<?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-772473180153059649</id><updated>2012-02-12T21:53:01.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Order</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-5254968437079511715</id><published>2012-01-21T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:17:40.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry at This Time of The Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello everybody! I don't think that you guys read my blog but I definitely know that my friend, Jolene, read my blog the other day and said that it was a great encouragement!! I'm really, really happy with that compliment cause I feel like I'm just posting for my own sake or something like that. But now I do know that there are people reading my blog! So happy, happy! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVTgr-nx7gs/TxmRey3o8QI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Iz90ZHEDXGk/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-21+at+AM+12.06.19.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVTgr-nx7gs/TxmRey3o8QI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Iz90ZHEDXGk/s400/Screen+shot+2012-01-21+at+AM+12.06.19.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(I'm putting this up as evidence to show that I'm not lying to myself. And a million thanks to you, Jolene, for the compliment cause it really motivates me to post at least once a week! Thank you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, so my week was pretty cheerful if I do say so myself. I think it's cheerful because of my school friends! I really them a lot cause whenever I'm with them I go...WILD. Literally. Out of my friends, I am the weirdest one in the group. How am I weird? Good question. I have no clue whatsoever, all I know is that I'm weird. In a good way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So this week in school hasn't been much, just the usual average school days. But this week ended off with...a bang. Today, well technically yesterday cause it has past midnight. So yesterday we had a celebration for an event that happening next week! Do you know what it is?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;IT'S CHINESE NEW YEAR!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The time where you feast, grow fat and get lots and lots and lots of money!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But we still had lessons for like...105 minutes...which is...1h and 45mins, and during that period of time, our minds were seriously all over the place and not focused on the subjects that we are suppose to be studying. We were studying on shading venn diagrams and such. I'm still trying to get a hang of it, I just need more practice! So if you're having troubles in this area as well, all I can tell you is that you should just keep practicing. Practice and practice and practice. In whatever way you feel comfortable with. But if you still cannot get it, seek help or change the way you practice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Moving on! The celebration wasn't really that much. We had this thing call Yu Sheng.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(From what I'm reading, to inform the non-chinese readers, yu sheng is also known as a Prosperity Toss. It's a Teochew-style raw fish salad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;It usually consists of strips of raw fish (most commonly&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salmon" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Salmon"&gt;salmon&lt;/a&gt;), mixed with shredded vegetables and a variety of sauces and condiments, among other ingredients. Yusheng literally means "raw fish" but since "fish (鱼)" is commonly conflated with its&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homophone" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Homophone"&gt;homophone&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;"abundance (余)", Yúshēng (鱼生) is interpreted as a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homophone" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Homophone"&gt;homophone&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for Yúshēng (余升) meaning an increase in abundance. Therefore, yusheng is considered a symbol of abundance, prosperity and vigor. This is all from Wikipedia. If you want to find out more about Yu Sheng feel free to click on this link ---------&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yusheng"&gt; http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yusheng&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;(This is what Yu Sheng looks like!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9O3R1O7ypXA/TxmZFbdXbVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/raRz_on3zUU/s1600/A958K91XX4CVCC84V56EE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9O3R1O7ypXA/TxmZFbdXbVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/raRz_on3zUU/s400/A958K91XX4CVCC84V56EE.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;So, my teachers prepared this for the class and when we have prepped the dish nicely into the bowl, everyone went to different tables cause we had three dishes. The tossing, is the most epic part. Oh!! If you do not know, when it comes to this dish, you get to toss it in the air. It is said that the higher you toss it, the better. I don't know why but it does. And as you toss you can say good things like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;"A1s for O levels!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;"Win TOTO!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;"Get a girlfriend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Who knows what else you guys can wish for!! But these are just examples of what you can do as you toss it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;So when the tossing began the people in my table, started screaming and tossing the food and it did not fly upwards, it flew sideways and it splattered all over my hand and the tables as well. (Thankfully we covered the tables with plastic bags.) Yes, it was really, really epic and I've never had this much fun tossing Yu Sheng with my classmates. For the past few years we didn't get to do this, but doing it really just opens the Chinese culture to the non-Chinese people and I think my friends really did have fun :) So I'm really happy that the school came up with this idea. It's probably the best one yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Gahh! I'm getting hungrier by the minute cause I totally skipped dinner as I had a trial worship practice and it was really fun! I enjoyed myself. There was me and Jing Shen. Who is he? Can you see the guy in the orange shirt? That's him :D He's a nice guy, really enjoy his company ^^ He plays the bass!! Coolio people!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXgzrDvRmno/TxmbkRHsR8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5hJ2T8MQm1E/s1600/IMG_3091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXgzrDvRmno/TxmbkRHsR8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5hJ2T8MQm1E/s1600/IMG_3091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXgzrDvRmno/TxmbkRHsR8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5hJ2T8MQm1E/s1600/IMG_3091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXgzrDvRmno/TxmbkRHsR8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5hJ2T8MQm1E/s400/IMG_3091.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Yes, yes, I know. I've posted this photo before, but I want to post it again. I do not know why but love uploading photos onto my blog. Makes it look really lovely and lively! It also does show that I have a life with friends! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I was reading my devotion book not too long ago and it was on "Rejoice".&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;The verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philippians 4:4 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I think I can learn a lot from this as we should rejoice in what the Lord has done for us. He died on the cross for our sins and for that we should rejoice. But I don't think that we should only rejoice in one time of the week or day. We should rejoice in the Lord always for he has done great things in our lives. Sometimes you may be facing difficulties but all these things are part of God's plans for you and these things are our blessings. Blessings in disguise if you put it that way. So yeah, the special one who left must be a blessing in disguise from God :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Not only does it tell that it's a blessing, it also tells me that his chapter has finally come to an end in my story. Same goes to those who meant really dear to me and have left me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;God bless you guys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Love you all &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-5254968437079511715?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5254968437079511715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=5254968437079511715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5254968437079511715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5254968437079511715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2012/01/hungry-at-this-time-of-night.html' title='Hungry at This Time of The Night'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVTgr-nx7gs/TxmRey3o8QI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Iz90ZHEDXGk/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-01-21+at+AM+12.06.19.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1553321340517929711</id><published>2012-01-14T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:14:41.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Sure What To Title This Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uppywS5WGxA/TxGR8RA3WBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/C7GqWt6r7g4/s1600/IMG_3091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uppywS5WGxA/TxGR8RA3WBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/C7GqWt6r7g4/s400/IMG_3091.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Hello!! It's me again :) See the photo above? That's a photo of my dear, dear church cell group :) I really adore my cell. They are filled with a bunch of nice people. Some of them like to bullshit a lot. Like the one wearing the orange tee and that head popping out of the sand. We buried him earlier before taking this photo :) We actually went for a cell outing on that day :) Went beaching and bowling and eating. Yupp. Loads of fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;(I'm really, really happy that I'm able to upload photos!! Like FINALLY!! I've been having issues on uploading photos onto my blog and it was getting on my nerves. Well hooray for being able to upload photos!! Maybe I get to upload more when I can :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Anyways, what did I plan to talk about...?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Have you ever had the situation where you want to tell someone how you feel but you just can't seem to do it or it's not even worth telling or it's just best kept to yourself? Well, I'm going through this sort of situation. Recently, I've been having really dull ache in my heart because of someone. And this someone meant...well, still means something to the heart of this girl. We never got together actually but somehow, it looked like we were together. We were really close and there was one point in time where I actually liked him more than a friend but I just knew that it just wasn't right. After a while, things just didn't go the way I expected it to. I think I mentioned about this in the previous post. Hmmm...oh well. I just pray that God will show me and my heart a way out of this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Anyways, I really enjoyed my day today! I went for a bible study class today. A Journey with Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;(That's the title of the class right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;. Basically, we will study Jesus' life, before, during and after, on Earth. In total there is 393 points that we have to go through. Which is fine, I enjoy getting to know Jesus more and see how he can work in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;After that, I went to church to study but before that I went to J8 to check if Popular sold some textbooks that I need for school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;(Sadly they didn't have it. How am I to explain this to my teachers?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;. And on my way, I actually saw an old church mate Adriel. He's not the same age as me, he's older by...urm...I'm not sure actually. Anyways, we actually just chatted for quite awhile. Talking about studies and such. He's a really smart guy even if he was in NA. Pshhhh, so what man! He took 9 subjects and some of them were pure subjects. Major respect for him. It was really nice talking to him and it's good to see the face of an old friend. He has grown into a handsome young man now! *winkwink* He actually did offer to help me with my math after work but he didn't show. That's fine really. I knew that he was busy with his work and I absolutely do not blame him for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;So far, my studying progress is slow. I totally forgot about my english tuition homework and it is due at the end of the week. I'm screwed. So, I'm planning of doing it tomorrow in church. I think the passage will just suck the living daylights out of me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;So that's all I have and I need to sleep soon. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Love you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Celine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1553321340517929711?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1553321340517929711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1553321340517929711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1553321340517929711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1553321340517929711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2012/01/not-sure-what-to-title-this-post.html' title='Not Sure What To Title This Post'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uppywS5WGxA/TxGR8RA3WBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/C7GqWt6r7g4/s72-c/IMG_3091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-6340309090529929774</id><published>2012-01-04T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T01:02:55.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Things in Life</title><content type='html'>Life can really surprise you. Well, not life but God surprises us. I'm pretty sure that he has surprised me over the years with good things yet bad things. And all these things come with their benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read in a devotional and it said, "He provided favour, lined up doors of opportunity, and arranged for perfect connections to help you construct a great life." Last year, God saw me and the GB Drill Com girls through the competition and praise the Lord for he has blessed us with a second place. And that time of the year was a big year for me to step up and be more open and showcase my potential in GB. I never really thought that I would ever get a chance. I always thought of wanting it cause it looked so cool but once I got the job, it was really nerve racking! But I really felt that God did this and out of it I've grew closer to my juniors. And I'm proud of them cause they did a spectacular job. I couldn't ask for anything more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that he surprised me was allowing me to get the Best Cadet Award. WOAH. That is quite a huge title. I actually I had no idea that I would be given a chance to be one. I mean for the past few years, the award is given to the company leader or assistant company leader who contributes &amp;nbsp;A LOT in their CCA. But I do not know actually how they pick out the best cadet. I didn't really knew how to react when I saw my name on the board. For the past four years, I've been dying to have my name up there for something, anything! And I'm really surprised and really happy to have received the award. I didn't know how I got it but praise God for it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, he has surprised me spiritually in the Worship Retreat for youth in my church. On the first day, we had Steven Nicaud(sp) to give us a sharing about creating atmospheres which is important in worship as it helps invited the presence of the Lord to the congregation. The next day, we had our own quiet time where we did our devotion and we did a draft of what to write in our commitment card. I did my draft and after a short sharing, if I remembered correctly, we worshipped him and then wrote on our commitment card. Once that is done, we were to go to pray to God about the things that we wrote down. And I actually felt God's presence wash over me, holding me. I felt my stomach feel strained and &amp;nbsp;I couldn't breathe which is scary cause it is my first time experiencing such a thing. And it felt really great. I felt secure. After that, we lined up in a line so that the leaders would pray for us and during that time, I really felt overwhelmed by His presence. I had waterfalls coming from my eyes. When I was prayed for, I felt His presence hugging me and I think the leader praying for me felt it to. I'm really happy that I was able to have such an experience and I hope that I would be able to feel more of it in future :) Praise God :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are three things that God has blessed me from last year. But what about this year? I'll share with you the good things that he has blessed me with in the short period of time in the beginning of the year. It was the start of school yesterday and on the very first day of school, you would try to clear up as much class things as possible such as the class committee, the monitresses (my school calls them that) etc. And I gladly volunteered myself to me either a the monitress or the assistant. I never really thought I would get the position as I did try out for the position before in Sec 2 I think. And I guess due to popularity vote, I did not get it. But that was fine with me. So the class voted while the nominees were sent out of class. And when we came back, I actually sort of afraid to see the board. In the end, my friend is the monitress and I'm the assistant. Assistant. Assistant monitress. Those two words just can't seem to sink in my head up till now. I'm the assistant monitress. Wow. Thank you God :D I'm guessing that my choice has a reason and every choice has it's consequences. I'll face them head on with God by my side :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever there's something good, there is always something bad no matter how small situation is. Recently I found out that a friend of mine from church and a friend of mine in school (they both know each other as they are in the same CCA). And I don't know why but I just felt hurt by it. In the past this guy and me were really good friends. This friendship was a deep one. Whenever there is a fight, I would always feel deeply hurt by it. But that's what makes us stronger, no? I guess I felt this way because I actually like him. Or maybe even love him. I wasn't sure and I didn't want to admit it to myself. Even if I did like him, I knew that we couldn't be together. He liked someone else and I was a year older than him. I feel that it is weird to date someone younger than yourself. I guess I can also say that I was afraid of falling in love due to failed past relationships. But now, I regret not taking a chance on my love for him. I really regret it. And it really sucked that you're the only person who didn't know about their relationship when everyone else does. They may say, "You're his good friend and I didn't want to tell you." or something along that line. They may think that it will hurt less but I don't think that's true. I felt more hurt. Well, so far if you don't understand what I've been saying, what I'm feeling can be summed up in just one chorus from Katy Perry's song "The One That Got Away".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"In another life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I would be your girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;We keep all out promises,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;be us against the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;In another life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I would make you stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;So I don't have to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;'You were the one that got away.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;The one that got away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another thing I read in the devotional really caught my attention: "He scheduled the right people in the right places at precisely the right times for every phase of your life." After reading this, I feel more encouraged. God may have taken him away from me but I'm sure that he has a reason for doing it. And I know that he prepared something even better for me because he loves me :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even in all things, may it be happy or sad, God has a reason for everything and he does it out of love :) This is something that I felt like sharing. God really does give us great, yet unexpected, surprises :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lots of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Celine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-6340309090529929774?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6340309090529929774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=6340309090529929774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6340309090529929774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6340309090529929774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2012/01/unexpected-things-in-life.html' title='Unexpected Things in Life'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3148304876885225777</id><published>2011-12-16T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T17:47:52.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A place called Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have you ever pondered where you feel truly at home? It is said that home is where the heart is. And I always followed this quote to find a place for me and for my heart to call the place home. I used to consider church and school as a home to me cause it brings me a sense of belonging and happiness. It is always the friends that are there that make me feel that way and I always love that feeling that it gives me. I will just bask in the feeling and just soak it all up, and just be happy and get energized by it. I really enjoy it. I never want it to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gee, I no longer feel the same way. I feel so left out but I guess I need to join the conversation but here's the catch, I have nothing to say for the conversation. I miss the feeling of being close with my friends...I miss it. Right now, I'm sitting alone, while others are having a good laugh but I guess it is partially my fault for not bothering to bond with them. Gahhhhh. I don't know what is going on with me. I just miss the people whom I normally see. And I just feel really nauseous about this. I feel sick which is not right. It's always my close friends who make me feel welcomed but they are not here as they are overseas and I no longer have a place in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's not only to day that I feel like this but it's been awhile. I'm soon seeing what the people here are truly like and I don't like it. I sometimes wonder who they are. A friend of mine left they church and it just hurts me. He's just a friend and someone I enjoy talking to. Nothing is going right anymore. I just wish I can reverse time and get things back the way it used to be. But I can't do that. But I can wish right? I can wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3148304876885225777?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3148304876885225777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3148304876885225777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3148304876885225777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3148304876885225777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2011/12/place-called-home.html' title='A place called Home'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-199855298414860146</id><published>2011-12-14T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T21:00:58.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover :) Yayyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hello fellow blogger readers or whoever you are reading my blog. Well, I don't know why I'm actually still blogging when no one actually reads it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyways, I just came back from a sleepover. A group of friends whom we call ourselves the Staybackers! I know it's weird but we were really good friends with each other since primary school. And in Secondary One and Two, the four of us would stay back everyday to hang out and stuff. It was probably the best times of my life. But sadly our group kind of had to come to an end as one of us migrated back to Australia at the end of our Secondary Two year. It was a really emotional and hard time for me cause the both of us were best friends since Primary Four and we would always play with our pens and create stories with them which was really weird but it was pact with laughter and fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For the sleepover we grabbed some lunch at a Ramen bar in Holland and it was kind of expensive? But thankfully there is a student discount so it did not really cost too much. If I were to compare ramen I think I would MUCH prefer ramen from Ajisen Ramen. I love their ramen cause it's just so damn good and it has been awhile since I ate it and speaking about it is seriously making my stomach rumble. After that we went all the way to Woodlands to do some art thing which is an expensive thing to do. Well, at least I feel that it is expensive. The one I did was $2 cause it was small and it was the letter C. I spent hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(well not really)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; trying to decide on what kind of design I should do. I wanted to do a candy cane design but it failed MISERABLY. The stripes were just too fat and it's really disappointing to not be able to do the design that i wanted. So I decided to do some dots and they failed too. So in the end I just put some blue dots around the C and use a cotton bud to drag the paint around to make some swirl-like patterns. After that we went to get some frozen yogurt and went to Botanic Gardens for a nice walk. It's really beautiful at night. All the trees are lit with beautiful fairy lights, goodness, it's just a perfect time to have a walk with your boyfriend or girlfriend. It really is just magical. I had a really good time talking and catching up with my friends. But it was also a real bummer that one of them wasn't able to make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So while heading back to the MRT station, we kinda caught a couple kissing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(normal kissing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; and stuff and they saw us walking towards them and they kinda looked embarrassed or something. And I had did really odd feeling that they were gonna go full on kissing once we walk far enough of them. Sure enough they really went for hardcore kissing and it is kind of disturbing. I'm just a curious 16 year old alright? So yeah, but I also feel that it is not right for them to do that in public cause it really disturbs people. I mean a peck on a cheek is fine. Holding hands is fine too. I mean all these things that do not really show that much affection is fine. Try to keep the affection to a minimum, I guess? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What do you think about people showing public display of affection? What are your thoughts about it? I would really love to know. So do drop some comments on the chatbox. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thank you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;With lots of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Celine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-199855298414860146?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/199855298414860146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=199855298414860146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/199855298414860146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/199855298414860146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-and-its-weirdness.html' title='Sleepover :) Yayyy'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-6820794742878590681</id><published>2011-11-26T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T00:59:04.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepest Apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey guys! I feel totally, totally H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E for not blogging for like...the last post was in February...for like a good nine months. Oh dear, oh dear me. I feel awful now...well, I really feel like I should continue with blogging but I do not think that anyone actually reads it but oh well :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;RIght now I shall just make it up to you guys and write a super, super, super long post :) Hmmmm...where shall I start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay, I'll start with my exams. Well, exams seriously suck. This year I kinda studied at the very last minute which is probably the worst thing that I can do. And in the end, I actually passed four subjects out of six which was pretty good :) but before that, I was actually notified that I might retain. So I had to go to this Study Camp which will look at our attitude in our work, make sure we get full attendance. I broke down crying because of that. I cannot believe that I could be retaining. I hated that feeling. It was the worst feeling I ever felt. I never thought that I would retain. I also had to drop my Chinese hence going to the lowest grade of Chinese ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;And the thing that actually got me retained was my English. I just failed my English. I'm quite disappointed in myself. It's also hard to score for English especially in my school. Hahahaha! Well, I shouldn't let that hold me back now should I? :) I just have to work harder during the holidays which is what I'm doing nowadays :) well, some of the days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;At this point of time, people are having their time of their lives. Going for their Prom Night and such. I'm really envious of them somewhat. Oh well, I have less than 365 days to study for my O levels. Oh gawd, just thinking about it makes me really nervous. Anyways, holidays have not been much for me as well. I was suppose to go to a mission trip but it got cancelled due to the fact that there are riots there. I'm really bummed about it as I was really looking forward to going on for that trip. I really wanted to see the Sec 3s have a good time there and be nurtured from the trip as well. And bond much, much more with each other. But sadly, it had to be cancelled. I did tell a few people I was going, but I did not tell them anything about it being cancelled. I might surprise some people tomorrow :) OHHHHH I cannot wait. