<?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-4204498336630765896</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:46:33.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DAILY RAMBLINGS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204498336630765896.post-5227594055804694775</id><published>2008-03-04T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T03:36:17.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was so suprised when you told me &lt;br /&gt;you teared after reading the note,&lt;br /&gt;that i wrote for you.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you will be a strong lil girl! :P&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after reading your 'reply',&lt;br /&gt;you thanked me for encouaging you &amp; all,&lt;br /&gt;but i feel that all these would not have happened,&lt;br /&gt;without you taking a step of faith! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you mentioned that both of us have the same fear in us. &lt;br /&gt;&amp; you said, we will overcome this together. &lt;br /&gt;i was very touched, you know! :D&lt;br /&gt;cos i know someone is walking besides me, &lt;br /&gt;not leaving me behind.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i really thank you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although there are certain things &lt;br /&gt;you cannot share with me &lt;br /&gt;about your *AH-AHEM*&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;cos you explained to me &lt;br /&gt;that i'm too young.. &lt;br /&gt;i understand, totally! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR BEING MY WONDERFUL FRIEND! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-5227594055804694775?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/5227594055804694775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=5227594055804694775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/5227594055804694775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/5227594055804694775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-was-so-suprised-when-you-told-me-you.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-7904712838810917157</id><published>2008-03-03T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T03:14:53.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you will never know how i feel anymore, &lt;br /&gt;i still remembered how you care for me &lt;br /&gt;when i'm down.&lt;br /&gt;you know it instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then, you'll probe.&lt;br /&gt;asking what happened.&lt;br /&gt;deep down, i was so happy that you were my friend.&lt;br /&gt;but now, it seems so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you encourage me by saying,&lt;br /&gt;"though i don't know what you're facing,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm always here. &lt;br /&gt;just call me. &lt;br /&gt;no matter how late"&lt;br /&gt;you told me personally on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;i was so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, everything seems SO different.&lt;br /&gt;i bet when you know i'm sad, &lt;br /&gt;you won't bother to ask anymore. &lt;br /&gt;i think you found someone better as a friend?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-7904712838810917157?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/7904712838810917157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=7904712838810917157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7904712838810917157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7904712838810917157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-will-never-know-how-i-feel-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-7968326763891839163</id><published>2008-02-27T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T01:13:28.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever thought of my feelings?&lt;br /&gt;is so stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i still have to help you with this &amp; that.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;but i think you should not take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;you nv once asked me if i can cope.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i really hate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-7968326763891839163?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/7968326763891839163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=7968326763891839163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7968326763891839163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7968326763891839163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-you-ever-thought-of-my-feelings-is.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-6576267553155027525</id><published>2008-02-08T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:00:59.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reunion dinner was NICE. (:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;the four sisters were laughing non-stop. &lt;br /&gt;talk &amp; laugh, talk &amp; laugh.&lt;br /&gt;we were super FULL by then.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after dinner, &lt;br /&gt;my mummy, peifen, sauping, peiyi &amp; I went to watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;the AH LONG show.&lt;br /&gt;it was not exactly nice,&lt;br /&gt;but it was funny though. &lt;br /&gt;peiyi &amp; peifen said I laughed TOO loud.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday evening, went over to my aunt's place.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to the fun fair at marina.&lt;br /&gt;I sat the first ride, &lt;br /&gt;&amp; I was like shaking in fear already.&lt;br /&gt;but sitting the pirate ship with peilan &amp; my counsin was embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;peilan &amp; I have to squeeze ourselves into the small pirate ship,&lt;br /&gt;that was meant for little kids! &lt;br /&gt;peilan &amp; I was laughing non-stop during the ride&lt;br /&gt;cause we heard children screaming,&lt;br /&gt;but we don't know if they're crying or &lt;br /&gt;are they enjoying the ride&lt;br /&gt;woah!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i couldn't come out from my seat&lt;br /&gt;cause is just too small.&lt;br /&gt;peilan was laughing away.&lt;br /&gt;she could not get herself out too.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;after which, we dinnered.&lt;br /&gt;was very FULL!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; came home. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-6576267553155027525?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/6576267553155027525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=6576267553155027525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/6576267553155027525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/6576267553155027525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/02/reunion-dinner-was-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-7307796017092385482</id><published>2008-01-31T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:10:36.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Persons are the gifts of God to me. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They are already wrapped, some beautifully &amp;&lt;br /&gt;others less attractively.&lt;br /&gt;Some have been mishandled in the mail; &lt;br /&gt;others come "SPECIAL DELIVERY".&lt;br /&gt;Some are loosely wrapped; &lt;br /&gt;others vert tightly enclosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the gift is opened very easily;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the help of others is needed.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is because they are afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they have been hurt once before &amp;&lt;br /&gt;don't want to be hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;It could be that they were once opened &amp;&lt;br /&gt;then discarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every meeting &amp; sharing of persons is an exchange of gifts.&lt;br /&gt;My gift is me;&lt;br /&gt;your gift is you.&lt;br /&gt;We are gifts to each other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe Jesus entered this world of hate, &lt;br /&gt;that I might enter this world of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Jesus reached out to me,&lt;br /&gt;that I might reach out to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Jesus is always with me,&lt;br /&gt;even though I am not always with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Jesus understands me,&lt;br /&gt;even though I don't understand myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God is my Father,&lt;br /&gt;because Jesus has treated me like a sister. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-7307796017092385482?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/7307796017092385482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=7307796017092385482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7307796017092385482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7307796017092385482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/persons-are-gifts-of-god-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-3784039074240626300</id><published>2008-01-31T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:18:13.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"HE WILL CARRY YOU"</title><content type='html'>today, morning hymn really made me reflect on the things that had happened these few days. &lt;br /&gt;i know God is trying to tell me something.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling was so strong.