia Tan Wei Qin ! (L)you too . You've been a great friend too , my life has changed because of you , thankyou (: &amp;amp; i'm a true friend to you , so i'll always be more than happy to be there for you ! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&g