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;I enjoy hanging out with my friends. The one thing that I love doing with my friends is ice skating :) I recently went ice skating with them and we had fun skating and looking at guys as well :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, I guess I'll stop right here. It's not super long but I think it can satisfy you for a while. :) I need to have at least one day in the week to blog. Do drop in some suggestions in the chat box yeah? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thank You! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;With love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';color:#ff6666;"&gt;Celine &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-6820794742878590681?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6820794742878590681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=6820794742878590681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6820794742878590681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6820794742878590681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2011/11/deepest-apologies.html' title='Deepest Apologies'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1853464983341277683</id><published>2011-02-03T16:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T17:28:39.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNYEAR!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Hello my fellow readers :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;[wait...what readers do i have...?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Hahahaha, oh well. I'm sure that there are readers here somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I can't be that pathetic to have NOT a single reader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;*looks away guilty*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;MOVING ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Its finally CHINESE NEW YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Hahaha. And its the year of the rabbit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Yesterday, my school celebrated CNY. It was quite interesting but sort of boring. Especially the first few acts. Not really very entertaining. Thankfully i brought my book along to read. Wonderful book. Must read. its called Getting Mad, Getting Even by Annie Sanders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Yeah, but, i do enjoy the very last act. The teachers were acting in it. Fabulous acting. And really hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;They were talking about CNY and how it is meant to celebrate with your family. And my Maths teacher was finally able to fulfill her lifelong dream of being an actor. But it was probably on for 15 minutes. Hahaha. I'm very mean. But it was really good. Hope the media girls got a video of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;After that i went out with my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;[Yes, I have no friends to hang out with. *sniff*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Haahaha. But we had lots of fun though. We went all the way to Plaza Singapura to catch a movie. In the beginning, we wanted to go to The Cathy to watch a movie, but the ticket were REALLY expansive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; expansive]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;And than we went to eat at Macs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;And my whole packet of fries just fell off my tray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;*tear fall down my cheek*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I was very sad. VERY sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;MOVING ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;We went to watch The Green Hornet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;It was a really good movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Though...the last part was quite gruesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;The Green Hornet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;[I'm talking about the dude]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;, OMGOSH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;He's such a useless freak. I'm very serious. Only at the last part he was quite okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Yeah. That should be like that. It was enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Than we just went to 313 to grab some frozen yoghurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;[YUMM!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Hahaha. And it was good. Before i knew it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;My phone dropped into the yoghurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Why am i so clumsy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So this Chinese New Year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I'm hoping to get as many ang pao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;[red packets]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;And i hope i really hope to use the money to update my closet, get myself a chinese electronic dictionary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;[cause i really really need one but my mom doesn't want to get me one. crap you]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;and i really hope to get myself a camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Yes, i really really really want to get a camera. But i'm actually stuck in deciding on what/which camera i should get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I have two choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1. Sony Cybershot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2. Canon DSLR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Yes, its either one of these cameras. I don't mind saving up for both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So, which one do you think i should get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Please comment and give me your comments in the chatbox :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Yes, so now question of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;What are you gonna do with all the money you get during CNY? Spend it? Donate it? Flush it down the toilet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;[Celine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;NO ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; in their right mind will flush money down the toilet.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Hahaha. Yes yes, i was just kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So comments in the chatbox too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So here's wishing all of you a wonderful Chinese New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Byes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;.Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1853464983341277683?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1853464983341277683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1853464983341277683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1853464983341277683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1853464983341277683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2011/02/cnyear.html' title='CNYEAR!!'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-8847781212686374911</id><published>2011-01-08T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T21:22:48.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGSaturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YO YO YO YO!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good heavens. How long has it been since i last posted??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well, let's just say that i haven't been blogging for a fair few months and my only reason for not blogging is...i'm just too lazy. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah, so anyways. How have you guys been? Its been Quite a year, 2010, isn't it? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm still not really used to the new year. Speaking of which, how were your new years?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Was it good or bad? I spent my new year in church. Stayed over night. And didn't clock any sleep. And i had two dinner parties to attend to. Which was quite fun. Okay the second dinner party was really really fun. I enjoyed myself a lot. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas. How did you guys spend christmas? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I spent mine going out with my clique. Which was called ArtistsX3. A really fun, awesome and artistic group of people that i hang out with. And one of our members, Ash &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;(she's a girl for those who think that Ash is Ash Ketchup or whatever his name is from pokemon)&lt;/span&gt;, migrated to to Australia, came back to Singapore for the holidays and we spent christmas together. Hahaha. And we stayed over at Jewell's house for the night and for dinner we ate lots of splendid and delightful food. And indulged ourselves in mash potato and cheese. Ohh, splendid combination. And we used this equipment, which i have no idea what its called, and it was really cool. Hahaha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm. So its a new year. And i'm finally Sec 4. WOW. I know right. sighs. This year, i'm gonna study hard. Yesh. And than for O levels. I'll work hard to score well, and if possible, i would probably go to a JC. If cannot...well...poly it is. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;JCs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;St. Andrew's Junior College &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anglo Chinese Junior College&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anderson Junior College&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poly:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT SURE. hahahhaha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;So what are your new year's resolution for this year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please comment at the chatbox (: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment. Not spam.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-8847781212686374911?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8847781212686374911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=8847781212686374911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8847781212686374911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8847781212686374911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2011/01/omgsaturday.html' title='OMGSaturday'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-8994946373014641131</id><published>2010-10-14T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:53:50.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GOODNESS! How long has it been since i've blogged?? I think its been awhile since i last blogged....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ANYWAYS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am back again. I'm terribly sorry for not being able to blog. I had exams and its been quite busy here and there. So how are exams? I guess they're fine? I think i'm gonna fail A LOT of subjects...FOR SURE. I think i need to get ready for next  year, if i'm gonna graduate to next year. SIGHS. I'd rather drop to the normal stream than get retained with my juniors. I don't like that. Sighs. I hope i'll graduate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well! I don't want to worry myself about it. I'm now gonna relax and enjoy my break! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA!!! Yesterday and today I didn't have to go to school :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think everyone finished their paper today. Tomorrow is marking day and the following monday. WOOHOOO~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okays today, went out with Leon for brunch. Wanted to go to Serene Centre MacDonald's but decided not to cause there were too many St Margs girls there. I don't want to risk running into any of my friends. So we went all the way to King Albert's Park MacDonald's, i like going there to eat cause its a really cool place. On the way there, we passed by Hwa Chong and these group of boys boarded the bus. They sat near us and started talking about their exams. Like....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"EH!! How many black you leave out arr??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I think i gonna score a C6 lehhh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"YOU KNOW ARR!! I left out 25 mark blank ehh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I left 30 marks blank ehh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is this? WHAT IS THIS?! Aren't Hwa Chong people like freaking smart? Goodness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When we got of, the same group of people &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;[actually half of them]&lt;/span&gt; got off at the same stop as us. And there was this one guy who carried a bag. And this bag is no ordinary bag. Its a very special bag. Its those kind of bags which is environment friendly and can be reused. Yes, he carried that bag. BUT! He didn't carry it on his shoulder, he hanged it on his neck. OMG!!! DUDE! GROW UP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After we bought food, Leon ran away cause he saw his juniors. Hahaha. Than i saw my senior. Thank god i wasn't wearing my school uniform HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After eating with him, went to Bishan to chill at the library and read some books. Sat there for quite awhile. A lady next to me had an I-Pad and was using Facebook and watching videos. Than started to head off to AMKhub to meet up with Sam and Trevor to watch movie. I couldn't watch Eat, Pray, Love cause if i did, Sam's dad will kill her. And most of the shows were horror movies. But thankfully there was the Takers which was not a horror movie. Thank God for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, thats about it. I'm gonna go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BYES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOVE YOU &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-8994946373014641131?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8994946373014641131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=8994946373014641131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8994946373014641131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8994946373014641131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/10/goodness-how-long-has-it-been-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-7306754755092006621</id><published>2010-09-07T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:39:22.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question TIme On Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes!! Its that time of the week! but we normally have it at the end of the blog post. So let try to be different and...put it at the beginning of the post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay. Question of the day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What is the most touching song that you've ever heard? (2 or more songs if you have that many touching songs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A song that really touches your heart. I actually have 2 really touching songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The first is called "I'll Be There" by Faber Drive. (go check it out) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How did i come to know that song? I came to know that song just today. My little brother actually let me listened to it. And its just really touching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;here are the lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(238, 238, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;If your lost,&lt;br /&gt;And you need to find some escape&lt;br /&gt;Or some peace of mind,&lt;br /&gt;Call my name&lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;If your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Are drenched in sweat&lt;br /&gt;You can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;There's too much in your head&lt;br /&gt;Call my name&lt;br /&gt;Any time of day,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't carry on,&lt;br /&gt;When the road's way too long&lt;br /&gt;Know that your not alone&lt;br /&gt;I can carry you home&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there (Da, da, da, da....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give,&lt;br /&gt;Till you've got nothing left,&lt;br /&gt;Wanted more,&lt;br /&gt;But you end up with less,&lt;br /&gt;All your friends,&lt;br /&gt;Have turned away&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be there, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't carry on,&lt;br /&gt;When the road's way too long&lt;br /&gt;Know that you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;I can carry you home&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the world is too much to take&lt;br /&gt;Pulling you down like a tidal wave&lt;br /&gt;I can hold you, I will hold you&lt;br /&gt;Here and now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your lost and you need to find some escape,&lt;br /&gt;Or some peace in mind, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't carry on,&lt;br /&gt;When the road's way too long&lt;br /&gt;Know that you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;I can carry you home&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight&lt;br /&gt;When you can't carry on&lt;br /&gt;When the road's way too long&lt;br /&gt;Know that you're not alone,&lt;br /&gt;I can carry you home&lt;br /&gt;If you hold on tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world seems wrong&lt;br /&gt;When you've come undone&lt;br /&gt;No, you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;When the world seems wrong&lt;br /&gt;When you've come undone&lt;br /&gt;No, you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll be there, (Da, da....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yeah so that is the first one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The second song would be "Like A Rose" by A1. I heard that song about two years when i was with someone special. And he dedicated this song to me. When i first heard it i couldn't quite make out the lyrics. But he posted it on his blog and sent the song to me. And when i heard it again, i was really touched. Cause for once in my life, i felt special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;here's the lyrics to the song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;AND AS I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES&lt;br /&gt;I SEE AN ANGEL IN DISGUISE&lt;br /&gt;SENT FROM GOD ABOVE&lt;br /&gt;FOR ME TO LOVE&lt;br /&gt;TO HOLD AND IDOLIZE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AS I HOLD YOUR BODY NEAR&lt;br /&gt;I'LL SEE THIS MONTH THROUGH TO A YEAR&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN FOREVER ON&lt;br /&gt;TIL LIFE IS GONE&lt;br /&gt;I'LL KEEP YOUR LOVING NEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I'VE FINALLY FOUND MY WAY&lt;br /&gt;TO LEAD ME DOWN THIS LONELY ROAD&lt;br /&gt;ALL I HAVE TO DO&lt;br /&gt;IS FOLLOW YOU&lt;br /&gt;TO LIGHTEN OFF MY LOAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU TREAT ME LIKE A ROSE&lt;br /&gt;YOU GIVE ME ROOM TO GROW&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHONE THE LIGHT OF LOVE ON ME&lt;br /&gt;AND GAVE ME AIR SO I CAN BREATHE&lt;br /&gt;YOU OPEN DOORS THAT CLOSE&lt;br /&gt;IN A WORLD WHERE ANYTHING GOES&lt;br /&gt;YOU GIVE ME STRENGTH SO I STAND TALL&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE A ROSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN I FEEL LIKE HOPE IS GONE&lt;br /&gt;YOU GIVE ME STRENGTH TO CARRY ON&lt;br /&gt;EACH TIME I LOOK AT YOU&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S SOMETHING NEW&lt;br /&gt;TO KEEP OUR LOVING STRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR YOU WHISPER IN MY EAR&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF THE WORDS I LONG TO HEAR&lt;br /&gt;OF HOW YOU'LL ALWAYS BE&lt;br /&gt;HERE NEXT TO ME&lt;br /&gt;TO WIPE AWAY MY TEARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I'VE FINALLY FOUND MY WAY&lt;br /&gt;TO LEAD ME DOWN THIS LONELY ROAD&lt;br /&gt;ALL I HAVE TO DO&lt;br /&gt;IS FOLLOW YOU&lt;br /&gt;TO LIGHTEN OFF MY LOAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU TREAT ME LIKE A ROSE&lt;br /&gt;YOU GIVE ME ROOM TO GROW&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHONE THE LIGHT OF LOVE ON ME&lt;br /&gt;AND GAVE ME AIR SO I CAN BREATHE&lt;br /&gt;YOU OPENED DOORS I CLOSED&lt;br /&gt;IN A WORLD WHERE ANYTHING GOES&lt;br /&gt;YOU GIVE ME STRENGTH SO I STAND TALL&lt;br /&gt;WITHIN THIS BED OF EARTH&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE A ROSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THOUGH THE SEASONS CHANGE&lt;br /&gt;OUR LOVE REMAINS THE SAME&lt;br /&gt;YOU FACE THE THUNDER&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE SUNSHINE TURNS TO RAIN&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE A ROSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU TREAT ME LIKE A ROSE&lt;br /&gt;YOU GIVE ME ROOM TO GROW&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHONE THE LIGHT OF LOVE ON ME&lt;br /&gt;AND GAVE ME AIR SO I CAN BREATHE&lt;br /&gt;YOU OPENED DOORS I CLOSED&lt;br /&gt;IN A WORLD WHERE ANYTHING GOES&lt;br /&gt;YOU GIVE ME STRENGTH SO I STAND TALL&lt;br /&gt;WITHIN THIS BED OF EARTH&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE A ROSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GIVE ME STRENGTH SO I STAND TALL&lt;br /&gt;WITHIN THIS BED OF EARTH&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE A ROSE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Yeah so those are my two most touching songs i've heard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;So leave me a comment or tag in the chat box and tell me what is the most touching song you've ever heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Okay so moving on to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;For the past three days i was away at a chalet with my friends. And they are mostly from the same cca so i felt kinda left out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;And i don't quite like chalets cause its always so creepy at night when everyone is asleep. So yeah. I don't like it. I actually have sore throat and on the second day, i caught a fever. Only Xian Jun thought  i had a fever. I like it when someone cares for you :) Later that night, we went to sam's place and i stay over, the others left in the afternoon. And at night, i caught a fever and i still had to sleep in an air conditioning room. So yeah, in the morning, i had a splitting headache and a raging fever. So i went home lied on the sofa with a towel on my forehead. And it didn't stop till this morning. I actually had plans tomorrow. I was suppose to be meeting my little brother for a movie but before that, i have history remedial which i can't afford to miss. I really need a lot of help with my studies. And i really don't want to retain another year. If you see my results, you'll understand why. So yeah thats about it. Thats my life. I'm sort of enjoying it? Maybe not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;SO YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;HAVE AN AWESOME HOLIDAY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;LOVE YOU ALL :D&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;.Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-7306754755092006621?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7306754755092006621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=7306754755092006621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7306754755092006621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7306754755092006621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/09/question-time-on-tuesday.html' title='Question TIme On Tuesday'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-5265903464215783925</id><published>2010-08-31T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:58:48.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question Time On Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HEY!!! ITS THAT TIME AGAIN!!! The time where i get to ask you questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But before we get to that, i will talk to you about my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BUT, i have to say that the chat box is seriously &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So please, make an effort and just reply to my questions, and when you tag on my board, i will know that there are people reading it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;MOVING ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, what happened today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was....drum roll please! &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;-drum roll-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TEACHERS' DAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;How did it go? Well, it was alright. Actually better than last year. This year the sec threes are in charge of putting a performance together for teachers day. So most decided to do dance. My class and another class came together to put up a dance. Which was a really funky one :D We worked hard, other classes put up really good performances. We rehearsed with the teachers and it was great. Until we found out that one class copied 30 secs of the song that we were dancing to. And a "fight" nearly broke out. SCARY....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On the actual day, things didn't really go well. But, it was still a good performance :D the teachers loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After that, me, jewell, amanda and andrea went ikea. And its my first time to ikea. And what do you do at Ikea? EAT &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;SWEDISH MEAT BALLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; OF COURSE!! They taste really really really good. If you haven't been there, go there and eat those meat balls! You will be happy for the rest of the day. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Okay so now. Question time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What is the best food or snack you've ever eaten?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tell me at my chat box K?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;OKAY! I LOVE YOU GUYS &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;BYES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-5265903464215783925?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5265903464215783925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=5265903464215783925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5265903464215783925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5265903464215783925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/08/question-time-on-tuesday_31.html' title='Question Time On Tuesday'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1548788153497232779</id><published>2010-08-24T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T22:33:04.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question Time On Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cue the music!!! Oh wait...there's no music. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! As you can see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;I'VE CHANGED BLOGSKIN&lt;/span&gt;!!! Once again. HAHAHA :D I found this and it was a really cute and sweet looking blogskin and it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;BEGGING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;(literally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to be used. So i decided to pity it and used it. And now, i'm FINALLY able to use this new chat box. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SHOUT MIX CHAT BOX&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was looking through my friend's blog and decided to tag. I saw this chat box. Its really neat. And its really like a 100 times better than the regular Cbox. Okay...so...we shall start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay today wasn't really anything special. It was a normal school day and all. But i got pissed off early in the morning. My teacher made a girl cry in class. We have this roster thing to clean the class. And apparently it was my groups turn to clean the class and we forgot. SO we were called to the front of the class. The girl is the leader and she's a very soft spoken girl. And somehow the whole standing in front of the class made her tear. For an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After school, has Teacher's Day rehearsals. It was fun. A fight nearly broke out as one of the classes used 30 seconds of the song that we're dancing to. Someone got pissed and wanted to create a scene which was stopped by some people. In the end we did fairly alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay i'm like way too lazy to talk about school. Lets start with the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What kind of people pisses you off the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For me, there are a few kinds of people who pisses me off the most. But i'll only mention one cause i have to go soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hate people who makes a date with you and forgetting about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you settled a date with someone, like for a movie. You are super busy but you set aside sometime to hang out. Than in the morning you have something one and after that you rush over to meet your friend who is not there. So you wait. And when its past the meeting time. You text her and she replies you. Completely forgetting about the meeting. OMG that drives me insane. Come on! At least have the decency to message me that you can't come instead of wasting my time waiting for you and you never show up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah so what kind of people pisses you off? Leave a tag or comment at my new tag board and we shall see :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay, i've gotta go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;LOVE YOU LOAD MY LITTLE BROTHER!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1548788153497232779?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1548788153497232779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1548788153497232779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1548788153497232779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1548788153497232779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/08/question-time-on-tuesday_24.html' title='Question Time On Tuesday'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-8473542968897393629</id><published>2010-08-17T19:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:01:33.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question Time On Tuesday</title><content type='html'>YESH!!! I'm blogging! -GASP- shocking isn't it? hahaha. Okay guys, i'm trying to make a habit of posting at least twice a week. And i'm not gonna post everyday cause i have no life and i will just bore you guys to tears. I'm not exaggerating. I'm hungry. I want cinnamon melts. I think that my favourite food from MacDonalds. I'm listening to Mr Brightside by The Killers. AWESOME SONG!!