&lt;br /&gt;jo feel it too. &lt;br /&gt;&amp; i know for sure, &lt;br /&gt;God is also trying to tell jo something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RME was really nice today.&lt;br /&gt;Father talked about prayers.&lt;br /&gt;prayers is a powerful thing.&lt;br /&gt;he gave us a paper &amp; &lt;br /&gt;were asked to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions like; &lt;br /&gt;1. how likely I am to call on Jesus to help me walk through life problems &amp; temptations;&lt;br /&gt;2. time that I use getting to know Jesus; &lt;br /&gt;3. how willing I am to respond to his call;&lt;br /&gt;really made me think &amp; reflect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed God is great.&lt;br /&gt;whatever jo &amp; i shared last night,&lt;br /&gt;we had the answer today.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There is no problem too big,&lt;br /&gt;God cannot solve it&lt;br /&gt;There is no mountain too tall,&lt;br /&gt;He cannot move it&lt;br /&gt;There is no storm too dark,&lt;br /&gt;He cannot calm it.&lt;br /&gt;There is no sorrow too deep,&lt;br /&gt;he cannot soothe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If He carry the weight of the world &lt;br /&gt;upon his shoulders&lt;br /&gt;I know my sister that He will carry you". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-3784039074240626300?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/3784039074240626300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=3784039074240626300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/3784039074240626300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/3784039074240626300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/he-will-carry-you.html' title='&quot;HE WILL CARRY YOU&quot;'/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-2245358905614921027</id><published>2008-01-30T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:02:29.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these past few days had been bad.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was worst right, JO?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;you make me look all around for you. &lt;br /&gt;you naughty lil girl. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk with principals was alright.&lt;br /&gt;i can really feel their support for this class.&lt;br /&gt;i was really touched by 'em. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"when happiness is being shared, &lt;br /&gt;it'll doubled.&lt;br /&gt;as someone will be rejoicing together with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when sadness is being shared,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be reduced by half.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll be going through with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to let you know that i'll always be here for you,&lt;br /&gt;regardless of how difficult it will be!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP, TWIN!&lt;br /&gt;cause it hurts to see you like this. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-2245358905614921027?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204498336630765896.post-4153834774046767476</id><published>2008-01-27T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T11:32:53.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lost one;</title><content type='html'>yes, i admit that i'm upset these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;putting up a brave front&lt;br /&gt;just to let others know i'm alright.&lt;br /&gt;i could have continued doing this&lt;br /&gt;i want to.&lt;br /&gt;but not anymore. &lt;br /&gt;cos i'm tired. &lt;br /&gt;i'll be lying if i say everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;a prefect lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm keeping everything to myself &lt;br /&gt;cause i don't want to upset anyone&lt;br /&gt;just to make myself feel less burdened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a feeling that i will break down soon.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sure i will overcome all these.&lt;br /&gt;all i need is time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MY LAUGHTER REAL BADLY. &lt;br /&gt;&amp; i wish you can make me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-4153834774046767476?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/4153834774046767476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=4153834774046767476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/4153834774046767476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/4153834774046767476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/yes-i-admit-that-im-upset-these-past.html' title='the lost one;'/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-4595831064814161102</id><published>2008-01-25T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T01:30:41.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man be prefected without trials". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;difficulties are part &amp;amp; parcel of life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;which is sure to appear in everbody's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;what matters is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;the bravery to face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;as well as the courage to walk though it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;at the end of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;it is the "lesson" that should be kept in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;rather than clinging onto the unhappiness. unwilling to let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;played games during RME lesson yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE LUMBER GAME made 'em laugh so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;of course, i had fun as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we play again during recess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was hilarious when they started thinking about the MRT train line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;jo &amp;amp; i could not stop laughing can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;TODAY; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;during physics lesson today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;ms lim drew a circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;cheryn burst out laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&amp;amp; said LUMBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;ms lim was like 'huh'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;then she told it was an inside joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;but ms lim insisted of getting an ans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;so cheryn told ms lim that jo &amp;amp; i will understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;then jo say i will understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;so i said yuva will understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&amp;amp; yuva told ms lim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;ms lim ask who created this game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&amp;amp; those who know say it was jo &amp;amp; i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;physics lesson was FUNNY today. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;only a few months left in IJ. realised it only when mrs chow said it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;time flies, really :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-4595831064814161102?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/4595831064814161102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=4595831064814161102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/4595831064814161102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/4595831064814161102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/gem-cannot-be-polished-without-friction.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-2817867224534252376</id><published>2008-01-24T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:56:52.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;cheer up, my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;in life, there's sure to be disappointments &amp;amp; failures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i know you tried your best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;all these lil things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so you're not facing all these alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;you still have ME, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;to walk through all difficulties with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i promise to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;when i see the disappointed you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i wanted to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cause as a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i could not do much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it hurts to see you in this way :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;promise me that you won't give up alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;in any case, i'll share your burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; i know you will too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i want a HAPPY, LIVELY JOANNA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-2817867224534252376?