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the link.&lt;br /&gt;The Killers - Mr Brightside &lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9BAO3MpbFBs&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;There's the link. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really really funny. In SMSS we have this sort of routine. Every UGs [uniform groups] will take turns every week to do morning assembly. And by that i mean like we lead the whole school for national anthem. This week is suppose to be Red Cross's turn BUT they were going to the YOG as first aiders [i think] so Girl Guides had to take over for Red Cross. My friend, Durga, she was suppose to do commanding but she didn't want to so she went to look for Li Min. While she was looking for Li Min, Tao Pang [in PE attire] came to look for me and asked me to help her raise the flag and i agreed. Apparently we're not allowed to do flag raising in our PE attire, and than we went to look for Durga. Durga was standing outside 3/1 asking Li Min to do the commanding instead. They were standing there for at least 5 minutes begging each other. Li Min, "Can you please do it? I'll do it tomorrow! I promise!" and Durga,"PLEASE! Can you do it today? I'm cold and i don't want to do it!" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Me and my other GB friend watch the fight in amusement. And i was getting a little worried since flag raising was gonna start soon and said,"Durga, i think you should go down on your knees and beg..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i was actually joking right? But she ACTUALLY went DOWN on her KNEES and BEGGED. I'm serious. Its was a really hilarious moment. One in a lifetime comedy. She was on her knees screaming, "PLEASE!!!" I wish i captured that moment...&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;OH! Another song. Shock by BEAST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b5wL2znN0xE&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now its time for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DRUM ROLL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION TIME ON TUESDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay for those who do not know...I'm doing this weekly thing where i'll ask you guys a question and you'll answer them in my tag board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION: Where is your favourite shopping/clothing outlet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is at Ocean Pacific and Cotton On. Love those two places XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's your favourite outlet? Tag and tell me your answers. I'll probably go check them out XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYES! LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-8473542968897393629?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8473542968897393629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=8473542968897393629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8473542968897393629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8473542968897393629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/08/question-time-on-tuesday.html' title='Question Time On Tuesday'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3028120583601971427</id><published>2010-08-04T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T21:50:11.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey people! I'm SO SO SO sorry for not posting for a long long long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have a reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(an excuse) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;for not posting bery often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I'm more focus on school and everything. And i have no life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Want to know why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I watch High School Musical reruns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, I watch HSM 1, 2  and 3. See how i have no life? Oh well I haven't been posting much so I'll try to type as much as i can here. I'll start from last week. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3rd August 2010 [Science Centre Outing]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This day wasn't really great to start with. It kinda sucked cause I had to miss recess just for an english CME presentation. And I broke my friends thumb drive [don't ask me what happened] than Idid my presentation for nothing cause I found out that the chapter that i did wasn't really good. So yeah. Than we had common test on physics which I think I screwed. But I screw every physics test. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Than after the physics test, I was suppose to go for my school's NDP training but I had to go to my Physics outing, it was some compulsory thing? So yeah, it was alright and i couldn't see how its kind of linked to physics. After the whole thing, we wandered around Science Centre and we stared at His Excellency, our president. Than we went to MacDonald's to eat and took loads of unglam pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4th August 2010 [Another trip to the Science Centre]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, my F&amp;amp;N teacher was not in school and normally on that day we would have to go to the computer lab to do our work. Instead of doing that, i went online and yeah. Awesome. Hahahahaha. Than we were dismissed early just to go Science Centre. It was a cool trip. This time it was something about chemistry. The lecturer actually explained the concepts but it was very advanced. It was really cool. He burned his "girlfriend" [who was a powerpuff girl towel]. When it was over, we went back to school and than went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6th August 2010 [NDP!!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We were suppose to report in school for uniform inspection. And i was a reserve as a flag raiser. Because of that I didn't fall in with the contingent. In the end, I was suppose to fall in but the contingent was just nice so i just had to help the red cross. In the end, i was the one who needed help cause i felt really dizzy. I was like having cramps and it drives you insane for example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;During NDP's singing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I screamed and jumped about to some songs after that feel the pain of my cramps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And after the whole NDP thing the GB girls went to watch movie XD We wanted to go to Orchard to watch but we couldn't get a bus so we went to J8. When we were there we went to get the tickets first. After that we went to look for food. So we went to S11 to eat. And guess who i saw? GARETH. I saw him and his friends. He cut his hair again. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;MOVING ON...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We kept walking up and down just to look for a seat for 8 people. HAHAHA. In the end we found a seat. I bought fishball noodles which sucked...they tasted like rubber...BLEHZ. After that we went to the playground and played with the spin spin thing. I flew off it. HAHA. Damn epic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[ I don't remember what i did on saturday and sunday...OH WELL ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9th August 2010 [ HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!! ] + [ Outing with my little brother XD ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, i know that i wrote it up there but why not just give another shout out? One is just not enough. So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                                       love you loads &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And on that day, me and Jewell went to Bras Basar to shop for things. I bought STICKERS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I bought one for me and one for my LITTLE BROTHER. It has cats on it. He LOVES cats. I LOVE THEM ALL!!! HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, after shopping, we went to macdonalds to study and have lunch. We were suppose to go to Joey's place to study but we didn't really want to travel that much so we just stayed and studies for 5 hours straight. The best study date XD After that i stayed over at Jewell's place. We spent the night wearing hats, talking crap and drawing. Haha. We slept at 3 in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I slept for 5 hours and woke up at 8 in the morning. It started raining and everything so i went home to change and bathe and just clean up. Than left to meet y little brother at Somerset Mrt station. Went to shop for clothes and he likes to wear dark colours. It can't be helped. So we just wandered around and than we headed off to Bishan library. We sat there and read books and just have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well that's what happen. I hope this long post will make up for not blogging. I feel like doing this thing where i ask a question like every week maybe on tuesdays or something. yeah. so its official. I'll have every tuesday to talk about problems and yeah just answer my question on my tag board. How about it? So let's start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Question of the day: What was the best time you had with your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mine was when i was with my GB friends and just doing crazy stupid stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have a good week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love you guys &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3028120583601971427?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3028120583601971427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3028120583601971427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3028120583601971427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3028120583601971427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-people-im-so-so-so-sorry-for-not.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-361939830823161789</id><published>2010-07-24T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:52:20.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello hello :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay its been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;QUITE &lt;/span&gt;some time since i last posted. Oops. I guess there's nothing to talk about? I'm blogging now and i don't have anything to tell you guys...think think think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OH. This week has been really stressful. I had a lot of homework to do and i have to file lots of things...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;( I HATE FILING TO THE MAX! ) &lt;/span&gt;what's more there is this Sec 2 guy, Leon Tang. Basically he added me cause he liked my name. So flattered that someone likes my name. Okay okay. I like my name too. I don't think any other names would suit me. He was complaining about his art project which was suppose to make a mask. And let me tell you, his teacher who is a hag, wants a mask that is out of the world. Crazy woman...So in the end i agreed to him that i would help him make a mask. But in the some problems came up and in the end I am now stuck with a very creepy painted mask next to me and i'm taking pictures of it. I posted them on facebook so you can go check them out if you want. Another thing that really made me laugh was this conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LT (Leon Tang) : Haha okay okay i sell you NDP ticket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ME: I don't think you're allowed to sell them. They're meant for your family members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LT:Oh...okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ME: yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LT: So, will i be seeing you next year at NPAP? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(NOTE: NPAP. National Police Annual Parade.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ME: I'm in GB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DIAOS RIGHT??? OMG...he thought i was in NPCC. HAHAHAHA best joke i've ever heard. Okay i have to continue with my tutorial now. BYES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-361939830823161789?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/361939830823161789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=361939830823161789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/361939830823161789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/361939830823161789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-hello-hello-d-okay-its-been-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-6761065562577914400</id><published>2010-07-12T19:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:44:43.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay first, i will talk about the happy things first. Today is GB Day! Yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And its also some of my friends birthday. Like Akmal and i think two of my classmates who are twins. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yeah GB day. Had to be in school like freaking early for uniform inspection and we had to size up to fit on the stage of the hall. Had a lot of trouble cause some girls streamed in later than usual and we just had to move here and there. Its just irritating. But being in full u is actually kinda cool cause you get to show off all your awesome badges that you've earned. I love it. For BB its really cool cause where they put their badges are like on the right sleeve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(i think so)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and those who are like staff sergeants, they literally have no more space to put anymore badges and its good enough to deflect a bullet. Solid. For GB ours is on a sash and its cool cause its easier to show it off. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I actually paid attention during English &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(its a miracle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. My friend and i were like scribbling like mad to finish our comprehension exercise so that we can take a longer break. And during Physics Peer Tutoring, i was actually serious in doing my work and i didn't complain instead i panicked cause i didn't know how to do the question and i actually understood all the formulas and other crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(another miracle has just happened)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What else...Hmmm...not sure. Okay. Now i'll talk about the horrible things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, on Saturday, i was still at my E&amp;amp;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(enrollment and dedication)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; at night we were up polishing our boots while the BB boys are downstairs at the Space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(that some place in the basement. its their dormitory i guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; they were watching movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(they are so freaking slack...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;While polishing our boots, we were talking and than i talked about something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(kinda personal so i won't be really talking about it...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and in the end my friend called me a slut. I guess she kinda jumped to conclusions and for the first time, i actually broke down crying. First of all, i've never been called a slut before...to me being called a slut means that i'm the kind of person who dresses in skimpy looking clothes and just sleep around with men...and yeah. Normally, i take these comments to heart. Most people say, "Don't take it to heart." Its easier said than done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another thing was that i forgot to bring my Physics workbook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(i find that my school life is revolving around Physics...not to mention that we were talked about Physics in English...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and in the end i had to buy a new workbook and like redo all the questions. Now i have two physics workbook. I guess it was worth it...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another thing that happened during Physics Peer Tutoring was that i scolded someone. I have to say that its partially my fault cause i was listening to my two friends. One of them was complaining about something. My friend told me that my other friend hate the assistant class monitress and she's blaming everything on her. When i heard that i got pissed and just reprimanded her telling her she didn't have the right to blame other people for the things that are unfair to them just because you hate them. After that, she got pissed and gave me and my friend attitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Guess i got myself into unnecessary trouble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thats it for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;TTFN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ta ta for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-6761065562577914400?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6761065562577914400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=6761065562577914400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6761065562577914400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6761065562577914400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/07/okay-first-i-will-talk-about-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2063861259550655132</id><published>2010-07-04T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:18:20.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Alright, its been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;QUITE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sometime since i last posted something. Alright, where shall i start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay, i'll start with Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;On Saturday, i had a rehearsals for my Girls' Brigade Enrollment and Dedication service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And i woke up at like 7 in the morning...i slept so well...freak you rehearsals!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so yeah, i ate breakfast and got ready to leave the house. Since i was going to change into my boots, i decided to wear my schools shoes and black socks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i took the bus to school, not worried that i'll be late until i found out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I DIDN'T BRING MY SHOE BAG. (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;which contained my boots&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I freaked out. It was a must to wear my boots and be there on time. Otherwise...you die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So i called my mom who laughed at me and soon flew over with my boots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;While waiting i was deciding if i should just not go for the rehearsals until my junior saw me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;*ominous music at the back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i panicked. well now i'm a senior, thus my junior are looking up to me (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;some of them are just too tall so they have to look down&lt;/span&gt;) moving on~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so in the end i chose to go for the rehearsals, i will be late. i think i'd rather get be late than to not bring my boots...hahaha. sighs. well i got my boots and i ran to school. seeing all the BB (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;boys brigade&lt;/span&gt;) there i quickly changed into my boots and ran to my group. they didn't kill me (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;THANK GOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;we went to do sizing. we tried to do drills which was horribly done (c&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;ourtesy of the Sec Ones&lt;/span&gt;) so in the end, my officers and seniors pulled all the sec ones out to teach them how to march (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;did i mention that they didn't know how to march? oh well, now you know.&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so it was the sec threes and twos left. we did quite well i must say. soon it started to drizzle but we still continued to do drills but eventually we were told to go to the hall. YAY! but the BB didn't come up until like 15-20 mins later. i pity them. GB is like three times their size. We had a full run through of the whole thing for three times. nearly fell asleep..OOPS. after that we had a break and we went to do some more drills in our different levels. had such a fun time during drills, just like the old days. Loved and treasured every moment of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;than we got scolded cause we were too caught up in reminiscing on our past and forgot to report on time. same goes to BB. then we went on with practicing for the ceremony part. which only included the sec ones. so we all just sat there and stone. and watch all our juniors screwing up their salutes. sighs horrible batch...and we were dismissed! YAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;than went out with someone to study. met at toa payao and headed to city hall macs for lunch. after lunch kinda studies maths with his help as well XD than we went wandering around raffles city. bumped into two of my friends...damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;saw lots of people wearing red. i kept asking my friend who wasn't really sure until i came to a conclusion about some SYF thing and he remembered about it and just agreed with me and explained something to me. hahaha. i'm smart XP we headed down to plaza sing and wandered around. we soon left and headed back to my place for awhile. and that was it. my wonderful saturday :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;~ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;BACK TO OTHER THINGS&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;you know i actually realised how love can really change you. i went out with my friend who helped me from my depression. he helped through it all and i found love again...and i want to share it with him. but when he hinted to go to my place...i suddenly got frightened...i think i have to thank my first relationship...i took things a little fast...a little too fast...and i guess i let my ex in a little too fast that some things just got out of my control...and even though everything is over...i'm still a little frightened by it...i trust him a lot...but i want to take things slow...i don't want to rush anything...i just don't want to make the same mistakes again...i'm sorry and i hope you'll understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2063861259550655132?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2063861259550655132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2063861259550655132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2063861259550655132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2063861259550655132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/07/alright-its-been-quite-sometime-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1721130965289994645</id><published>2010-06-21T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T19:26:38.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello hello!&lt;div&gt;i'm very very sorry for not posting for very long...and i have an excuse for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that is...that i'm lazy and bored and there is nothing to talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how are holidays?? they are fun yet boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stayed over at my friend'd house XD BOOYA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay...everything is loading so slowly now...WHY???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to my friend's place to play the Wii!! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there was like some construction going on so we ended up catching a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOYS STORY 3~!! Yes, it really deserves its 4 stars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a really cool show and you have got to watch it! Its a really nice show. I kinda cried at the last part, its was so touching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and starting from tomorrow. HOMEWORK. need to them. alright. i really have nothing else to say. so BYES!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1721130965289994645?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1721130965289994645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1721130965289994645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1721130965289994645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1721130965289994645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-hello-hello-im-very-very-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1548406388999509088</id><published>2010-06-06T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:27:02.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay okay. here i am posting again. &lt;div&gt;i'm forcing myself to post. otherwise my friend would nag and nag and nag...and yeah you get the point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this whole week i've been procrastinating. i said i would finish my holiday homework and i haven't even touched it. HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had my first aid training course :D it was on a thursday to saturday kinda thing. had fun wrapping my friends XD and had an awful time looking at awful videos. it was fun :) we had an exam to pass. it was on saturday which was yesterday. the instructor was going through some theory work. almost 100 plus questions. he was so fast! omg. we called him a donkey/ass. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our examiner was this fat indian dude...we took the theory test. thirty questions. and all the questions were gone through by our instructor. wow...than after that we had to do two types of bandaging with your partner. i had to do the palm injury...while my friend had to do a jaw injury. after that it was cpr...first to do it with my friend. and the verdict. WE PASS!! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay went to watch movie today with my friends. originally i wasn't able to. but i ended up going :) prince if persia! nice movie :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i'm lazy to type...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1548406388999509088?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1548406388999509088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1548406388999509088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1548406388999509088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1548406388999509088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/06/okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-7331806590639475179</id><published>2010-05-24T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T08:49:27.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Its been awhile since i've blogged. &lt;div&gt;I don't really feel like saying anything much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just lazy i guess...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No worries, i'll just be putting up some song lyrics and just read them through, K?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smile By Josh Groban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Smile though your heart is aching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Smile even though it's breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When there are clouds in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You'll get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you smile through your fear and sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Light up your face with gladness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hide every trace of sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Although a tear may be ever so near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Smile what's the use of crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you just smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When there are clouds in the sky you'll get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And maybe tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Light up your face with gladness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hide every trace of sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Although a tear may be ever so near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Smile what's the use of crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you just smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how much pain i'm suffering. I'll still smile. Even if its not a true one. I'll just smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-7331806590639475179?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7331806590639475179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=7331806590639475179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7331806590639475179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7331806590639475179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3814449757393825665</id><published>2010-05-04T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:39:49.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo. okay. &lt;div&gt;Firstly, i want to apologize for the very vulgar post. Sorry :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It a once in a few years kind of thing. but this will only happen when someone or some people piss me off. so watch it people...i'm a ticking time bomb. i can explode anytime, anywhere, anyhow. so yeah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOVING ON~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the exam period and it suckz....S-U-C-K-Z. yeah. yes i know may have my suckz spelled wrongly, guess its just how i want to spell it. I've so far finished my social studies (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;think i'll be able to scrape through.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;), english (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;definitely a pass.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;), chinese (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;definitely fail&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;). well thats about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this friday will be my math paper 1. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;... well i've studied mostly maths when i'm suppose to be studying more on my science. which i might just scrape through...i think i'll fail history (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;why didn't i take geog?