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/2817867224534252376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=2817867224534252376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/2817867224534252376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/2817867224534252376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/jo-cheer-up-my-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-8280805918129423167</id><published>2008-01-21T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:51:27.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sch was alright today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;except that i was super tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;cos have been sleeping late these past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;came home with siew mei today.&lt;br /&gt;had a long talk with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it was fun. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;breakfast with yuva today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she told me that result will be revealed on either thurs or fri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as i have not decided on whether to take or retake. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;supposed to have dinner with yuva today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;but i'm just too lazy to travel. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"see things from your heart,&amp;amp; not your eyes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-8280805918129423167?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/8280805918129423167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=8280805918129423167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/8280805918129423167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/8280805918129423167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/sch-was-alright-today.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-5297714485700920147</id><published>2008-01-19T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:37:30.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A SAD YET SWEET CONVERSATION;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;having conversation with JO now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; feeling very sad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;so is JO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;i asked her if she cannot come to church &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;will she be sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;she said yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;she asked me back the same question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&amp;amp; the answer was the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&amp;amp; i added,"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos they really brought a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;laughters&lt;/span&gt; into our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;she replied this, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah yeah. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; know they even exist in this world till i went to church. Let alone becoming friends with them. Much joy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;laughters&lt;/span&gt; were brought into my life despite all the teasing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;so i told her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be sad if she cannot come to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;she asked why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;&amp;amp; i replied, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos nobody can replace you in going church with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;she said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sweet, don't make her cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i said, you too. don't make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;she said, i know you won't cos i have faith in you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; followed, don't cry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;peiting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;she said, she wants to go church too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant imagine a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; without going to church. without waking up early to meet you and see May, W&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;eiying&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shirley&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Julianna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"- this is the sentence that made me cry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;it is a cry of joy cause i know this friendship will last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; a cry of sadness cause, nobody will be like you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;like what i said earlier on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;nobody can replace you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cos you're so special to me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;JO;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;from a stranger; to a classmate; to a friend; to a good friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;till now, you became part of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i cannot imagine the life without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;you brought so much laughters into my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;thanks for accompanying me to church these few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;church will not as fun without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i really appreciate your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt; in church; school; everywhere; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;you're always the stronger one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;you always lead me on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;for all these,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the tears that went down my cheeks, were worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;thank you, my friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-5297714485700920147?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/5297714485700920147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=5297714485700920147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/5297714485700920147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/5297714485700920147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/sad-yet-sweet-conversation-having.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-6040989003996703215</id><published>2008-01-18T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:46:35.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;in chinese class today,&lt;br /&gt;i slept for two periods.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i was SOOO tired can.&lt;br /&gt;after running rounds today.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the rest was watching video.&lt;br /&gt;including JO!&lt;br /&gt;that was like a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;OPPS.&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to believe in miracles, right JO?!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;IJ enterprise will no longer be a cca.&lt;br /&gt;it's saddening.&lt;br /&gt;the friendships built during the vietnam trip was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTZmOfHq32Q"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTZmOfHq32Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- last time spent together as a group.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it was also the first time we &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; interact with one another.&lt;br /&gt;still remembering how the last night was spent.&lt;br /&gt;laughters which filled up the whole room.&lt;br /&gt;we ate cup noddles! (:&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the part where GRACE cried just cause she watched a sad drama.&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&amp;amp; when i was seasick,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;all of you showed concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;by asking&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; offering me sour plums &amp;amp; seasick tablets.&lt;br /&gt;just want to let y'all know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i appreciate all these small lil things. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;times where we reminded ourselves that once all of us are 21,&lt;br /&gt;we will book the same hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;have the same kind of fun.&lt;br /&gt;that etched in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will come true.&lt;br /&gt;cause of all these, i treasured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my real feelings, yes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll hold on to the memories we once had, cos it's too precious to be lost/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-6040989003996703215?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/6040989003996703215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=6040989003996703215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/6040989003996703215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/6040989003996703215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-chinese-class-today-i-slept-for-two.