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) F&amp;amp;N...if i pass i'll scream (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;think i'll fail...again. Why did i take such a horrid subject?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) but actually...F&amp;amp;N is actually easier than art and POA. I think. well i'll never take POA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is seriously intensive studying. Now i'm having tuition everyday. thank god that i finally quit chinese tuition (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm not gonna recommend my tuition teacher.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) hmmm. well chinese went...okay...? i think i might do well for my paper one...i think. at least i understood what the question wanted me to do XD YAHOO~! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait...i need to refill my bottle with green tea~! BRB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i'm back. so where was i...? ah yes. so today i had tuition at chinatown point at macs. there were three ITE girl students laughing and laughing and laughing for whatever reason (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;=.= this is the reaction i that i had.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) so yeah. mmmm. i can't wait for my exams to end...i really can't wait. cause after the last paper, i'm gonna go shop with my friend for baking things. cause we're making brownies! and maybe small cakes and cookies...? well yeah. i'll be making dunno how many things for dunno how many people. this is 10 times more work than i did for Valentine's Day. Ah well. or maybe a friday...i'm not too sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. its the exam period and the holidays are still oh so far away (&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sniff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;) and i'm almost full booked (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes i'm that wanted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) I'm free on the first week of june (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;maybe not cause i intend to finish every single piece of june holiday homework.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) than i'm booked from the 9th - 13th june. well not really, i'm free in between 10am - 7pm. so yeah.  than after that i'm booked from the 15th - 17th of june. i'm not gonna be free during any period of that time. and after that...nothing else i think. well yeah. haha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, my friend was bored and she went to check on the meaning hobknocker. yes i use it in school cause its fun and funny to say it with a british accent. haha. well she searched it and found the meaning. its...&lt;b&gt;4 pages long&lt;/b&gt;. so i'm not gonna tell you the meaning...you can go check it out yourself if you're interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the link!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: ArialNarrow; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 147, 40); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hobknocker" linkref="1"&gt;http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hobknocker&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah i typed a lot. i wish i could do this for every single post but i'm just to lazy. teehee :P well thats about it folks. gonna go watch my korean drama~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEZ!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3814449757393825665?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3814449757393825665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3814449757393825665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3814449757393825665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3814449757393825665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/05/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1755178148109958264</id><published>2010-04-27T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T18:26:28.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day filled with weirdness and laughter</title><content type='html'>okay as from the title, today was filled with a lot of weird stuff.&lt;div&gt;I hate english, its the teacher that makes me hate the subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had physics. and in physics. i'm very well known for my laugh. Mr Chua is SUPER lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he makes me laugh and when i laugh. people ask me to calm down. and yeah...i get plenty of stares. Then recess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm. Chemistry. another irritating teacher i have to put up with. than ss. sighs. i can stand the teacher sometimes, but sometimes it just gets on my nerves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MATHS!!!! WOOTS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got back our math common test. if it was just one more mark i could have gotten a A2. sighs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after going through she started talking crap with us and admired some pencil cases from ION. Haha. i found out that she doesn't like sour stuff. haha! we also discovered something which i will not tell you. I was sworn to secrecy. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since there wasn't any common test today, we were suppose to go home. But thanks to our 'WONDERFUL' chemistry teacher, we had to stay back for extra lessons. yeah she means well, but yeah. she drives me crazy every lesson there are at least two worksheets and she will rush through them leaving some of us clueless and it drives me insane! Today she was so funny! here's the convo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Vanns was walking to a place-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the teacher, ms yim-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ms yim: OI! VANESSA! when you want to walk around, can you please ask for my permission?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vanns: ohh. okay. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ms yim: aiyo...who knows. you keep walking around the class then suddenly you jump out of the window and die! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!!! OMG who on earth would want to die young man...hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then went home...okay...this post is short and boring. so i'm gonna stop here. BYEZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1755178148109958264?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1755178148109958264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1755178148109958264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1755178148109958264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1755178148109958264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-filled-with-weirdness-and-laughter.html' title='a day filled with weirdness and laughter'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3415479543388740183</id><published>2010-04-17T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:58:25.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. yeah sorry about the previous post. &lt;div&gt;well just to tell you again. it is not directed to any of y friends. its directed to my tuition teacher. and the 'why is everyone irritating me' part is towards my grandma and tuition teacher. yes they are both equally annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i had to go to my schools Grace Charity Concert. Its to help the spastic children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the tickets were sold at $15 for SMSS students, $20 for friends, $35 for senior citizens if i'm not wrong. And $40 for adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know. Its daylight robbery. I thought the concert wasn't gonna be good. But it was AWESOME! It was really good. seeing everybody dress up. haha. people freaked, seeing me in a skirt. haha. but they said that i looked nice/pretty. yeah. see if i can upload the photos on facebook. yeah. when having a 15 min break. i went to look for my friends and gave them some flowers i folded. yeah. and one of them found out something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what did she find out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, its for me to know and for you to find out or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SADDED! i had to miss Friday Cell for the concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than went home with joy and wanwen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY GOODNESS! the bus took forever to come. and i'm not joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took it like almost 40 minutes to come. WTF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well took it all the way to Toa Payao Mrt station. from there i went to Bishan to serangoon and than finally to boon keng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY. SUCKED. S-U-C-K-E-D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All we did was sit there and do nothing. for the supporting contingent that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sit there and play bejewelled, taptap2 &amp;amp; 3 on my friend's iPod. and pictionary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and went off for rehearsals. three rounds. than had lunch. our lunch was at 11. and we had to fall in at...1 45. we had a 2 hour 45 minutes break! WOOTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than after that we has the actual thing went to the audi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fell asleep. :P oop XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so thats about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKI &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3415479543388740183?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3415479543388740183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3415479543388740183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3415479543388740183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3415479543388740183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-4074753283660719632</id><published>2010-04-14T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:03:00.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML!!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay life seriously is starting to F**k up.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my chinese tuition teacher. SHE SUCKS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hate her. She's so bloody desperate to have tuition with. I hate it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to quit!!!! Shish! What's the point of having chinese tuition when its not even helping?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNING: THE FOLLOWING PARAGRAPH WILL CONSIST OF ENDLESS VULGARITIES THAT MAY BE INAPPROPRIATE TO YOU FELLOW READERS. SO IF YOU WANT TO SAVE YOUR EYES FROM BEING SCARED FOR LIFE, PLEASE SCROLL DOWN TO THE NEST PARAGRAPH THAT'S IN BLACK OR EXIT FROM THIS PAGE. OH, AND VIEWER'S DISCRETION IS ADVISED.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT THE **** LA!!!!!! ARE YOU REALLY THAT ****ING DESPERATE TO HAVE TUITION WITH ME??!!! WILL YOU DIE IF YOU DON'T HAVE TUITION WITH ME?!?!?? WHAT THE **** IS WRONG WITH YOU?!!!???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL YOU DO WITH ME IS READING THE ****ING PASSAGE DO THE ****ING QUESTIONS. MAKE ME READ MORE ****ING PASSAGES AND MAKE ME DO MORE ****ING PASSAGES. WHAT THE ****IS WRONG WITH YOU?!!???? YOU KEEP GIVING ME ALL THESE ****ING WORK WHICH DOESN'T HELP ONE ****ING BIT. FOR THESE FEW BLOODY YEARS YOU CANNOT SEE THAT I'M NOT IMPROVING ONE ****ING BIT AH??! ARE YOU THAT ****ING BLIND??!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Okay. yeah. that explains how f**king angry i am and how f**king pissed of i am. hope i didn't kill anyone who read it. ahh well. i warned you guys. so if you didn't heed the warning. not my fault. why is everyone irritating me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-4074753283660719632?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4074753283660719632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=4074753283660719632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4074753283660719632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4074753283660719632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/04/fml.html' title='FML!!!!'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3817353224236469332</id><published>2010-04-03T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T16:37:42.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! haha. sorry for not blogging :P lazy. haha&lt;div&gt;okay so far my week was...urh... hmm....i dunno how to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Monday: wasn't that bad except for the fact that my mind went blank for a math test. goodness, normally i would fly through the paper. literally. went to Macs at KAP (king albert's park) to eat a late lunch. Had MacSpicy. normally i can't eat spicy things but i'm training to eat spicy food :P haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday: YUCKK. stupid english teacher. damn irritating. than the rest of the day was a breeze.had common test. not too bad. haha. did last minute studying for that. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday: another day with my stupid english teacher. drove 30 of us out the class for not doing our work. not our fault, but the english reps fault. and the teacher went "did you know she's very helpless?" kind of attitude when she scolded us. and everyone of us thought. "we don't really care. and we hate you." when she sent us in, one by one. she looked at me and stared. "um...urh. i dunno your name. okay the name i do not know can go in." WTF! she can remember everybody's name except mine?! i mean come on!!!! the canteen stall auntie can remember my name!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday: WOO! last day of school XD haha. english teacher didn't come to school!! WOOHOO!!! our class treasures every single minute when the stupid teacher isn't here. its true. but sadly...she gave us homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday: stayed home and facebook, plurk and tweet. and watch some shows on my laptop. wahahaa. than left to meet my church peeps to watch movie at Cathy. we were suppose how to train your dragon but all the seat were booked so we watched when in rome. AWESOME MOVIE! love it love it love it. not like, LOVE. wahahaa. than sam and i met gareth for dinner. we didn't eat dinner cause we weren't hungry so we wandered around J8. than went to church for our combine church service. AWESOME time there XD than went home and did my maths homework. i didn't sleep until i finished every single question. haha. than went to sleep. slept like a log. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well yeah. hmm. nothing else to talk about. but i'll be changing my blogskin again. so yeah. i dunno when i'm changing it. but yeah. so look forward to it XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The winner takes it all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The loser has to fall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3817353224236469332?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3817353224236469332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3817353224236469332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3817353224236469332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3817353224236469332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-572446651186916164</id><published>2010-03-22T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:16:25.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day at School</title><content type='html'>Okay. Its back to school. It was only about 5 minutes when hell broke loose.&lt;div&gt;I was told i was gonna command...i'm not even selected for the practice! WTF man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. I nearly died of  heart attack...i shouted the first command the whole school laughed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that sucked. Than had PE. Try outs only. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got 16.47min. thats a horrible timing for most people but as long as i passed i'm happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ran for the first round...than second round...ran halfway and started to walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third round, ran a bit and walked. last round walk, run, walk than run. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that was physics. i'm seriously sucking at physics. i wanted Bio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i left my physics homework in school. GENIUS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recess...NO MORE LAKSA!!! FREAK MY SCHOOL!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than history. failed my test! which sucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F&amp;amp;N...nothing happened. except that the teacher who was in charge of those people who are commanding in the morning, talked to me about it. BLEHHH~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese! teacher didn't come and yet we had work to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch! food! ate macaroni and pasta! two separate dishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MRT. extra lesson on physics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went starbucks after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first day of school sucked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats all i have to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADIOS~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-572446651186916164?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/572446651186916164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=572446651186916164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/572446651186916164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/572446651186916164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-day-at-school.html' title='First Day at School'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3132147570621702</id><published>2010-03-17T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:38:04.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people! How's the holidays? It hot and boring? I dunno...&lt;div&gt;Well, so far, i've spent my holiday on tuition. and homework. and i'm almost done!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F&amp;amp;N is freaking stressfull...urgh...but it better than POA and art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No offense, i like to draw but...not to the extent that i'll stay in school everyday to draw. Nope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well went out with Thulasi and Danielle yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was suppose to meet them at 10.30 but they came out at about 10.45? Grrr...had to chase them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to MacDonald's for brunch...MacWings! And they gave me a HUGE coke light. not medium. LARGE. seriously...it was freaking LARGE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i know i'm exaggerating the fact that the coke was LARGE. and it was. damn cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grr...i need a drink...what to drink...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah well. than i finished my chemistry homework. haha, thanks to Danielle, we used her worksheet as a 'reference'. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to play badminton!!! I LOVE BADMINTON!!!! ROCKING AWESOME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighs...should have joined the CCA...but...my school team sucks. so whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GB is much more fun i guess. Wahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grr...my arm is sore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm...snapple or green tea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still have F&amp;amp;N to do...Grr...when should i do it? Friday? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i'll consider doing it today...see how first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay okay. i'm freaking need to hydrate so i'm gonna go buy something to drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thats about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADIOS~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3132147570621702?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3132147570621702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3132147570621702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3132147570621702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3132147570621702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/hey-people-hows-holidays-it-hot-and.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-7347198140311664208</id><published>2010-03-12T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:12:33.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup. Life is starting to really grow tired on me...seriously...&lt;div&gt;School...is hectic...but all in all its fine i guess...except that i have a lot of things to consider...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends...without them, i'll just a zombie hovering around the school. a lifeless thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you do have to make sure you hang out with the right people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't know about that right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i just think...that even if you're someone's best friend...you'll still keep secrets from one another...which seriously sucks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay putting those crap aside...i did not too bad for my studies. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;passed all my subject except for chinese. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i'm sleepy...its 12.11 am in the morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hungry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i don't know what else to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-7347198140311664208?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7347198140311664208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=7347198140311664208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7347198140311664208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7347198140311664208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/sup.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1722112238393596198</id><published>2010-03-03T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:13:17.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Discussion</title><content type='html'>Sup people. Today was somewhat slack-ish but had fun all in all.&lt;div&gt;Haha. This morning had chinese and we had to read this article about this pregnant teenager.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And well the dude left the girl after finding out that she was pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In conclusion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO NOT HAVE SEX AFTER MARRIAGE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Than had english....urgh...my teacher sucks. She can go suck someone **** for all i care...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to learning lad. She nearly made us write the same journal entry...gave us back our english test paper. Passed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recess!!!! Laksa!!!! The laksa in my school is awesome! Taste freaking nice! I think i'll like eat it everyday or something. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History...What was i doing....? Urhh...OH YEAH! I was drawing...and listening to Mr Chew blab about out upcoming common test. He gave us back our bonus mark activity essay. FULL MARKS!!!!! HALLELUJAH!!!! Yay! But i could still improve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math. Left my worksheet in class. GRRR!!!! Still have yet to mark it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F&amp;amp;N. Urhh...went computer lab. I admit...we were suppose to do research but i was Restaurant City :P heheheheh. Well yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than stayed back to talk about our camp food. Had a last minute change about something...grr. Stupid teacher. Well, now we have to cater lunch and it irritating. But THANK THE LORD for Mrs Hou was there to help us cater some food for the lunch. Than Verlyn and i went to make some ice for the drinks for the camp. And i got soaking wet at the process of making them. It keeps spilling. Sian. Need to go but charcoal later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got to study for chemistry and F&amp;amp;N. Grr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well thats all for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYES~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1722112238393596198?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1722112238393596198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1722112238393596198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1722112238393596198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1722112238393596198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/camp-discussion.html' title='Camp Discussion'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2914549107123467521</id><published>2010-02-25T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:29:44.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MacDonald Day</title><content type='html'>YAY! Today we celebrate the official start of MacDonald Day! Banzai!&lt;div&gt;Haha. We now have to eat Macs every Thursday. Haha. WE'RE GONNA GROW FAT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE HORROR!!! Haha. No lah. I won't grow fat. HMR (high metabolism rate) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today the day started off well...i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENGLISH TEACHER NEVER COME!!!! WOOOOOO~!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole class cheered when the relief teacher walked in. She stared at us giving the 'daio' look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than maths. WOO~! I finish copying all my notes into a different notebook. My friend finds me very fast in my math work. She had a head start in the math homework (she was at question 4 already). i was copying my notes than i went to do my math. I caught up with her within 6 minutes (super fast...) she looked at me and thought i was at question 2. but surprised to see me finishing question 4 and starting on question 5. I should slow down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than had recess. Chicken rice. Not too bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry. New teacher. Ms Yim. Did crystallization. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than chinese. did some stupid compre. for once i actually tried to read the passage. (i NEVER read the passage) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics. didn't do much just went through our kinematic online quiz. failed. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to pass the next test!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than went to eat Macs. went for tuition. and i'm gonna log off and have dinner and do my CME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADIOS~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Celine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2914549107123467521?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2914549107123467521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2914549107123467521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2914549107123467521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2914549107123467521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/macdonald-day.html' title='MacDonald Day'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3587806407555663610</id><published>2010-02-17T20:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:57:20.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sup people! Haha :) i feel happy. happy happy happy. la la la la~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry randomness...i think its because of the two medium coke light i drank at Macs today. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its a miracle! I ate mac spicy and survived XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm suppose to die from its spiciness but...here i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have lived to tell the story haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today school was okay. Chinese sucked. Stupid teacher. She had us finish our CNY homework. which most of us finished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Than had english. another stupid teacher. She said that she really unreasonable and she went 'you &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;MUST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;use only school foolscap!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's wrong with using our own foolscap? Like seriously! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Than had recess. History...HISTORY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I LOVE HISTORY!!!! I love my teacher. He's freaking awsome. He never gives us homework. and he always save the best for the last. last week he made us do some graded assignment. and after CNY. HE LET US WATCH MOVIE!!!! about hitler. haha. Hitler is so funny. He actually practices his speeches in front of the mirror. haha. than had math. nothing much happened. than had F&amp;amp;N. did research. blah blah. then went macs with thulasi and stayed there to do homework. went home continued research...blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;boring life. well thats about it. haha XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yeah! i changed blogskin :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ADIOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3587806407555663610?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3587806407555663610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3587806407555663610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3587806407555663610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3587806407555663610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/sup-people-haha-i-feel-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-570919404600899846</id><published>2010-02-13T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T18:03:13.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yo people.&lt;br /&gt;School had CNY and Total Defense celebration. It was boring yet funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on the morning, me and my friends went around giving out valentine's day gifts XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;next year will be brownies XD yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Than we had morning assembly. Mr Lee Siong Boon made a speech about Total Defense Day. Boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went back to class to slack...BUT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had to make some red packet and write a pledge on it. haha. some didn't know what to write.&lt;br /&gt;so i suggested to write 'i will die for my country' and they were like 'huh?! who would want to die for our country'&lt;br /&gt;haha. well yeah. that we had a 55 min recess, might as well make it an hour. stupid school.&lt;br /&gt;than we went up to watch the performance and they were funny in a very boring way.&lt;br /&gt;But the funniest part was when this dude, while performing, he can change his mask. So he went down the stage and walked down the aisle, and my classmate started screaming!&lt;br /&gt;She was so scared at guy. She kept screaming and grabbing the girl next to her. HAHAAAAA!!! seriously hilarious!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Than after that we had this lady from the Parents Support Group. And she was gonna sing. At first i thought her singing isn't really nice. But when she started singing, the whole school started screaming! haha.&lt;br /&gt;And she was awesome XD the last song she sang, she targeted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ALL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TEACHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She made all of them dance. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after that we got red packets from the school. two sweets each. hahaha. yes our school is seriously pathetic. during H1N1, they bought hand sanitizers, they smelled weird and they made our skin itch. Its the 'Buy 2 get 1 free' kind of crap. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;than we went home. i was suppose to go to bishan for a picnic with sam, xian jun and gareth. but jia xing went too. didn't expect that. but yeah. and i was a wandering ghost for...about an hour and a half. than i had to find Jia Xing. i found him but he looked so...scary so i continued being a wandering ghost. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;than had to go to Sam and Gareth. Xian Jun lost his way. How on earth did that happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;than we went for a picnic played frisbee. But...the poor frisbee. It got ran over by a truck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We all gawked at the scene. haha. xian jun had to face a freaking out sam. the frisbee costed about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29 bucks. Damn ex yo. yet it got ran over. poor frisbee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that we played monkey with it. damn tiring. Xian jun left early cause he was flying off to thailand that night. sighs. well after he left, we all just slacked. i went to clear the area and everything. we all headed back home. Gareth and i followed sam home to bathe and eat.so yeah. than went for youth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wore my cca skirt. i think my cca skirt is the only skirt i'm very comfortable with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow have to go for my friend's CNY dinner. i don't know what to wear!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mum wants me to wear a skirt. WT...but if i must wear a skirt i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AHH!!! tomorrow visting marcus's place. sain...tomorrow going to be a very hectic day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well thats about it i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR &amp;amp; HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-570919404600899846?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/570919404600899846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=570919404600899846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/570919404600899846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/570919404600899846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/yo-people.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3959713168983579273</id><published>2010-02-09T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:38:23.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people. Valentine's Day is coming and i'm making Valentine's Day present for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful hor. I'm not gonna let my time spent on the gift as well as the blood tears and sweat.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. There'll be a love letter as well. DON'T GET ANY WRONG IDEAS. This is friend-to-friend love.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be making them soon and passing them all out on friday. so don't skip school or anything hor.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still making a list of people on who i'm gonna give. i'm like canceling and adding. Its driving me crazy so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna turn white chocolate to...PINK. yes. the notorious colour of my life. &lt;br /&gt;haha. which means i need to buy ingredients and all the gift stuff tmr and try to make them tmr if possible. haha&lt;br /&gt;very rush. haha. i still need to comfirm with other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay today very very funny. i totally forgot that today was the 9th and i thought it was the 10th so i brought my friend's birthday present to school. and her birthday was on the 10th. genius aren't i? but in the end i tormented her for the entire day. i didn't allow her to open her present until her birthday which is tmr. haha. we went to Great World City to eat ben &amp; jerry's. we could have gone to the one at Novena. but we didn't haha. bought ice cream took tons of pictures and videos, not sure if Danielle posted it on facebook, haha. i just realised i have TOO MANY cascada songs on my playlist. gotta do something about it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i failed my chinese! amazing! 16/50! i'm so proud of myself. haha. whatever. haha. i suck at chinese. need to let my mom sign it later. i passed my chemistry test by just a half mark. could this day get any better? and my annoying english teacher didn't come and we had to do some pledge thing. we did about 20 pledges. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what other things. don't think there's anything else. &lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS AMIGOS XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3959713168983579273?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3959713168983579273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3959713168983579273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3959713168983579273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3959713168983579273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-4731625624362472257</id><published>2010-02-06T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T12:44:34.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay....I've not post in a very very very long long long long long...time.&lt;br /&gt;Well praise the Lord for i am finally posting.&lt;br /&gt;I 'm not sure if any of you is actually reading this, whatever...&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY got a guitar tuner. Guan You said to tune my guitar using the tuners on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;I literally died trying to tune my guitar. Than the next day, if i remember, it was a Wednesday and i had FnN on that day.&lt;br /&gt;We made apple tarts, the crust is way too thick, my teacher didn't want us to waste the dough. Fine. Than we went to cook some fish dish, and it tasted awful. Seriously, its taste...well i can't find any words to describe how gross it tasted.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever eat that, i suggest you have a cup or bottle of apple juice. It actually washes off the horrid taste in your mouth. So head my advice and you'll live to tell the story on how gross the fish dish tasted like.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I helped my partner to cut four apples. Ours and another groups apple. They were too tired to cut it themselves. &lt;br /&gt;Well, while cutting the apples, i didn't realise that i accidentally cut myself till i saw blood on the knife. Haha. Silly me :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay...i just injected a CD into my Lappy. Josh Groban. A nice voice :)&lt;br /&gt;I also had a Chinese test which i never studied for and i didn't study for it so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;What else is there...OH! I passed my math test. Haha. That's good.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm practicing guitar every night before i sleep. Haha. But i'm still having trouble doing bar chords. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Watching Kim Possible now. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. I'm bored and i'm off to do some homework.&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine Lee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-4731625624362472257?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4731625624362472257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=4731625624362472257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4731625624362472257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4731625624362472257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-9025197080579767769</id><published>2010-01-25T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:31:00.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello sorry for not posting for last week. Too lazy to post anything.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Well today was quite a ridiculous day. &lt;br /&gt;Well my friend came to school at 7 plus cause she woke up at 6 44am. And she didn't do her physics homework and planned to do it during PE. &lt;br /&gt;But i convinced her and she continued freaking.&lt;br /&gt;We had PE first thing. Sian. &lt;br /&gt;We ran outside of school. And most people were laughing and walking but thankfully the teacher didn't catch them.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise we would have to run another round.  Thank goodness. We hardly did anything for PE cause we keep getting scolded by the teacher. A lot of people kept talking. Mostly the rowdy peeps in my class.&lt;br /&gt;After PE, my friend ran back in a panic frenzy with me trailing behind complaining about running. Haha. I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Than when we went to physics class and realised that Mr Chua only checked our second graph. &lt;br /&gt;So my friend didn't have to panic. Silly girl. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Than had recess. We ended up screaming at each other (in a friendly manner) about...urh...what did we argue about...?&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Not being able to put my money in my pocket when my hands were full. Haha. Well, this is how weird we can get.&lt;br /&gt;Than had FnN. Honestly, i'm stuck with two people who hardly talk...and they only listen to what i'm saying. Which is bad. Cause they're only follow what i say...which SUCKS. I don't like it. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I want potato chips...&lt;br /&gt;Than after that we had Maths! Ms Lim wasn't here so we slacked. Drew stuff. Blah blah blah. Than had chinese. Had to finish up our homework, composition. Finished it during the weekends. Haha. So slacked some more...&lt;br /&gt;Than came lunch. Nasi lemak...is that how you spell it?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i was talking to my friend which led to another stupid argument. About me not telling her that one of the stalls was having a kind of pasta which she likes. Lame, i know. Haha. So she pointed a finger at me and i smacked it and it landed in my nasi lemak. Haha. I finished it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Than had math test, i didn't study for it. Blehh. But all in all i could do the questions. Though i'm worried about the simultaneous equation. But all in all. It was good. &lt;br /&gt;Than had to take some passport photo. The dude was damn irritating. He keeps screaming and screaming. And those who were done, he told them to scram. Irritating. &lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go do a little homework.&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-9025197080579767769?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/9025197080579767769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=9025197080579767769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/9025197080579767769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/9025197080579767769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-sorry-for-not-posting-for-last.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-7278503050383472264</id><published>2010-01-13T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:36:37.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people. Dunno if you're actually reading this damn blog of mine...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Well school was awsome today.&lt;br /&gt;I had chinese the first period. I don't really like my teacher but okay la.&lt;br /&gt;Oki. i tell you about all my teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English - Mrs Teo.&lt;br /&gt;She is very blur. And she is VERY VERY boring. She doesn't know if you're doing other things under the table. So cool read my book for one and a half hour. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math - Ms Lim&lt;br /&gt;She's fun :D She think she's adorable and she told us to write a love letter to her on the first day of school. Haha. So nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science (Physics) - Mr Chua&lt;br /&gt;He's a funny guy. When we got to know him he was an angel but he told us he could turn into a devil. So if we don't want to face his fury we have to be good girls. Haha. And he doesn't really give us homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science (Chemistry) - Ms Li&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like her. She's very serious she hardly smiles. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - Mdm Wang&lt;br /&gt;She's te worst. She's from China, so english isn't very good. And i'm in the last group for chinese, and we've got a teacher who cant speak english to teach us. SIAN!!! She has a square face. Its really square and her face is so shiny, i thought she waxed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History - Mr Bobby Chew&lt;br /&gt;AWSOME GUY!!!!  Though he's short and all, he's really funny and he NEVER gives homework. AWSOME ISN'T HE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies - Ms Mary&lt;br /&gt;She's funny and strict. Oh and she's my form teacher. Haha. She plays along with Beverly's dramatic acts. Sighs. Annoying. But all in all she's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food &amp; Nutrients (F&amp;N) - Ms Yati&lt;br /&gt;She's nice, she gives us break every half an hour or so. She's funny, her class is slightly boring. But fun. I love my text book. I've already got a course work prepared to be done. Sian. Haha. Its either on eggs or beans i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah those are my teacher. haha&lt;br /&gt;Well i've got nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;So i'll stop here and try to do my chinese.&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-7278503050383472264?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7278503050383472264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=7278503050383472264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7278503050383472264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7278503050383472264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1802012718430926198</id><published>2010-01-09T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T15:31:39.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I don't see the point of posting when no one reads this damn blog...&lt;br /&gt;Might as well delete it, no?&lt;br /&gt;Well i didn't really have much lessons cause there was camp and i fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;I went back to school on Friday and it was fun with Joey, Andrea and Jewell.&lt;br /&gt;After that we had to wait for the classes to come back before we could get out of school.&lt;br /&gt;So school officially starts next week. I can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;Finally some homework. But school will and at 3. Maths test on Monday...&lt;br /&gt;After school, Jewell and I went to get ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;Than went home and slack. After that went to church.&lt;br /&gt;Than we went from block to block to pray that they'll come for youth alpha.&lt;br /&gt;I need to bring one friend along. Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Than Guan You thought me how to change the guitar strings. &lt;br /&gt;When i strum...its so loud and has a lot of vibration...&lt;br /&gt;Still need to learn the song for tomorrow's kids worship.&lt;br /&gt;So i'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;CIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1802012718430926198?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1802012718430926198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1802012718430926198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1802012718430926198'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)When did your last hug take place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-4 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Are you tired right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Do you chew on your straws?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Have you ever been called a tease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Do you like to cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Do you cry easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Are you a heavy sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Where is your cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Are you mad at someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No just, unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)What makes you laugh out loud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)Name one person on your top friends who is most like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Do you get butterflies when around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)When was the last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)Does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)Do you secretly like someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)Who was the first person you talked to today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some teacher from my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)Do you trust anybody 100%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)What are you NOT looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25)Has someone of the opposite sex ever told you they loved you, and meant it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26)Suppose you see your ex kissing another person what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, I'll just walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27)Are you a forgiving person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)What's something you really want right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29)Do you fall for people easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30)Have you ever fallen for your best friend ex’s ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No and never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31)What’s the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32)Have you ever kissed anyone named Michelle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a damn lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33)Who was the last person you drove with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too young to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34)How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 pm. Nothing, just feeling lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35)If you could move somewhere else, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36)Do you prefer to call or text?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37)When was the last time you cried really, really hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38)Who took your profile picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39)Who was the last person you took a picture of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40)Can you live a day without TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Tag 10 ppl to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one to tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first day of school was fine..&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe not. We sat in the hall for three hours straight listening to 5 lectures.&lt;br /&gt;My teachers for this year are not too bad. I got Ms Mary, who is an awsome and funny person.&lt;br /&gt;We got a new counselor and i thought of dropping by now and then. Still deciding...&lt;br /&gt;Than went for recess...Canteen so crowded. So we sat at the handphone zone area.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...than went back to class and than went to the detention room.&lt;br /&gt;No, i did not get into trouble. Just went there for some attendance taking.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the com lab to do some logistics work and than back to class for teacher-student bonding.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about who is going to be the class leader and assistant class leader. I wanted to be assistant class leader but i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda disappointed. But i'm one of the IT rep. So thats fine.&lt;br /&gt;After that we did our own things.&lt;br /&gt;Than school ended at 1 30pm. I thought it was only 11 30. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Than me and Amanda went to Macs and we called Jewell along. We got seats and after that we wondered around serene centre. &lt;br /&gt;I got bubble gum from my friend i ate it and Amanda knocked it out of my mouth when i blew a bubble.&lt;br /&gt;My bubble gum...&lt;br /&gt;Well she now owes me bubble gum. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So bored.&lt;br /&gt;Well than i actually had camp the second day but i didn't go cause i fell sick and went to see a doctor. &lt;br /&gt;I got a three day MC. So i'll be returning to school on Friday. Stoning in the library.&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's nothing much i want to type.&lt;br /&gt;CIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-8073348808193760249?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8073348808193760249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=8073348808193760249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8073348808193760249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8073348808193760249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-ill-do-this-quiz-before-telling.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-7898244091252653326</id><published>2009-12-31T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:20:53.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back. So hello.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just came back from my sleepover at jewell's place with amanda and ash. &lt;br /&gt;And they're all going for some fireworks thingy tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be in church doing some watch night thing.&lt;br /&gt;And i've got a sore throat and i sound like a guy.&lt;br /&gt;So before the sleepover we went out to Plaza Singapura. We lost ash.&lt;br /&gt;Sherlyn came later. So we went to some arcade thing and played. We wasted almost $10 to get some stupid blue elephant. &lt;br /&gt;Than we went to cathy for Ben &amp; Jerry's. Got chocolate chip cookie dough. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;Than after that we went to Orchard, to  buy some books. &lt;br /&gt;MORGANVILLE VAMPIRE BOOK 7 IS OUT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy! I didn't get the book. I need to read the first book. The glass house but its always on loan so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I found the book and read a few chapters of it and i love it. &lt;br /&gt;But Michael is such an ass. &lt;br /&gt;Than amanda was going to stay at my place cause we couldn't stay at jewell's place. Than when we were about to go home. &lt;br /&gt;Jewell called saying that we could so i went home to get some stuff and i packed everything i need in seven minutes in to my small brown bag XD&lt;br /&gt;My friends can't believe i can fit all my clothes in it.&lt;br /&gt;We webt to jewell's place and we played AVATAR on the Wii. Awsome game. I only like killing the people and shooting arrows.&lt;br /&gt;So we played till 5 in the morning. And slept at 6 15 in the morning. So yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Well i'm lazy to continue.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;BYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-7898244091252653326?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7898244091252653326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=7898244091252653326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7898244091252653326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7898244091252653326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-4872884731039869090</id><published>2009-12-28T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:44:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people. Facebook is screwed right now. So, i can't really use it. &lt;br /&gt;Its kinda irritating...so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i woke up and ate breakfast and went to watch iCarly...&lt;br /&gt;Than went out for lunch, and went to cancel my OCBC account and transfer it to Standard Chartered &lt;br /&gt;And went to spend my christmas money at Prologue at ION.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a book about patisserie and how to draw fantasy landscape.&lt;br /&gt;Than came home and watched iCarly. Yes, iCarly is my favourite show.&lt;br /&gt;If you got a problem than...GET A BLOODY LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;Well Christmas wasn't what i expected it to be. &lt;br /&gt;Well it was fine until i went to pass someone his christmas present and ended up leaving with an angry heart.&lt;br /&gt;Which soon became a sad, hurt heart.&lt;br /&gt;Sure i didn't know if i was allergic to nuts or not but he didn't have to try to kick me.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah...i'm still a little hurt about it.&lt;br /&gt;But who gives a damn about it. Except for someone.&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah. There's a dinner/sleepover at Jewell's place from the 30 to 31.&lt;br /&gt;Than another sleepover at church from the 31 to the 1.&lt;br /&gt;I've to clean my room tomorrow and finish up the last of my homework before i go for sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;After seeing some photos i don't feel happy...i'm not laughing at any of the jokes on iCarly.&lt;br /&gt;Which i'm suppose to.&lt;br /&gt;Those who read this think i'm still not over him and complain on how stupid i'm being.&lt;br /&gt;Its irking me...but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm too sad to continue to post so.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-4872884731039869090?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4872884731039869090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=4872884731039869090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4872884731039869090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4872884731039869090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-people_28.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-6778995758518640730</id><published>2009-12-23T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:38:08.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs...i'm not in a very good mood right now...&lt;br /&gt;Well my day was kinda stressful...&lt;br /&gt;In the morning i rushed through my book reviews...&lt;br /&gt;And i was literally tearing my hear out cause i didn't know what to write...&lt;br /&gt;Than went for math tuition. I finished almost all my question. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have another math tuition tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm MUST finish my math. &lt;br /&gt;Than i went to get bubble tea. It started to rain. I broke my umbrella while trying to open it...&lt;br /&gt;Well saw a friend of mine today.&lt;br /&gt;Though i wanted to talk to him, he was with some friends. And I kinda followed him...but i lost him soon.&lt;br /&gt;Than i found him again. I tried to chase after him but...i couldn't do it...i tried to shout his name but it was just spoken...&lt;br /&gt;If any of you think that i'm being desperate, then go slap yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just freaking worried...&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...i don't know what will happen right now.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to pray real hard and have faith in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll stop here for now...&lt;br /&gt;BYES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-6778995758518640730?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6778995758518640730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=6778995758518640730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6778995758518640730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6778995758518640730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-people_23.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2927956906233064341</id><published>2009-12-21T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:17:50.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Well life is still dull. &lt;br /&gt;Well on friday i had to go for my math tuition. Fun as ever. &lt;br /&gt;Than went to meet Sam at AMK outside MosBurger. &lt;br /&gt;I saw Meng Ren and Cedric inside...FREAKY MUCH?!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well we had dinner at around 3 plus. &lt;br /&gt;I went to donate. Meng Ren and Cedric were there and they were SO not enthu...&lt;br /&gt;when the cell group was there we went "DING DING DING DING!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Theirs went "Ding....ding....ding....ding...."&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...no enthu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!! Its raining. AWSOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fireflies is playing now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to decorate the social hall for the Kids Church Christmas party the next day.&lt;br /&gt;We blew up balloons and Andrea kept bursting them. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;Well the heart shaped kept bursting...so yeah...i want to blow on and keep it but i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Than Guan You, Roxanne, Janice and Eunice went to AMK to do some Kettling.&lt;br /&gt;So left me and Andrea. We decorated the whole damn place with balloons. So i'm kinda sick of balloons now...&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Than I went caroling at Blk 26. It was awsome though some people were alredy sleeping...and somehow everything went smoothly XD&lt;br /&gt;Its fun to sing christmas carols in a different language XD its really fun.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to some condo and carol for this family and their friends. It was fun. &lt;br /&gt;We went around shaking hands and singing.