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-860614903455628766</id><published>2008-01-17T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:04:58.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;school was alright today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;was really energetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;many of them make fun of me cause i didn't attend sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;JO told them i was dizzy dizzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;amp; whole day, they were saying the "dizzy dizzy" word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;they really made my day! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RME&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;did a personal characteristics test today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;did for my friends too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;i realise more about myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;so did the rest! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ME: cheerful, warm, understanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sincere, animated: found out from NICOLE.T!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;considerate: from JO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;so jo &amp;amp; i was thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;shall we tick soft-spoken &amp;amp; quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;which is not true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;&amp;amp; we had a great laugh about it! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;today, JO &amp;amp; i have a funny conversation in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. we were laughing non stop during maths class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&amp;amp; JO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;my chest still hurts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;laughters of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;keeps me going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-860614903455628766?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/860614903455628766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=860614903455628766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/860614903455628766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/860614903455628766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-was-alright-today.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204498336630765896.post-5102562656854502397</id><published>2008-01-12T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:34:51.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;if the hurt is too deep, just let it go;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you still need to carry on with your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;do call upon me when you need help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i promise to be there! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cheer up, friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cos you're very important to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i love you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-5102562656854502397?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/5102562656854502397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=5102562656854502397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/5102562656854502397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/5102562656854502397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-hurt-is-too-deep-just-let-it-go-you.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-2806182334094109754</id><published>2008-01-12T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:15:07.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;had bible study with JO &amp;amp; WEIYING last night!&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;love 'em to the end :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;romans 6: 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"for the wages of sin is death, for the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord."-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i manage to memorise this verse!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;had a little conversion with my DEAR NICOLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it was a seriuos one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but we still have part of humor in it! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;DEAR NICOLE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's great having you in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;although we're in different class now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but the time we spent togther was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;phone talks were not be fun without you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still remembering the stayover at your hse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was really great. (but not the sharing of bed) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;you nv failed to cheer me up when i'm down.&lt;br /&gt;the SUPPORT; the ENCOURAGEMENT; the FRIENDSHIP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;all these gave me the motivation to move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;thanks for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;amp; i love you for these! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-2806182334094109754?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/2806182334094109754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=2806182334094109754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/2806182334094109754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/2806182334094109754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/had-bible-study-with-jo-weiying-last.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-8232810614255880376</id><published>2008-01-11T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:31:58.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PEACE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"when a relationship encounters a problem, confront the person in love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;something that i learnt today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;an important one. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-8232810614255880376?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/8232810614255880376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=8232810614255880376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/8232810614255880376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/8232810614255880376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/peace-when-relationship-encounters.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-1857730945189560402</id><published>2008-01-10T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:54:26.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;had RME lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Father Mic was funny! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;was asked to write a prayer of eight sentences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so i included some of the people in my life that was so important!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i prayed for their health, relationship &amp;amp; everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;slept in chinese class today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;as usual, only jo &amp;amp; i slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the rest was listening to lao shi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;fear not, cos i'm always here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;no matter how late, you can still text or call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;casue you're so special to me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;a msg i received from a friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;so sweet right! hahaha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;all i want to say is a BIG THANK YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&amp;amp; you're special to me too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-1857730945189560402?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/1857730945189560402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=1857730945189560402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1857730945189560402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1857730945189560402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/had-rme-lesson-today.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-6320482504281002280</id><published>2008-01-10T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T08:09:12.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;a new year; new start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;year 2008 will be challenging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;be it sch, friendship &amp;amp; everything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i hope i'll be able to live this year well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tests had been coming up non-stop.