&lt;br /&gt;Than went back to church to go for supper...apparently i didn't go. Kinda pissed about it but whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than the next day i went to church. And helped Sam and Nicole to pump some balloons. &lt;br /&gt;Balloon are gonna be the death of me. Seriously...well than we went to the audi and during the offering we had to sing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well there was so little of us...more girls more guys. So yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Than went for lunch with sam. Ate Yoshinoya....i think this place is growing on me...&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda strange cause its like, i only eat there once every year that kind. Now most of the time i'm going there to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i love their beef bowl there XD&lt;br /&gt;Than went to sam's place for sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from sleepover from Sam's place. They were setting up some clearance sale. &lt;br /&gt;It was quite cool :D&lt;br /&gt;Most people were buying clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Well now i'm at home. And my mom wants me to finish all my homework by Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.....&lt;br /&gt;I've got book reviews and a hundred expressions - English&lt;br /&gt;I've got book review, newspaper report, letter writing, compo, and two comprehensions - English.&lt;br /&gt;I've got 8 plus more questions - Math.&lt;br /&gt;I need to FINISH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is about it.&lt;br /&gt;Even though its raining its freaking hot.&lt;br /&gt;BYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'll pray for you and i'm just a phone call away if you need to talk to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2927956906233064341?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2927956906233064341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2927956906233064341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2927956906233064341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2927956906233064341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-4687132656726522212</id><published>2009-12-15T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:22:56.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello hello hello :D&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm finally able to use Lappy XD  Had a little trouble connecting it.&lt;br /&gt;Well i had a lovely time today. In the morning i watched mama mia and the house bunny again. Used the computer fold stars.&lt;br /&gt;Than i went out to Bishan to return some books and went to buy some stuff for Christmas XD&lt;br /&gt;I got three more bottles to fill up. After that i got myself a new hair tie. A telephone coil rubber band XD Its damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;Than went to buy bubble tea before meeting my friend. We got caught in the rain. HAHAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;MILK TEA LALALALA~!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MALK TEA!!!  What else...&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;When i went home, i found a KITTEN!!!! It was raining/drizzling. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to leave it stranded in the rain getting wet.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i brought it to my block and clean it up a little.&lt;br /&gt;I think it had poop on its tail, and it got onto my shirt. Eww...&lt;br /&gt;But it felt good to hold the Kitty XD&lt;br /&gt;Well i kinda called Akmal to check the Kitty. We bought it back up to my place and gave it a drink and let it rest for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Its SO cute!!! It was wandering around the house. Haha :D We lost it a few times haha :D&lt;br /&gt;So cat hunting most of the time.  Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't really decide on a name...So we named it Shadow even though its a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Than we had to leave it back outside in the cold, dark lonely world....&lt;br /&gt;It hurts...&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, time heals all wounds.&lt;br /&gt;I'm now officially a cat lover!&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;But i shan't be so obsessed like my friend who thinks cat are going to rule the whole world and kill all the boys.&lt;br /&gt;She hates boys...dunno whats wrong with her thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much to write now...so &lt;br /&gt;BYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-4687132656726522212?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4687132656726522212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=4687132656726522212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4687132656726522212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4687132656726522212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-hello-hello-d-well-im-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-8548470403402521691</id><published>2009-12-14T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:42:11.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps, Sorry if i hadn't post for a really long time. Well i'm done with all the christmas presents and i just found out that i need about three to five more...so yeah...christmas shopping again...sighs. I really need to plan it all out first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS~! I dunno whats up with me, but. &lt;br /&gt;I'M IN LOVE WITH CHRISTMAS!!!!! I dunno why. I normally not that fond of it. But now Christmas is my favorite festive season XDXDXD WOOHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, christmas, time is here. Time for toys and time for cheers XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Facebook is acting funny. Hehehe. Well i finally got my LAPPY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! I've named it Lappy...heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there's actually nothing much to talk about. I've been spending my holiday reading , watching tv, doing homework, playing com, going out with friends, folding stars. Yeah. Boring as life can ever be. I really need to finish up my homework so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang! Facebook is seriously acting weird. Well i really don't know what else is there to post so...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-8548470403402521691?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8548470403402521691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=8548470403402521691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8548470403402521691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8548470403402521691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-peeps-sorry-if-i-hadnt-post-for.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-126611921846269922</id><published>2009-12-07T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:41:57.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people. I'm at Sam's place using her dad's lappy to post.&lt;br /&gt;She having piano now, i'm suppose to leave the house and go orchard but her dad will drop me off. &lt;br /&gt;Last night i was feeling very troubled...I wanted to talk to him but he was sleeping, so i went to talk to Akmal and he was awake. Thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;But i still feel a little bothered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its morning and he hasn't replied my message...i feel alone. But i won't balme him...he probably busy. So its alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch New Moon with sam. Before that i had lunch with Andrea, Eunice and Cheyenne. After that we went to the arcade to catch some toys. I tried to help Andrea get an elmo plushie. We were so CLOSE to getting the thing but it kept dropping. It was fun i don't mend doing it all day. Than went to watch new moon. The show was quite boring except the fighting parts so yeah, the ending sucked. Thats all i can say. So all in all, the movie was a 4.5 / 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go out with Ash. She's back for holiday :D Happy happy. It feels so weird not messaging anyone. Strange...but i'm used to it. Now i understand, being alone...is the scariest thing in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my house has a MIO thingy...and i don't know what's the diff but yeah. We got it because of the lappy i'm getting. YAY :D Can't wait to get it :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Nothing much to talk about. &lt;br /&gt;BYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-126611921846269922?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/126611921846269922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=126611921846269922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/126611921846269922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/126611921846269922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-7291275578533156703</id><published>2009-12-02T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:56:55.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps XD Sorry for not posting for such a long long time. Reason is that i'm too lazy...Well i've changed the songs on my I-pod. Mostly are Taylor Swift songs. If you don't like it, that's your problem. You can't blame me liking Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well most of the time i've been in school having drills. Drill test is this Friday. Freaking out. And on that day, Ash is coming back so i'm gonna go to the airport and pick her. I hope we can grab some coffee or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well drills are alright. I just hope i'll pass. I do not want to be in fancy drills or drill competition. I'm not gonna risk getting sun burned just for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days i've talking with a friend of mine. We've know each other for two weeks but i feel like i've known him for a very long time. Its  actually great to get away from things that really troubles you and just relax. Being around him allows me express myself in different ways. When troubled, he'll never fail to put a smile on my face :D i'm very glad i met him. You want to guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...still owe gareth ice cream. Tmr is gonna be a very busy day...I'm planning on going for some surprise birthday party and than i'll have to go to Tanglin mall and help out with the donations. At starbucks. Donate and you'll get a free cup of any drinks (tall) i also want...but only can donate once...sighs...i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me of my trip to plaza sing after one of my practice. I went to grab a drink at Starbucks. I ordered a peppermint moacha ice blended with whip cream. But apparently they jsut gave me the drink. So i was pissed cause i wasted $6.30 on that drink which tasted awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift rocks. I found a lot of wonderful songs when i was editting my I-pod. Out of all the songs i &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; is...&lt;br /&gt;I'm only me when i'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charizard this song is dedicated to you. Just don't take it the wrong way. We'll just be good friends :D Thanks for everything XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it..&lt;br /&gt;So. BYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-7291275578533156703?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7291275578533156703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=7291275578533156703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7291275578533156703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7291275578533156703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-peeps-xd-sorry-for-not-posting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-9159082432690863057</id><published>2009-11-19T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:11:48.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heys. Okay firstly i want to apologise for not blogging much. &lt;br /&gt;I guess my life is boring and there's hardly anything to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Well I had drill practice today. Again. And it was quite cool cause i was commander for 10 minutes. Its very fun.&lt;br /&gt;Than had lunch at Macs. Met Amanda and talked about some cosplay thing which i don't want to go cause i think its stupid just looking at people dressed up in weird clothings to look like their favourite anime character. &lt;br /&gt;God knows how much money is wasted. So yeah there's absolutely no point of me being there when i'm not even going to cosplay. &lt;br /&gt;While walking back it started to rain. And rain. And rain. So we went to the hall to have drills until 1.30pm. And went down to the canteen to get our badges. I got my community badge and sana badge that comes with a certificate. So...yay! Don't have to follow the Sec 1s next year. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than after practice i waited for a damn 153 for 30 minutes...even 48 is faster. Than i went to Bishan library and returned my books. Than went to check out some books. I found a place in those urh...cubicles that hangs out...? Well yeah i got a seat. All to myself! Its a very nice place to sit and read or talk to your friends. I didn't have anyone to have a conversation so...i gotta book and read. I was almost halfway through. So i sat for awhile more and daydream a little. I cried...i dunno why but yeah i cried...in the library. That's one thing that i don't normally do. So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I'm like sort of free next week. I've still got CIP stuff to complete. Which is on the 24 to 26. 8 to 12. I'm helping little kids XD So fun! Haha XD But in total i'm FREE!!!! But i have to go back on the 30, 1 and 2. So alright. And Drill test is on the 4 of december. Which sucks cause Ash is coming back on that day. And i'm planning to call all my friends to pick her up at the airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little someone i want to complain about. She's is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SO IRRITATING&lt;/span&gt;!!! OMG!!! Irittating can't even describe her! She is really really Bitchy....i mean it. The way she treats my friends is just...ARGGGGHHHHH!!!!! She can go ignore them and what play pranks on them talk bad about them to all our friends and not give a bloody damn about their feelings and at the end of the day when they confront her, she says its just a joke. WHAT THE @#%$?!?! Honestly, its one thing to put up with all her vulgarities, old and new. But what she does to my friends is just utterly...INHUMANE. What is wrong with this bean sprout?! Honestly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ranting it all out made me feel SO much better.&lt;br /&gt;Well there's nothing much else to talk about. SO,&lt;br /&gt;Byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-9159082432690863057?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/9159082432690863057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=9159082432690863057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/9159082432690863057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/9159082432690863057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/heys.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2094850624252424152</id><published>2009-11-12T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:10:28.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heys, to you.&lt;br /&gt;Haha its finally coming to the end of the week haha.&lt;br /&gt;I need to call Sam and ask her if we're still going out.&lt;br /&gt;Haha i'm stuck at home and i'm facebook-ing, plurking and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing restaurant city...haha&lt;br /&gt;I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just took the stupid quiz and it asked me some french word ans what is its english meaning...&lt;br /&gt;Haha i failed it. Need to start learing french.&lt;br /&gt;Okies i didn't blog for sometime but a lot happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TUESDAY,10th November 2009&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Samantha's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to meet her at 11 but i couldn't cause i had to go back to school for some learning journey thing. All the group leaders were called to finish their work, i completed it, thanks to Andrea Gozali, i only needed to fill in the date and change a little of the fonds here and there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i only spent like 5 to 6 minutes on it and rushed to J8, to meet Sam. I met Timothy and Gareth. I keep thinking Gareth is Timothy and Timothy is Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.We bought the tickets for the movie and went to the library.Borrowed a book. We went to watch Poker King. After watching it i kinda got the rough idea on how to play to play poker. Its an interesting show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to eat something but decided to get something to eat at the cinema. I bought a jumbo hotdog. Sam was happy that i finished it. Haha speaking of food i'm getting hungry myself haha. Than the movie kinda ended late and we were suppose to meet hannah at 3 30. but the movie ended around 3 45? Yeah so we rushed to meet her. And went to Sam's place to chill. We tried playing the Game of Life but failed to do so. Than decided to play manopoly. As we started the game, Xian Jun smsed me saying he was lost. So the others went down to get him while i stayed and sort out the money XD We played and Timothy and Gareth kept going to jail. haha. Xian Jun went once. Than Sam. Haha! Didn't get into jail XD Than we went for BBQ Haha. ARGH! thinking of food is really making me hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the food was getting ready we went to play basketball. How i wished i was wearing jeans...Haha. Than we went to eat. Love love the fab food. Haha. Than played a little more of basketball. I had to play it in my skirt...urh, i seriously wished i brought shorts or jeans...haha but yeah. Than went for a late night swim. I can't really swim...so i just hop around to get to the place that i wast to go or i drag myself there. We keep getting water fights. Wich is cool. After that we left to go cut Sam's cake but the guys took FOREVER to get out of the showers. I kept kicking open the door XD haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cutting the cake, we played some games. We played happy bunny where you stuff marshmellows into your mouth and say 'happy bunny'. Than played truth or dare. Soon we add more stuff like truth, dare, double dare, love, kiss, promise. But no one touched love, kiss and promise. We did a lot of stupid things. We proposed to one another. Haha! SUPER FUNNY! Than we had one double dare, me and sam were suppose to propose to two guys. Haha. In the end i was the only one who proposed quietly. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-AHEM-&lt;/span&gt; Yeah. But it was supper funny. Than we went our seperate ways. So fun XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Tuesday, 10th November 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i don't want to talk about what happened yesterday. But i hated it. That's all i'm gonna tell you. Sighs. Have to go for drill practice...Sighs. This is about it. BYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2094850624252424152?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2094850624252424152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2094850624252424152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2094850624252424152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2094850624252424152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/heys-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-393632660425438109</id><published>2009-11-09T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:34:26.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello peeps.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from my drill practice. Very tired.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, i think i know why i'm not eating and i keep wanting to puke when i see food.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a state of depression...haha.&lt;br /&gt;I may look happy on the outside but i'mseriously messed up on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to someone, he has helped me take my first step on the road to recovery.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Well i shared about my habit of not eating and everything...&lt;br /&gt;and ya know what?&lt;br /&gt;They thought i was pregnant...&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the best guess?&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;Crap, i'm not used to eating again...I feel like puking...&lt;br /&gt;Bleeeeh....&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay today rain quite badly.&lt;br /&gt;And it was so awsome cause all we did was shouting 'sa' and 'dua'.&lt;br /&gt;For sizing.&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;Urh...i really want to puke.&lt;br /&gt;We split ourselves up into two squads.&lt;br /&gt;So we got two comanders and they keep bickering at one another &lt;br /&gt;about which squad has the best timer, best bangs and if they do well for sizing. Stupid isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Okay i seriously don't feel that good.&lt;br /&gt;I should go take some medicine...&lt;br /&gt;Byes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-393632660425438109?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/393632660425438109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=393632660425438109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/393632660425438109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/393632660425438109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-5301214282121264338</id><published>2009-11-08T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:51:38.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back, not like I've gone out of town or anything but yeah I'm back from church and birthday-present hunting. &lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, went to go buys Sam's present and than went to have lunch at Mos Burger.&lt;br /&gt;Bow for some reason, I keep wanting to puke. And I hardly have an appetite.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel stressed out for no reason and I can't sleep properly at night.&lt;br /&gt;I want porridge....&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Seriously, i'm now only craving for soft or liquid kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I ate this bread and it tasted weird. And i drank MILO! WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;I love milo. Milo rocks the house!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my church is having this christmas caroling and there was a briefing and auditions to see which section you get into. &lt;br /&gt;Like for the guys, tenor and bass. Girls, Saprano and alto.&lt;br /&gt;I got into saprano...haha. I'm having sore throat still can get into saprano.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my phone. Can't wait to get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably send my phone for repair or something.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing elso to write about.&lt;br /&gt;BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-5301214282121264338?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5301214282121264338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=5301214282121264338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5301214282121264338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5301214282121264338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-people-im-back-not-like-ive-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-8802788022542316016</id><published>2009-11-05T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:40:57.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Its a rainy weel. Its raining and raining and raining.&lt;br /&gt;Which is good actually.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i have to go back to school for drill practice,&lt;br /&gt;to improve our drills for the upcoming Stage 2 Drill test.&lt;br /&gt;I have full confidence that the Sec 2s will pass.&lt;br /&gt;But Sec 1s...&lt;br /&gt;They're drills are the worst i've ever seen...i hope they'll do well.&lt;br /&gt;They're drills are shit...their arm swings are octopus arms i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;They're bangs are just...piak-piak-piak-piak...Oh goodness me...&lt;br /&gt;Our batch is considered a prodigy batch. Last year by this time we're learning how to keblakan(sp?) on the march.&lt;br /&gt;While this year batch is still stuck with horrible arm swings and bangs...&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness...&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be teaching next years batch of Sec 1s. &lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Those Sec 2s in the Drill Comitte will die teaching next year Sec 2s.&lt;br /&gt;It was comfirmed.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;So far our drills are up to standard but can be improved as what my CL and ACLs said...&lt;br /&gt;Sighs there shouldn't be any drill prac tmr but there'll be GB meeting.&lt;br /&gt;The very very last one. And there are no more camps for this year!!! Wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;Well got a skit to present tmr. I hope it goes well.&lt;br /&gt;Byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-8802788022542316016?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8802788022542316016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=8802788022542316016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8802788022542316016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8802788022542316016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3669964829239767695</id><published>2009-11-03T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:23:53.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo people!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sick&lt;br /&gt;My body temperature is freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i got a fever but my temperature is like,35.5...&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, damn sian&lt;br /&gt;tmr got Drill practice&lt;br /&gt;Have to pass. But i'm not fully recovered&lt;br /&gt;I keep feeling dizzy so i always go back to bed, &lt;br /&gt;but once i'm on the bed i keep feeling like there is an earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with me??!&lt;br /&gt;Damn...&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with quite a lot of people today&lt;br /&gt;My 13 year old little 'brother' from indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;Ash, Claudia Denise...&lt;br /&gt;Wah! A lot!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;damn shack.&lt;br /&gt;Medicine makes me feel tired but it makes me very tired.&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm too tired to go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;does that make any sense?&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i've gotta go balance my temperature.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3669964829239767695?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3669964829239767695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3669964829239767695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3669964829239767695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3669964829239767695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/yo-people-im-still-sick-my-body.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-6028714134327598860</id><published>2009-11-02T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:03:39.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY HEY HEY!&lt;br /&gt;damn so long never post. guess i'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;how is life? well i finally changed blogskin and its a nice one XD&lt;br /&gt;i took 5 days just to look for one nice one.&lt;br /&gt;Well. I'm very lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Akmal went to kunming.&lt;br /&gt;talked to them before they left.&lt;br /&gt;i cried when akmal talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;i sent him a message. dunno if he read it yet.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i got my results. i didn't get into first class. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking f&amp;n, physics and chem. [apparently my physics was better than my bio]&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm not taking poa.&lt;br /&gt;i'm am sick. so i'm at home resting. and the medicine does not work.&lt;br /&gt;and i've grown fat. need to run! and grow taller!&lt;br /&gt;AH!!! can't wait for them to come home.&lt;br /&gt;wish i could be at the airport and welcome them home.&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy two bento boxes and make them lunch.&lt;br /&gt;need to do research on what is normally cooked for bento.&lt;br /&gt;i know its food, but what type.&lt;br /&gt;oh! on the day i got back my results, &lt;br /&gt;i cried. not because of my results. &lt;br /&gt;but the tears were for him.&lt;br /&gt;well this is a note for him, be careful cause my friend is gonna scold you. &lt;br /&gt;but i don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;during their absence. i've discovered something.&lt;br /&gt;and i cried about it. &lt;br /&gt;[GEEZ! i'm such a cry baby]&lt;br /&gt;yeah well.&lt;br /&gt;i currently can't tell if me and chrysan are on good terms or bad. &lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;okays. i'm lazy to continue so BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i missed you with all my heart when you were gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-6028714134327598860?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6028714134327598860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=6028714134327598860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6028714134327598860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6028714134327598860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-hey-hey-damn-so-long-never-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-5624357497086405543</id><published>2009-10-20T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:24:35.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;How's everyone?&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing fine XD&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell if i've gotten over him yet...&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Today kinda rocked and sucked.&lt;br /&gt;What rocked was that i had post exam activities&lt;br /&gt;jewellery art where you make mecklaces and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;but apparently the instructor didn't come...!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that wonderful? Not.&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping i would make something but i didn't...sniff.&lt;br /&gt;So we watch some movies. Joe Young and Music and Lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;I love Music and Lyrics XD&lt;br /&gt;its a very nice show. You should go watch it if you haven't.&lt;br /&gt;than we went for recess but joy had cramps and joan and i went to borrow a hot water bag and went to the staff room to get a teacher to fill the bag for us...&lt;br /&gt;Than Mrs Rosy Lo came and talked to us and to find two girls who were taking some piolet pen test thingy...so yeah...and she asked joan for a letter cause she didn't appear for the home economics test.&lt;br /&gt;than we search for the girls and went back to the staff room.