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just two weeks spent in sch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BUT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll not give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll try my best in whatever i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the promise i made to myself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;hang in there, peiting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh well, i'm really gald to be in sch again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;get to see all my friends again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i miss them like crazy can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;esp jo, frankie, yuva &amp;amp; everybody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;really want to thank jo for the support &amp;amp; encouagement all this while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it has been really great to have her as my friend; my twin; my DEAREST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it really made my happy to see my name appearing at her livejournal now &amp;amp; then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i really appreciate her! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm also gald to be part of CHC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the fun that i had with the cg was awesome, i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;they're fun, loving people! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;you still can tell me what's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;i'll not mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;it doesn't mean that our friendship stops here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;just cause of what happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;hang in there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;i'll still continue to be your FRIEND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;i know there are certain things which we have no control over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;i promise to be right here for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;amp; yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;a promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-6320482504281002280?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/6320482504281002280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=6320482504281002280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/6320482504281002280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/6320482504281002280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-start.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-1987591720739108900</id><published>2007-07-21T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T03:41:15.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh, how i missed the saturday's stayover when my cousins &amp; all came over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;we slept only like in the morning, cos we were trying out SOMETHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;not all, but only the ADULTS, my three sisters &amp;amp; i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;the children were playing by themselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;but it was like weeks ago :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;it indeed was a joy for my cousins &amp;amp; i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;it was REALLY FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;later in the morning, we went to view flats in tp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;the house was really NICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i want MORE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-1987591720739108900?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/1987591720739108900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=1987591720739108900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1987591720739108900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1987591720739108900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-how-i-missed-saturdays-stayover-when.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204498336630765896.post-5246787369450050822</id><published>2007-07-02T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T04:32:59.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;now i know why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;all along, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;you were just  being plain selfish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-5246787369450050822?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/5246787369450050822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=5246787369450050822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/5246787369450050822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/5246787369450050822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/07/now-i-know-why-all-along-you-were-just.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-4335441958208782866</id><published>2007-06-20T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:45:14.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;sigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;it's so boring at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;want to go out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;but, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;im too lazy to walk out of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&amp; another reason being, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i scared i'll spend more money if i do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;im trying my best not to spend money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;cos i've seriously a major shopping spree! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;school is going to reopen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i guess that good too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;at least i wont be bored to tears! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&amp; on sat im invited to my aunt's hse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;i doubt i'll be going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;cos is so boring over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;my baby cousin will just be in his room the whole time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;reason being,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHE&lt;/em&gt; will be "keeping" him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;stupid?&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&amp;amp; how am i supposed to go when my homework is not even done yet?&lt;br /&gt;if only, i dod my work earlier,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;i wont be suffering! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;if only, if only, if only! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;if only, the world have so many "if only"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;should i or shouldnt i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;in a mind of confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;oh my my my!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-4335441958208782866?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/4335441958208782866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=4335441958208782866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/4335441958208782866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/4335441958208782866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/06/sigh-its-so-boring-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-8998343676726835547</id><published>2007-06-15T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T09:32:32.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, everyone of us get upset whenever we loses something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but never once before, did we tried to treasure it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's a pity though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;whenever I gain something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'll lose something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;if i had not had anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i wont have anything taken away from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-8998343676726835547?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/8998343676726835547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=8998343676726835547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/8998343676726835547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/8998343676726835547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-everyone-of-us-get-upset-whenever.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-1363180748784689472</id><published>2007-06-02T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T06:22:34.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peilan;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey! dont feel so stress lah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i mean everybody will feel stress &amp; all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;not only you leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;be strong &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;keep going on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;you need to keep yourself time to adjust to the change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;you have the support from all of us! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;CHEER UP! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we love you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;`peiting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;heyhey! dont feel stressed okay?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i also felt stressed when i first entered the normal stream, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;so dont worry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;you can do it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;`peiyi.&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/4204498336630765896-1363180748784689472?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/1363180748784689472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=1363180748784689472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1363180748784689472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1363180748784689472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/06/peilan-hey-dont-feel-so-stress-lah-i.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-7235480453187702533</id><published>2007-05-30T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:37:40.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;did my practical yesterday;&lt;br /&gt;it was a flop, man!&lt;br /&gt;mdm goh say my cooking not even the n-level standard.&lt;br /&gt;was quite disappointed though,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll work harder!&lt;br /&gt;but well,&lt;br /&gt;at least i learnt something.&lt;br /&gt;she say that my dishes were not attractive enough. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sigh, must go back to sch for extra lesson tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so boring! :(&lt;br /&gt;i rather stay at home.&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/4204498336630765896-7235480453187702533?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/7235480453187702533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=7235480453187702533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7235480453187702533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7235480453187702533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/05/did-my-practical-yesterday-it-was-flop.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-6026738779301527393</id><published>2007-05-29T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:41:19.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;went to school early in the morning;&lt;br /&gt;and mdm goh asked if we wanted theory;&lt;br /&gt;obviously no.&lt;br /&gt;then she let us off after that.&lt;br /&gt;so stupid to go to school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tmr is practical!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im so scared.&lt;br /&gt;i scared all my dishes will turn out bad. :(&lt;br /&gt;going to nicole's hse to try to bake my muffins later!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;aiya.. you're still assuming things on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&amp;amp; i seriously hate you so much more now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-6026738779301527393?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/6026738779301527393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=6026738779301527393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/6026738779301527393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/6026738779301527393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-to-school-early-in-morning-and-mdm.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-7203472576038365497</id><published>2007-05-28T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:17:45.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had my Os for chinese today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was darn hard lah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i doubt i wont be able to pass my paper2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hope that my chinese oral &amp; listening compre can put my marks up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;practical is just two days from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;trial cook my dish and it seems NOT NICE at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;im so scared for my practical on wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;all you can do is complain &amp;amp; everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;do you even reflect what you've done all these while?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i doubt you did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;evrybody is at fault except you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-7203472576038365497?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/7203472576038365497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=7203472576038365497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7203472576038365497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7203472576038365497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/05/had-my-os-for-chinese-today.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-3017155698542582015</id><published>2007-05-20T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T10:00:30.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;looking through the photos taken in vietnam;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;abundant feelings &amp; thoughts just flow through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;that three days spent was just awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;how i miss it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;im really thankful for god for the eleven of 'em; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;they make the vietnam trip so fun and fulfilling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;not a thousand words could just express how much i miss vietnam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;i really do! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-3017155698542582015?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/3017155698542582015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=3017155698542582015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/3017155698542582015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/3017155698542582015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/05/looking-through-photos-taken-in-vietnam.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-7249171580509373457</id><published>2007-05-18T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T01:49:41.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;had fun in class today with my classmates, were playing all sorts of games. hahah. the funniest thing was when ms lim came in to class, &amp; fran have to quickly put away those poker cards that she bought. it was hilarious. cos jade clamied that there was ants, &amp;amp; ms lim asked if fran bought sweets into class, &amp; i burst out laughing, so were joanna, &amp;amp; the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;played games! we were having lots of fun, i swear! hahah! we played, indian poker, who's the murderer &amp; the current game! hahah! lizee lost in the indian poker &amp;amp; was forced to act like a duck and quack! QUACK, QUACK, LIZEE; the duck! hahah. ms lim saw us playing the current game, &amp; she too wanted to join in to see where the current was. we had pretty much fun! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;what you just did, just show me how right i was;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;saying that i should have given up on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;actually, i should just given up on you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;the day i said i was going to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;but i didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cos i thought you was just under stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i just so HATE you now; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the attitude that you gave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i mean what's with you, man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;tried to find out what wrong with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but you didnt gave me a chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;saying that i've major exam next year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&amp; we should end the so called 'friendship'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but to you, is not one that is considered to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she called you so many times, &amp;amp; all you did was dont want to answer her call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;come on lah, she is being concerned &amp; nice here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;haiya! like what you've said, is just a mistake from the beginning;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;though, i never once considered it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;YES, i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;i just hate you now;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;thanks for letting me do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-7249171580509373457?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/7249171580509373457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=7249171580509373457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7249171580509373457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7249171580509373457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/05/had-fun-in-class-today-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-877724932833665838</id><published>2007-04-29T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T06:27:18.