&lt;br /&gt;we called Mrs Lo five times but she didn't come out so i asked Mrs Shum to go look for her. And she finally came out...&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we only had 8 minutes to eat...grahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;bought yoghurt to eat...which look sickening...after i brought it up to class...&lt;br /&gt;so i threw it away...&lt;br /&gt;than we had some cyber talk thingy which lasted for an hour and fifteen minutes...&lt;br /&gt;than we went back to class and waited...for the bell to ring.&lt;br /&gt;when it did, me, amanda and laurel went to eat lunch...&lt;br /&gt;amanda took almost forever to finish one small bowl of miso udon...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;okay what sucked was that all gb girls were called and we just found out that from 23rd to the 26th of October i'll be having C-A-M-P!!!!&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THE HORROR!!!! I seriously HATE gb camps...they suck!&lt;br /&gt;and we'll be doing a lot of outdoor activities...which is SO AWSOME!!!! &lt;br /&gt;NOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;And i didn't have anybody to talk to so i went to befriend joan which went well we became quite good friends XDXDXD YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;which is a good thing XD&lt;br /&gt;but Chrysan seems to be ignoring me...and i don't know why...and i am very very sad about it...and i think she hates me or something...but yeah...so i'm sad about it...&lt;br /&gt;ah well shall not moan about it...&lt;br /&gt;okays there is nothing else that i can write so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i'll stop here and continue another day or time.&lt;br /&gt;BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-5624357497086405543?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5624357497086405543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=5624357497086405543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5624357497086405543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5624357497086405543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-peeps-hows-everyone-im-doing-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3917266947253858710</id><published>2009-10-17T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:19:16.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;I feel in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;i guess...&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i'm finally able to forgive him and its over something very stupid...&lt;br /&gt;[okay now i'm pissed...my mom won't leave me alone....#%@$....]&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i had sleepover at Sam's and there's a possibility that she might come over to my place tmr...YAY XD&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah...but i'm a little disappointed actually.&lt;br /&gt;He said he'd bring me to his church and he told me he'll bring me to VIBE [whats that?!] at some place [WHERE?!] next saturday....so yeah...kinda disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;Why moan and groan over that? there are other things to moan and groan about anyways,&lt;br /&gt;yeah...currently i'm still moving on after what happend...&lt;br /&gt;I lost quite a few things...so i'm kinda sad...&lt;br /&gt;cuz, i no longer read romance books...cause for all i know...their just a bunch of bull crap...so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;And if i wanna crush on someone [which i kinda do] i'll be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz, i know that i might not stand another chance...&lt;br /&gt;whats more...i...uh. Nvm...&lt;br /&gt;yeah...but i'm not blaming it on anyone...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i actually wished that the stories i read would come true and end nicely...&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be&lt;br /&gt;i'm so STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;sighs...&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even sure about ever getting onto another relationship...&lt;br /&gt;for all i know....&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3917266947253858710?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3917266947253858710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3917266947253858710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3917266947253858710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3917266947253858710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-peeps-i-feel-in-good-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2752711880238612888</id><published>2009-10-15T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:14:33.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYS HEYS HEYS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last paper!!!! WOOOTS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;happyhappyhappy!&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my friends today! So fun! but very tired now.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;we went to far east plaza to shop but we came too early, about 9 53?&lt;br /&gt;The paper ended at 9 and we rushed there...me and amanda were just taking our own sweet time&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;than we changed and headed off to takashimaya for breakfast/lunch at yoshinoya...on our way we came to this make up shop.&lt;br /&gt;Tried out loads of stuff like nail polish [bought a bottle haha]&lt;br /&gt;tried mascara...[i tried it. quite cool! want it!]&lt;br /&gt;tried on lip gloss/stick...[tried it! Also want!]&lt;br /&gt;yeah i'm becoming more girly...haha&lt;br /&gt;than we went for breakfast/lunch. so long never eat their food...damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;than we wanted to go back to check out a shop and do some shopping...&lt;br /&gt;but it rained so we went to wisma atrium and met our ong lost primary school friend who is now in cedar and she forgotten my name until she wanted to take picture with me than she remembered. &lt;br /&gt;haha but its okay...i forgotten her name as well. i feel so mean.&lt;br /&gt;i'll go dig out my primary school class photos later.&lt;br /&gt;noe my primary school uniform looks like shit...&lt;br /&gt;instead of a button on tie...they a realy tie like the secondary school...&lt;br /&gt;eww.....wait...&lt;br /&gt;and it is official! i'm going to cut my hair on monday.&lt;br /&gt;after a movie with my mom. haha asked my mom to go watch with me...&lt;br /&gt;i don't really have plans for tomorrow. so i'm free!&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;hungry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;well those whose exam has not ended i wish you guys all the best for the exams! &lt;br /&gt;planned on some night safari trip or something...its cancelled...don't think my mom will allow me...&lt;br /&gt;i shall not eat my lunch even though i'm hungry haha.&lt;br /&gt;i find that when i talk with my friend amanda, i can really just tell her aything without this sense of awkwardness...LOL! Thanks for being there Amanda!!! Jewell as well, when i'm like sad or something, she has this way of cheering me up. &lt;br /&gt;Dunno how to explain it but yeah. THANKS GUYS~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well now i've got a lot of things i want to buy....and i need &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;1. clothes&lt;br /&gt;2. bags&lt;br /&gt;3. make up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol yeah...thats what i want to buy...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;yeah i'm turning into a girly girl now...haha&lt;br /&gt;well its a way of a girls life in growing up.&lt;br /&gt;okay...i wrote a long post...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;well yeah thats about it. so,&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR EXAMS~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2752711880238612888?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2752711880238612888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2752711880238612888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2752711880238612888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2752711880238612888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/heys-heys-heys-today-was-last-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3632744763382670169</id><published>2009-10-14T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:16:16.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll make this quick cause i have to go soon.&lt;br /&gt;had science and maths today.&lt;br /&gt;Science was easy, a piece of cake...&lt;br /&gt;maths...page 2 and 3, i can od the happy go lucky dance&lt;br /&gt;page 4 and 5, i can go jump off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;sian!!!&lt;br /&gt;tmr last paper.&lt;br /&gt;HOME E!!! &lt;br /&gt;must study!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to type without looking at the key board...&lt;br /&gt;i'm making so many mistakes!!&lt;br /&gt;hungry.&lt;br /&gt;well yeah that's about it...&lt;br /&gt;i'll come home study pack my bag.&lt;br /&gt;must remember to bring a set of outing clothes might be going out...&lt;br /&gt;what to wear?&lt;br /&gt;okies.&lt;br /&gt;gotta gogogo!&lt;br /&gt;BYES~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3632744763382670169?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3632744763382670169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3632744763382670169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3632744763382670169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3632744763382670169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-make-this-quick-cause-i-have-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-9161128808466006064</id><published>2009-10-12T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:46:43.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, how's it going...&lt;br /&gt;well i can't really post much cuz of the exams and i just don't want to...&lt;br /&gt;I took maths paper 1 today and lit...&lt;br /&gt;I think i can ace lit...&lt;br /&gt;not sure of maths...&lt;br /&gt;studying my geog and history...also have to study some formats...&lt;br /&gt;Its hell...&lt;br /&gt;I met Sam and Julia today XD at J8 after going to the library to check out some books.&lt;br /&gt;We stayed and chatted and played with that stupid thing on the floor near the watch shop...&lt;br /&gt;Came home and now i'm studying...&lt;br /&gt;so basically there's nothing much...and my life is utterly boring...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm currently planning to go to the Night Safari...not sure who might come...&lt;br /&gt;But if you're interested drop me a message on the tagboard...&lt;br /&gt;Life is so frustrating...&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost at the verge of going to see my school counselor over some matters that i can't mention to you...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just damn scared that i want to cry...&lt;br /&gt;But God will always be by my side...&lt;br /&gt;So far i find that he's the current pillar of hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-9161128808466006064?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/9161128808466006064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=9161128808466006064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/9161128808466006064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/9161128808466006064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-hows-it-going.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3003714723195330017</id><published>2009-10-05T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:16:25.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey...people...&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i sound all doom and gloom, but yeah that's how i'm feeling....&lt;br /&gt;can someone please tell me why i'm always such a coward?!&lt;br /&gt;no seriously...if you think that i'm brave well thats just bull...&lt;br /&gt;i'm a coward...&lt;br /&gt;I'M JUST A STINKING COWARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate it...always afraid of being rejected....&lt;br /&gt;Always wanting to ask people something but always afraid of them thinking that you're just a nuisance to them!&lt;br /&gt;Everytime...everytime...&lt;br /&gt;I want reassurance....but thats what annoys people right?&lt;br /&gt;...i'm just a nuisance...and a coward...&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell people things...but i'm always afraid they'll think badly of me...&lt;br /&gt;especially to someone...&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself...for being such a coward...&lt;br /&gt;someone please tell me....&lt;br /&gt;why am i such a coward....&lt;br /&gt;when i'm like this...&lt;br /&gt;there's hardly anyone....thats there...&lt;br /&gt;i know God is there and he's someone you can always rely on but...&lt;br /&gt;now....i just want a friend...&lt;br /&gt;i always want to tell you something but i'm always afraid...&lt;br /&gt;but that just keeps me away from you....&lt;br /&gt;but its suppose to be like that right?&lt;br /&gt;but for now...&lt;br /&gt;i just don't who to rely on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3003714723195330017?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3003714723195330017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3003714723195330017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3003714723195330017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3003714723195330017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-7588750411070985754</id><published>2009-10-04T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:13:35.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ho~! what's up peeps?&lt;br /&gt;okay...right.&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS are drawing near!!! -dramatic music at the back-&lt;br /&gt;listening to untitled by simple plan&lt;br /&gt;i seriously want to study but i don't know what to study.&lt;br /&gt;so far i've only studied history...haha&lt;br /&gt;ah well its okay...i just need to spend half an hour to every subject.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. okay...i'm being stupid...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;now i'm listening to i'm gone i'm going ny lesley roy XD&lt;br /&gt;SHE ROCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Better than within temptation . hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i'm so mean....okay ya...&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..lots of things to do and i added new songs hope you'll enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't...well thats your problem.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't like it tag me but if you spam....-AHEM-&lt;br /&gt;well i won't tell you the details so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to stop here and probably check out other blogs so&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-7588750411070985754?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7588750411070985754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=7588750411070985754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7588750411070985754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7588750411070985754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-ho-whats-up-peeps-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1818964397747102464</id><published>2009-09-27T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:41:06.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;Okay let's start with yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I was invited to the F1 race and i went to Jewell's house to meet her and amanda.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to leave at 4 but ended leaving at around 5...?&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Subway and it was Amanda's first time. And i treated her.&lt;br /&gt;Than went shopping a little.&lt;br /&gt;Than went for the race.&lt;br /&gt;When we were anout to go in this idiot was trying to sell ear muffs at 60 bucks?!&lt;br /&gt;@%$&amp;%$&amp;@?!?!?! What is his problem? Cheating our money...? &lt;br /&gt;IN YOUR DREAMS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Than when we only watched the practice. And we found it boring and left...haha&lt;br /&gt;Went to Suntec to find red bull...it sucks...i tried the golden can...&lt;br /&gt;Need to try the blue one. AHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to starbucks and talked&lt;br /&gt;And me and Amanda went to ask our moms if we could stay over at Jewell's place.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back and skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW HOW TO SKATE!!!! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;But just a little. I want to buy a skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. We didn't sleep until 3+ haha&lt;br /&gt;And today when we woke up we were suppose to go to Amanda's church but we didn't&lt;br /&gt;And i feel very bad about it. ehahaha...FORGIVE ME LORD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So after that nothing muched happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i just want to pick the damn house phone and call him.&lt;br /&gt;I always like to sms him but he just told me to just call...&lt;br /&gt;I really want to know what's wrong...&lt;br /&gt;But i feel so blocked out...&lt;br /&gt;so MAYBE i'll call him and see if he'd like to play badminton with me or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1818964397747102464?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1818964397747102464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1818964397747102464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1818964397747102464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1818964397747102464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-peeps-okay-lets-start-with.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2414407116151763962</id><published>2009-09-26T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:09:56.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps! &lt;br /&gt;How's it going?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;After cell group ,some of my friends went to the hall to pass some food to them and i was in the cry room with Sam and Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;We watched them walk then there was silence.&lt;br /&gt;Then they screamed and ran for their lives. We were laughing and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Than they went back again to give the food. Then they scream an ran for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;Again. And again, we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Than went home sent a prayer message to Akmal. And went to feed a cat with some crackers i got which tasted weird. So there's a possibility i killed the cat. &lt;br /&gt;I'M SO SORRY!!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Than this morning, nothing much happened went for breakfast...than came and used the computer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very worried now....after reading that post.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...nevermind...won't tell you guys...&lt;br /&gt;Jewell still hasn't told me what time to meet for the F1 race tonight.&lt;br /&gt;We'll I'll have tuition later and so on. So I'll probably post later and probably call a few people...&lt;br /&gt;So TTFN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i read that post...&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering...&lt;br /&gt;Who is it directed to...&lt;br /&gt;Is it me...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2414407116151763962?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2414407116151763962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2414407116151763962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2414407116151763962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2414407116151763962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-peeps-hows-it-going-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-6381531379457356765</id><published>2009-09-25T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:44:02.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the emo post yesterday...haha&lt;br /&gt;Needed to relieve some stress...haha&lt;br /&gt;Had a good day today XD&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;Today my IH teacher, Mrs Shum,&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how she pronounces robot?&lt;br /&gt;R-O-B-U-T. Stupid!!!! And she's an english teacher...what the hell...&lt;br /&gt;If she is an english teacher...pigs are gonna fly. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Than i just found out that i was invited for the F1 race tmr. AWSOME-NESS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks JEWELL!!! XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;Apparently its a present for us September babes &lt;br /&gt;Than Chrysan, Sherlyn and Cheryl like barged into my class after school..&lt;br /&gt;INSISTING to go to Akmal's school to scold him.&lt;br /&gt;So what the hell...but thankfully Akmal had CCA. Safe.&lt;br /&gt;Than when i was eating with Amanda(met along the way to the canteen) Cheryl, Sherlyn and Chrysan joined us. Cheryl stayed and scolded me cause i was avoiding the situation. And that i was being a coward and other things along there...&lt;br /&gt;So i was kinda sad. &lt;br /&gt;So after awhile, me and Amanda started talking about BTSG. About Rakuso Yoru and her.&lt;br /&gt;Such a fun conversation. She complaining about him and she plans to do when he asks her for hot chocolate. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I like the conversation about the espresso machine.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be using the first letter of our name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Why not put a nice espresso machine in his office? Easier for you. When calls you to make hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;A: just pour chocolate powder. Maybe expired chocolate powder...&lt;br /&gt;C: Good idea.&lt;br /&gt;A: but if i'm not around he'll just need to press the button.&lt;br /&gt;C: But what if he doesn't know how to use the machine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Poor Yoru.&lt;br /&gt;Than we went to the bookshop and just talked. And in the end we had to leave and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;So thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;OH! I'll be adding something new to the blog.&lt;br /&gt;'Thoughts from the Stars' and i'll probably change my URL to that as well&lt;br /&gt;So...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-6381531379457356765?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6381531379457356765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=6381531379457356765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6381531379457356765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6381531379457356765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-peeps-sorry-about-emo-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-537654051514128375</id><published>2009-09-24T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:50:07.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey...ah...&lt;br /&gt;I feel so gloomy...&lt;br /&gt;After doing a lot of thinking and visiting a few blogs here and there...&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that i feel so hurt when i read the posts thats written on that blog...&lt;br /&gt;...It can't be helped can it...?&lt;br /&gt;It very true as well...&lt;br /&gt;And what's that? You'll find out at the end of the post...&lt;br /&gt;It seems that my feelings can't seem to leave...and sometimes i wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;And whats more...my friends want me to forget about him...&lt;br /&gt;They say it like its the easiest thing in the world...&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be as well...&lt;br /&gt;But its not...&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere i walk...run..to a place...&lt;br /&gt;There's always a memory that always reminds me of the time we shared together...&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere i go...a memory that i kept away...will come in. &lt;br /&gt;And i'll start to cry...&lt;br /&gt;It kinda seem stupid and everything...&lt;br /&gt;To be honest...he seems to be the only friend i can openly talk to...&lt;br /&gt;Can i call myself an idiot?&lt;br /&gt;I have so many friends who are there for me.&lt;br /&gt;They are there to protect me.&lt;br /&gt;But...i can't seem to tell them...how i truely feel...&lt;br /&gt;I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Hate it when they tell me things that gives me every reason to throw a chair at them&lt;br /&gt;i hate it a lot...&lt;br /&gt;Apparently...my hasn't been healed...&lt;br /&gt;I just blindly believed that it was fully healed...&lt;br /&gt;such a fool i am...&lt;br /&gt;i just want to cry...&lt;br /&gt;the warmth that you gave me...&lt;br /&gt;it turned cold...&lt;br /&gt;i feel all numb....&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most painful thing is...&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the one yuo love...&lt;br /&gt;Love someone else...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-537654051514128375?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/537654051514128375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=537654051514128375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/537654051514128375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/537654051514128375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-8555223533464029047</id><published>2009-09-23T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:33:38.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ho!&lt;br /&gt;How's life?&lt;br /&gt;Mine is...uh...&lt;br /&gt;Lonely...i guess...&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging out with my friends more often...&lt;br /&gt;But i still feel very lonely. Why?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;Well my day is okay.&lt;br /&gt;I forgotten that i didn't have chinese tuition so i rushed home for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't eat lunch and now my stomach is growling...sighs...&lt;br /&gt;Serves me right, i guess...&lt;br /&gt;Had science test! I'm really scared! I'm scared that i'll fail!&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me please! I really need prayers right now!&lt;br /&gt;As for this blog...should i delete it...cause i'm like blogging and no one is tagging...&lt;br /&gt;I feel like there's no point for me to keep this blog...&lt;br /&gt;Sighs...i'm worried for him...&lt;br /&gt;They called him names and i just sat there...&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;okies! Stop all that sadness!&lt;br /&gt;SO! How are ya going to celebrate christmas?&lt;br /&gt;I know its kinda early...but yeah! I'm like in a christmas mood!&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on going out on sunday to buy more items for the christmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;People i plan to give:&lt;br /&gt;-Akmal&lt;br /&gt;-Amanda&lt;br /&gt;-Jewell&lt;br /&gt;-Chrysan&lt;br /&gt;-Sam&lt;br /&gt;-Guan You&lt;br /&gt;-Jolene&lt;br /&gt;-Aaron?&lt;br /&gt;-Jerrold&lt;br /&gt;-Eunice&lt;br /&gt;-Andrea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH! Still thinking on who to give...&lt;br /&gt;Tmr got math exam! AHH!!! So many things to memorise!&lt;br /&gt;Going to remember them all like tmr morning or something...&lt;br /&gt;Its fun to homework XD&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah...you guys like probably hate it to the core or something...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;So thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a shooting star:&lt;br /&gt;...i want to play badminton with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-8555223533464029047?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8555223533464029047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=8555223533464029047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8555223533464029047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8555223533464029047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-ho-hows-life-mine-is.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-4865631860549349107</id><published>2009-09-21T08:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T09:15:48.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ho!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not posting for the past few days...lazy...hehe&lt;br /&gt;so yea...&lt;br /&gt;if you guys don't know...I'M OFFICIALLY 14!!!!!!!!!! WOOOHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...on my birthday itself i received quite a number of sms from my friends wishing me a happy birthday XD But they keep raising their voice saying its my birthday but i shushed them...i didn't want to make a big thing...so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;i like to keep my birthday secret...&lt;br /&gt;but in the end...sighs...my friend ratted out on me...and soon the whole class sang me a birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS XD&lt;br /&gt;Than i stayed back and partied with the ArtistsX3 members. Everyone is back to normal again :D &lt;br /&gt;I pray this will last.&lt;br /&gt;but all good things have to come to an end, right?&lt;br /&gt;Than went to Jewell's house. Awesome house she got XD&lt;br /&gt;I want a house like hers.&lt;br /&gt;than went home and bumped into Akmal who waited for me. THANKS BRO!&lt;br /&gt;okay...I'm still not used to the brother sister thing...&lt;br /&gt;moving on!&lt;br /&gt;He wished me happy birthday. Thanks XD&lt;br /&gt;Than i went to church. Late.&lt;br /&gt;THE BUS DIDN"T COME FOR 30 MIN!!!! So i head to take a different route...sighs...irritating stupid bus...&lt;br /&gt;than when i reached i bumped into my friend who left to Jakarta to study and i met her again! XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;my cell group celebrated my birthday XD THANKS GUYS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We had doughnuts instead of cake so it was new and unique XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened...just slack and have tuition and all those kind of boring stuff so...&lt;br /&gt;i don't have much to blog about saturday...&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Amanda's church...i kinda got lost...&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't find the church when it was just down the road so...haha...&lt;br /&gt;The service was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;I emotionally moved by their worships and prayers! So energetic!&lt;br /&gt;And i can feel free to raise my hands to God. I'm so happy!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should go there once in awhile. I should try out other churchs as well.&lt;br /&gt;Than the sermon was sort of interesting. Jewell was hitting herself to keep awake...&lt;br /&gt;Drink coffee Jewell.&lt;br /&gt;Than we went off to meet CHrysan and go to Jewell's house...&lt;br /&gt;We spent an hour looking for her at Holland. So...&lt;br /&gt;i was tired. Than we finally found her!!! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;Than we acted out her being the princess. i'm the servant/tutor? Jewell's the head butler. &lt;br /&gt;It was fun! We should do it again. Than i met Tom. And he went out to buy piza for us. Went to give him a hand when he came back. Than i met Alex. &lt;br /&gt;And than went home a yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that mostly what happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll go watch Hetaia now.