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;im tired, i really am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;from just now in the afternoon, doing fnn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;till now, i seem so irritated! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;what is happening to me, man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i really hate myself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;getting fused up over small matters like this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;perhaps stress really will change a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i really dont want to change to someone which is not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i might be seen smiling, laughing in sch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;everything might be seen alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but, never see things from the suface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; hate myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and im tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i want to end everything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;whats more, exams are on its way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im so DEAD! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh, lord! please shower upon your blessings!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;im stressed, not a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;but VERY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-877724932833665838?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/877724932833665838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=877724932833665838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/877724932833665838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/877724932833665838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-tired-i-really-am-from-just-now-in.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204498336630765896.post-7578288681493816488</id><published>2007-04-23T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T06:18:15.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so once again, you ask this question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;all i can say is I DONT KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and stop your nonsense! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;thank you very much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-7578288681493816488?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/7578288681493816488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=7578288681493816488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7578288681493816488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7578288681493816488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-once-again-you-ask-this-question.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-2252012033794399447</id><published>2007-04-12T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T02:27:01.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;haix! i dont know what's happening too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;I just dont feel the way it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;is past really a past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;forgivness, a virtue that is hard to obtain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;it is a virtue that i really want in me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;cos it will definieately make me a happier person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;as the days tick by, my anger grew along..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh, please make me a more forgiving person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-2252012033794399447?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/2252012033794399447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=2252012033794399447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/2252012033794399447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/2252012033794399447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/04/haix-i-dont-know-whats-happening-too-i.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-8682050684868097221</id><published>2007-04-10T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T06:44:43.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;saying thank you to me really makes me day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;cos it makes me realise that you appreaciate what i've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;love you tons! &lt;3!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-8682050684868097221?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/8682050684868097221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=8682050684868097221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/8682050684868097221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/8682050684868097221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/04/saying-thank-you-to-me-really-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-1036949628425214404</id><published>2007-04-08T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T05:51:00.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i miss you, i really do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you're my world! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-1036949628425214404?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/1036949628425214404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=1036949628425214404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1036949628425214404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1036949628425214404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-miss-you-i-really-do-youre-my-world.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-7575822834580725490</id><published>2007-04-03T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T05:52:30.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ever since the talk, we drifted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;after i told you that we got hurt and all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you choose to escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;maybe, the feelings will not be back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;or rather, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;is already something of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i'll hence take your advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and treat it as nothing had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i hate you more as the days pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;thanks for making me this way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;which i really hate to be! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;maybe my smiles and laughters will not be appear again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;even if, it appears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;is just a fake one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-7575822834580725490?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/7575822834580725490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=7575822834580725490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7575822834580725490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/7575822834580725490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/04/ever-since-talk-we-drifted.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-5326391846168141532</id><published>2007-03-31T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T04:58:35.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;had fun with nicole yesterday in the school library!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;was suppose to study,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but nicole couldnt concentrate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so ended up with more talks than work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i miss those days where we had our fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i really do! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PASS&lt;/span&gt; my 2.4 run which i am so happy about it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i guess this is what really makes me happy for this week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lots of struggling, from the last post to today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;is all tears that are running down my cheeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;there are just somethings that i cant be bothered anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cos it just make you sad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;im tired and lost! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i really am! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;knowing that running would not solve problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but i still choose to run away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the best way out? an escapist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;all i ask you is to understand me more. cos what had happened had happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;the crack will always be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;no matter, how you want to hide it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;is still there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;it has already become a fact! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-5326391846168141532?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/5326391846168141532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=5326391846168141532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/5326391846168141532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/5326391846168141532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/03/had-fun-with-nicole-yesterday-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-1497365173064527594</id><published>2007-03-25T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T20:25:20.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;asking all those questions that we couldnt answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;for losing your temper when we say dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im sorry to say, is you and her problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;cos indeed we played a part in this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but how do you want us to answer to your question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and thanks to you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;for saying something which i feel that is too hurting for me to tell the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i've always thought is just the communication problem that led us to what we're now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but after last night talk, i realised is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;to be frank, it is indeed hurtful last night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i've tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but what you and her did is really irresponsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i can already see the darkest point of my life soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;thanks for your hurtful phrase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;and do always remember what you said last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;cos in future, please dont come and look for us otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;for it comes from you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-1497365173064527594?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/1497365173064527594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=1497365173064527594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1497365173064527594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1497365173064527594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/03/asking-all-those-questions-that-we.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4204498336630765896.post-1697468343988570834</id><published>2007-03-14T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T19:38:45.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;day one;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;arrive at the airport and the guide at vietnam met us up and brought us to a restaurant, 'forest' to have our lunch. food at 'forest' was simply delicious but was too much for us to handle as the waiter and waitress there served as one dish after another! after our lunch at 'forest', we took a group photo and continued our journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we sat in the coach for a long time and had our dinner at this 5 star hotel. the food was not as nice as the ones we had at the 'forest'. for the first dish that they served, was 4 prawns to be shared among for 4 people. we laugh our heads off after seeing. after we finish everything on the table, we went back to the hotel wash up and had our sleep! a tiring day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;day two;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;woke up from our beauty sleep and went down to have our breakfast. lixin and i went to the shop in the hotel and got key chains for our friends. after which, we checked out of our hotel and went on cruise to see the beautiful halong bay! however, after around 20 mins, where we have to get down to visit the limestone cave, i vomited! after vomiting, i felt so relieved! had our lunch at the ship, i was so scared that i would vomit once again! but in the end, i did not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sat in the coach again and we visited the one pillar pagoda and a place where Ho Chin Min's body is. after visiting the two places, we went shopping in groups! my group had nicole- ann, pearl, lixin, sheari, nicole leong, denise and me. the six of us had fun crossing the roads in hanoi cos the traffic in hanoi had lots of motorcycles, and we raised our hands to like say that we are crossing the roads! it was super fun! brought quite a lot of things for my friends and family. after shopping, we had dinner at this restaurant that is without lights, and they practically used the candles! it was once i tried having dinner without lights and it was a whole new experience for me. food there was nice too! laughter filled our tables when grace was sitting in front of this window. the window was open and i told her to be careful, wanting to scared her and all! after which, jean and sandesh said that they saw a white flash and grace eventually got scared and closed the window! it was funny when we asked for chili sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but the waiter said something else. here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WE: "do you have chili sauce"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAITER: "no, i thinking how old you all are"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WE: "okay, but we want chili"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAITER: "no, no, i still thinking, how old are you all this year"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WE: "we are 16 this year but we want chili"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAITER: "16, oh! you all want chili, what chili, chili cut"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LIXIN: "we want chili sauce"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAITER: "oh, chili sauce" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my table had a good laugh at this waiter cos he was really funny! we went to the washroom in a big group. as the whole restaurant was not light up, we were scared to go to the toilet alone, so when i am peeing, the rest were suppose to face the other side! hahah! and so on. after dinner, we went to watch this water puppet show. and guess what?! out of the 30 plus of us, only 4 was awake and watching the show! including the teachers were sleeping except for ms teo! cos it was very boring and we could not understand a single word as all of it was in vietnam language. after which, we checked in to the hotel, wash up and slept! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;day three;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;sat in the coach and went up to the mountains, took us about four hours! the life in the mountains was really peaceful. had our lunch and have a chance to watch the traditional dancing. they also had bamboo dance and ij girls were asked to joined in and it was fun.:DD had our dinner at this restaurant and went to pearl's room to had our own private party! jumping on the bed and making lot of noise. having cup noddles and making cards for the 3 teachers and tour guides. it was really fun and we all laugh when grace cried when she watched this sad movie. hahah! we turned in around 2,which is 3 for singapore time. and we feel quite sad to leave vietnam like the next day cos it is super nice to be overseas with your friends and schoolmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;day four;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;we were allowed to sat in bed later than usual cos we abort the plan of going to the temple of literature, first university in vietnam. took the coach to the airport and i didnt really eat much on the plane cos i feel like vomiting once again! vomited on the cab on my way back! the twelve of us really enjoyed ourselves! im looking forward to the trip in mongolia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;to the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ELEVEN&lt;/span&gt; of you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;thanks for the memories that we had during this trip. i feel that we really got closer and your makes me realise lots of things. for example, making me realise that taking photos is not as bad as i have thought it to be. from day one to four, all memories would be treasured dearly by me and will be forever. and thanks for asking me if im alright when i vomited. for those of you who had vomited like me or felt ill, rest well and take care if yourselves! you all are the dearest to me! i love all of you tons! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4204498336630765896-1697468343988570834?l=memories-of-hers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/feeds/1697468343988570834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4204498336630765896&amp;postID=1697468343988570834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1697468343988570834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4204498336630765896/posts/default/1697468343988570834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-of-hers.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-one-arrive-at-airport-and-guide-at.html' title=''/><author><name>peiting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18024551408106593937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