&lt;br /&gt;Tag yea?&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a lot of things i want to ask...&lt;br /&gt;But i scared that i'll hurt you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-4865631860549349107?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4865631860549349107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=4865631860549349107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4865631860549349107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4865631860549349107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-hey-ho-sorry-for-not-posting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1497684869721037430</id><published>2009-09-17T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:44:36.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ho!&lt;br /&gt;Its back to school for me. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I know people would seem that its a bad thing. But its a good thing XD&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;Guess and i'll give you a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;but i seriously hate it when i have no idea what is going on in school.&lt;br /&gt;People start asking me for homework which i didn't do cause i was absent...&lt;br /&gt;Which i completely forgot to ask my maths teacher what was for maths homework.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it...&lt;br /&gt;Than we had Pe in class...I had to stand for 45 mins cause  was talking to my friend...&lt;br /&gt;She was suppose to stand but she didn't want to, so i stand. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Than had recess...so lonely...&lt;br /&gt;Don't really have anyone to hangout with lately...sad&lt;br /&gt;Than had literature. Teacher didn't come. So yay?&lt;br /&gt;But had some work to be done. I wrote crap cause i had no idea what to write.&lt;br /&gt;Than english. I love english XD&lt;br /&gt;Than had remadial which only lasted for like half an hour which kinda sucked&lt;br /&gt;Than came home and did my homework and use the com.&lt;br /&gt;And called akmal to caht a bit.&lt;br /&gt;So thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...hope seems to be fading away...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1497684869721037430?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1497684869721037430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1497684869721037430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1497684869721037430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1497684869721037430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-ho-its-back-to-school-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-8493898247093566551</id><published>2009-09-16T08:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:11:16.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello...&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck at home...sick...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i was perfectly fine..than my eyes started to itch...&lt;br /&gt;It soon turned red...&lt;br /&gt;My sciende teacher told me to wash my face and out some eye drops...&lt;br /&gt;IT DOESN'T WORK!!!! WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;So...during math my friend told my teacher and asked me to go home and see a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Which i did...and the doctor said that i was down with a flu...&lt;br /&gt;So i came home to eat porridge...ate my medicine...&lt;br /&gt;And got knocked out the moment my head touched the pillow...&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at around 2 17...and Akmal said he would be coming over...with food&lt;br /&gt;and he did. He cares so much XD&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Akmal for caring :D Thanks Big bro!&lt;br /&gt;We watched hairspray. Again...i can't get bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was my 15th time...?&lt;br /&gt;Than we just chatted...&lt;br /&gt;My phone kept ringing...Than my grandparents...came over cause they were worried&lt;br /&gt;cause i wasn't picking up their calls...&lt;br /&gt;I told akmal to hide...cause i think they'll die of a heart attack if he saaw him there...&lt;br /&gt;He actually taught me a lesson to appreciate my grandparent's care. I'll try to appreciate. Take a small step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end they went back.&lt;br /&gt;And i walked Akmal to the bridge and i went home to eat dinner and bathe.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Mythbusters. They showed two myths. So cool. A car being thrown into the air or something like that. And an exploding toilet. Awsome-ness.&lt;br /&gt;Okies gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-8493898247093566551?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8493898247093566551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=8493898247093566551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8493898247093566551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8493898247093566551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-6351959376403083036</id><published>2009-09-14T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:18:49.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;Whats going on in this world yea?&lt;br /&gt;I was so evil this morning in school&lt;br /&gt;I"m the key Ic and i'm in charge of opening the classroom door. So on our way up after assembly. I was making my way towards the front door.&lt;br /&gt;Some of my classmates tried to open the front and it was lock.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes the back door would be lock. And when the back door is unlocked i get really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;But when they triend to open the door. It was LOCKED!!! YAAAAAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA!!! EAT THAT!!! I was smiling evily at my friends. &lt;br /&gt;And then went on smiling. Cause i'm so damn happy that the back door is locked XD&lt;br /&gt;I had art for the first three periods. Its okay...didn't get scolded for not doing my art piece.&lt;br /&gt;Than had IH, teacher didn't come. YAAAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Recess, sat with some of the ArtistsX3 members and debated about whether Chrysan should stay in ArtistsX3.&lt;br /&gt;I say NO!!!! i don't want her to be in the artistsx3. Its her fault that caused the whole group to go their own seperate ways. &lt;br /&gt;Annoying little pest.&lt;br /&gt;Than had english, busy drawing my final piece. It looks nice.&lt;br /&gt;Than had common test, it was okay...didn't really need to study it.&lt;br /&gt;Than maths, nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;than went plaza singapura to shop for some ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;well now there is nothing much i have to blog abt &lt;br /&gt;So byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-6351959376403083036?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6351959376403083036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=6351959376403083036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6351959376403083036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6351959376403083036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-peeps-whats-going-on-in-this-world.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3245941929315716124</id><published>2009-09-12T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:15:44.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ho!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home from my chalet trip. It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;I went to school and than to Sam's place.&lt;br /&gt;We soon went to the chalet. Very spooky.&lt;br /&gt;We picker a room which had a door that was locked. And i was freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;Than there was the bbq. And during the bbq there were MARSHMALLOWS XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the conversation between me and Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: i pity you sam...&lt;br /&gt;S:...&lt;br /&gt;C: i have three marshmallows, and you have only one solitary, lonely mushroom...&lt;br /&gt;S: O.o uh...its a marshmallow...&lt;br /&gt;C:................OH! it is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid, i know.&lt;br /&gt;well thats the fun of it isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Than at night i went crazy with homework.&lt;br /&gt;Got a damn head crack.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually freaked out sleeping in chalets.&lt;br /&gt;But i just prayed to God&lt;br /&gt;you know the verse that tells you that he will bring you rest&lt;br /&gt;i did that. pushing all the fear i had of sleeping there all went to him&lt;br /&gt;and indeed he brought me rest. Slept like a log&lt;br /&gt;i still don't like sleeping in chalets.&lt;br /&gt;than i came back and had tuition.&lt;br /&gt;did more homework. i'm telling you my homework is endless.&lt;br /&gt;than i came home and watched some tv...and than used the computer...&lt;br /&gt;on facebook, i got this cause thingy from akmal...&lt;br /&gt;i went to watch the video...i'm damn freaking scared to the core...&lt;br /&gt;seriously i'm dunno why i'm so damn scared...&lt;br /&gt;well i've gotta listen to christian music to calm me down and pray&lt;br /&gt;Good night XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3245941929315716124?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3245941929315716124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3245941929315716124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3245941929315716124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3245941929315716124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-ho-im-back-home-from-my-chalet-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-8338872905702237455</id><published>2009-09-10T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:03:44.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello~!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went to my friend's place to make a cake&lt;br /&gt;IT SUCKED!!!&lt;br /&gt;So have to tune the stupid recipe&lt;br /&gt;Than i threw it away when i wasn't suppose to but...&lt;br /&gt;it seriously tasted horrible...&lt;br /&gt;than i went novena square to check out Akmal's christmas present&lt;br /&gt;I know...Christmas is in December...So?&lt;br /&gt;Than had last minute plans and met Akmal.&lt;br /&gt;He came in this cool whitish blueish greyish shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Nice grey jeans and new school shoes&lt;br /&gt;He spent five minutes on his hair.&lt;br /&gt;It look cool&lt;br /&gt;walked all over toys r us and tutored me about planes&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 6 44am and read my bible.&lt;br /&gt;didn't bother to turn on the com&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Sam and Akmal&lt;br /&gt;Akmal only came after the movie...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;But yeah...than went to AMKHub to take neo prints XD&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a phobia of no prints...&lt;br /&gt;when i took it with my school friends...i felt weird...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i think its because we were pushing each other in and out of the booth...&lt;br /&gt;Stupid? I know.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr got chalet...MUST FINISH MY HOMEWORK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;than we walked sam to the bustop. than waited for our bus to go to toa Payao&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed the trip home.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for walking home with me, Akmal XD&lt;br /&gt;well i've gotta go sleep for tmr's IH stuff, chalet and lots of homework :P&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;if it happens...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby I will wait for you &lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you &lt;br /&gt;If it's the last thing I do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you &lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't know what else I can do &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time &lt;br /&gt;If it takes the rest of my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you &lt;br /&gt;If you think I find it just ain't true &lt;br /&gt;I really need you in my life &lt;br /&gt;No matter what I have to do &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you &lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-8338872905702237455?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8338872905702237455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=8338872905702237455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8338872905702237455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8338872905702237455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-yesterday-i-went-to-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3374820616927746171</id><published>2009-09-07T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:04:06.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey y'all&lt;br /&gt;whats up?&lt;br /&gt;well maybe nothing much&lt;br /&gt;had drills today and my legs are aching like shit...&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;learned slow march and nailed it within five minutes&lt;br /&gt;and turning while marching XD&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;Than i went to Clark Quay&lt;br /&gt;to think and shed a few tears&lt;br /&gt;I saw him today...&lt;br /&gt;I thought i would just break down&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't&lt;br /&gt;all i had to do was to forget all the time we did &lt;br /&gt;and just keep thinking we're just friends&lt;br /&gt;Its hard&lt;br /&gt;but i managed&lt;br /&gt;i regret a lot of things...&lt;br /&gt;if things are meant to be this way than let it be...&lt;br /&gt;I'll just smile and accept it no matter how painful it is...&lt;br /&gt;You just have to smile and walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so horrible for typing this but...&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the times you send me home on Tuesdays...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3374820616927746171?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3374820616927746171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-7173645447400099577</id><published>2009-09-07T07:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T07:28:10.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time can't be turned</title><content type='html'>hey people...&lt;br /&gt;Ah...I feel horrible...i feel sick inside out&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking I'm having a fever but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a scary yet lovely dream and i didn't want to forget it.&lt;br /&gt;So type it down to remember.&lt;br /&gt;The place was at Clark Quay. My favourite place. With him.&lt;br /&gt;We were like any usual couple, holding hands, feeling happy and...&lt;br /&gt;So in love...&lt;br /&gt;We were on the boat traveling and pretending we were toursists.&lt;br /&gt;I was so contented.&lt;br /&gt;But then it all changed...&lt;br /&gt;I was all alone...&lt;br /&gt;No one with me...&lt;br /&gt;There was a ring which we both had.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find it.&lt;br /&gt;I treasured it with all my heart, and it went missing&lt;br /&gt;I checked my wallet...It was't there&lt;br /&gt;I checked the ring box...It wasn't there&lt;br /&gt;I've lost it.&lt;br /&gt;I"ve lost him, the gift he gave me...&lt;br /&gt;I was all alone...&lt;br /&gt;I cried yet no one could hear them...&lt;br /&gt;I cried to turn time back, but i couldn't&lt;br /&gt;than everything just faded to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the dream i had&lt;br /&gt;Now i just dearly wish i could turn time back...&lt;br /&gt;And fix the mess...&lt;br /&gt;But i know...&lt;br /&gt;Time can't be turned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day.&lt;br /&gt;Where we share our last memory&lt;br /&gt;Where we say our thanks&lt;br /&gt;Where we say goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-7173645447400099577?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7173645447400099577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=7173645447400099577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7173645447400099577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7173645447400099577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-cant-be-turned.html' title='time can&apos;t be turned'/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2763657675794650729</id><published>2009-09-06T16:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:07:54.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo peeps!&lt;br /&gt;Hows it going?&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel really good. But i'll just post.&lt;br /&gt;All of my sadness are penned down on paper and now they are on a blog.&lt;br /&gt;Only certain people can read it. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know if he wants to read it.&lt;br /&gt;Trust is something the most important thing in a relationship...&lt;br /&gt;i was told that...&lt;br /&gt;i considered and yes. Trust is something really important.&lt;br /&gt;But i'd never thought that it could lead us into something so painful...&lt;br /&gt;You scream and you cry as hard as you can&lt;br /&gt;to fix it. to bring it back to the way it suppose to be...&lt;br /&gt;I want to fix it...i want to save it...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going nowhere...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;i just want to cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to save this relationship&lt;br /&gt;i want it to back as it was before...&lt;br /&gt;what about you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2763657675794650729?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2763657675794650729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2763657675794650729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2763657675794650729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2763657675794650729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/yo-peeps-hows-it-going-i-dont-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-4897782676188123583</id><published>2009-09-05T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:07:11.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey y'all&lt;br /&gt;today kinda sucked...&lt;br /&gt;in the morning had to go to St Clare to help disabled children. Again.&lt;br /&gt;My kid stressed me out till i nearly fainted.&lt;br /&gt;So had to cancel my chinese tuition. Which is good.&lt;br /&gt;than came back for lunch and watched a movies which kinda got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;But when i continued thinking...i just broke down crying.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs...i still haven finish shedding my tears&lt;br /&gt;the last time i cried real badly was...tuesday...?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop screaming and crying at the pain i felt...&lt;br /&gt;jeez its not going away...&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching hetalia...&lt;br /&gt;Germany looks weird...&lt;br /&gt;Italy just looks stupid...&lt;br /&gt;Japan looks hot...&lt;br /&gt;France looks like a gay...&lt;br /&gt;America is an idiot...&lt;br /&gt;Austria looks so cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll stop here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lost...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-4897782676188123583?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4897782676188123583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=4897782676188123583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4897782676188123583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4897782676188123583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-yall-today-kinda-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2360172278086133677</id><published>2009-09-03T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:44:52.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! Today kinda sucked. I had a chinese test.&lt;br /&gt;But the teacher didn't come and thats a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Than had science the teacher's fine. She blabs and i don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;than pe.&lt;br /&gt;my group leader smashed the freakin netball on my leg. now it just hurts like shit.&lt;br /&gt;dang it.&lt;br /&gt;than had recess. i kept glaring at someone&lt;br /&gt;who pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;now i need to change the blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kouhitsuji - Celine]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2360172278086133677?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2360172278086133677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2360172278086133677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2360172278086133677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2360172278086133677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-today-kinda-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2146742754993467883</id><published>2009-08-27T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:01:25.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ho!&lt;br /&gt;today was okay...&lt;br /&gt;chinese and science...nothing much...&lt;br /&gt;than had PE&lt;br /&gt;we did the chicken dance for warm ups&lt;br /&gt;than some folk dancing. nearly "died" of laughter!!!&lt;br /&gt;but it very fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;than had recess didn't eat...lol&lt;br /&gt;AND i'm NOT starving myself...just trying to save money&lt;br /&gt;and i've gotten used to not eating.&lt;br /&gt;i don't eat my recess and lunch.&lt;br /&gt;its either i starve or i bring food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;than i got back my literature paper.&lt;br /&gt;i passed by 0.5.&lt;br /&gt;passing mark is 12.5 and i got a 13 :D&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i got back my ih test which lasted for 40 minutes when it was suppose to last for like and hour. &lt;br /&gt;and in the end i failed it and now i have to go for remidial&lt;br /&gt;stickin teacher...&lt;br /&gt;than had a math test. i couldn't do one question...&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna flunk it...&lt;br /&gt;haven polish my boots yet!!! AHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'll polish it tonight. MUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;i FEEL evil!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies thats about it&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kouhitsuji]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that you're hiding things, &lt;br /&gt;Using gentle words to shelter me. &lt;br /&gt;Your words were like a dream. &lt;br /&gt;But dreams could never fool me, &lt;br /&gt;Not that easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I acted so distant then, &lt;br /&gt;Didn't say goodbye before you left. &lt;br /&gt;But I was listening, &lt;br /&gt;You'll fight your battles far from me, &lt;br /&gt;Far too easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Save your tears 'cause I'll come back." &lt;br /&gt;I could hear that you whispered as you walked through that door, &lt;br /&gt;But still I swore &lt;br /&gt;To hide the pain, &lt;br /&gt;While I turned back the pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouting might have been the answer, &lt;br /&gt;What if I cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart? &lt;br /&gt;But now I'm not afraid to say what's in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause a thousand words call out through the ages, &lt;br /&gt;They'll fly to you, &lt;br /&gt;Even though I can't see, &lt;br /&gt;I know they're reaching you, &lt;br /&gt;Suspended on silver wings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh a thousand words, &lt;br /&gt;One thousand embraces, &lt;br /&gt;Will cradle you, &lt;br /&gt;Making all of your weary days seem far away. &lt;br /&gt;They'll hold you forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh a thousand words (a thousand words), &lt;br /&gt;Have never been spoken (ohhh yeah), &lt;br /&gt;They'll fly to you, &lt;br /&gt;They'll carry you home (carry you home), &lt;br /&gt;And back into my arms, &lt;br /&gt;Suspended on silver wings (On silver wings), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a thousand words (ohh), &lt;br /&gt;Call out through the ages (call through the ages), &lt;br /&gt;They'll cradle you (oh yeah) &lt;br /&gt;Turning all of the lonely years to only days (only days), &lt;br /&gt;They'll hold you forever..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2146742754993467883?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2146742754993467883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2146742754993467883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2146742754993467883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2146742754993467883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-ho-today-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1203620527467326930</id><published>2009-08-25T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:42:06.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!!! Long time never post. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;oh well yeah here i am postin away :D&lt;br /&gt;be thankful that i'm posting cause i don't know if i can still post like everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so happy!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I've been passing my class tests!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i passed both my science test!!!&lt;br /&gt;And i passed my chinese test!!! For ONCE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i got 28/50 one mark bellow the highest. highest was 29. &lt;br /&gt;what the heck...&lt;br /&gt;then went for tuition and studied for my maths exam on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;so my tuition teacher threw questions at me for me to answer the questions on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;then met Akmal and went to buy speakers for his computer&lt;br /&gt;i didn't eat!!!! SO HUNGRY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL! i feel like i'm fasting or something...haha&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;nothing else to type about. &lt;br /&gt;so byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kouhitsuji]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the tears i shed&lt;br /&gt;are for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1203620527467326930?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1203620527467326930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1203620527467326930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1203620527467326930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1203620527467326930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-long-time-never-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-599702114666912308</id><published>2009-07-30T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T18:46:13.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ho~!&lt;br /&gt;School sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten to bring PE attire. But borrowed my friend's :P&lt;br /&gt;Than had recess so damn freaking hungry. I ate a burger, half of my friend's food, and a bottle of pink dolphin. SO HUNGRY!!! &lt;br /&gt;Than had literature.&lt;br /&gt;Than math. Got back math paper. Failed it. :P sucks&lt;br /&gt;Than English...slacked around even though teacher around. LOL&lt;br /&gt;My leg got cramped...ow...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go for school ndp practice. Must go for next monday's.&lt;br /&gt;Next tuesday no math tuition :D &lt;br /&gt;AH!!! Still have mind maps to do...sighs...&lt;br /&gt;Okies going to change blogskin :D&lt;br /&gt;Byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DEDICATION :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk through a storm, &lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up high, &lt;br /&gt;And don't be afraid of the dark, &lt;br /&gt;At the end of a storm, there's a golden sky, &lt;br /&gt;And the sweet silver song of a lark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk on through the wind, &lt;br /&gt;Walk on through the rain, &lt;br /&gt;Though your dreams be tossed and blown... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart, &lt;br /&gt;And you'll never walk alone, &lt;br /&gt;You'll never walk alone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart, &lt;br /&gt;And you'll never walk alone, &lt;br /&gt;You'll never walk alone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-599702114666912308?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/599702114666912308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=599702114666912308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/599702114666912308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/599702114666912308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-ho-school-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1215407793227720679</id><published>2009-07-29T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:03:16.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is seriously turning whacked!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't change the letter fonds...what the heck man...&lt;br /&gt;School was fine.&lt;br /&gt;Had a science test. I couldn't understand the freaking questions!!!! OMG!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna flunk...sniffles...&lt;br /&gt;Than recess. Ate a lot!!! A plate of food from the Malay stall,one chicken burger and a bottle of winter melon drink.&lt;br /&gt;Than DOT...We did social responsibilities...sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;Than maths...the stupid teacher gave up a pop quiz on simultaneous equations...damn her...i spent 10 minutes on one stupid question!!! And i had to rush to the last two.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to finish the last one cause time was up...sniffles...&lt;br /&gt;English...we were suppose to write a story about multiculturalism...but all we did was throw paper balls at each other and played truth or dare. LOL! so fun :D&lt;br /&gt;Than we had literature...the teacher didn't come but we were told to file our stuff into the file for checking...:P sucky...&lt;br /&gt;Than after school, i had to stay for a little while cause i had to attend some briefing about some NEmation thing that i joined. &lt;br /&gt;Than rushed home for chinese tuition. I made it back on time:D yay:D&lt;br /&gt;Than Akmal is suppose to come over to fix the computer...? But his father didn't allow him to leave...sighs...chatted with him on facebook for about...5-10 minutes than he logged out.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs so bored...i'm also doing homework :D&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the window of my soul &lt;br /&gt;All the secrets that I hold &lt;br /&gt;Will be yours to share for always, always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a whisper in the wind &lt;br /&gt;A gentle breeze touches my skin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you're with me always, always &lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in the air &lt;br /&gt;The fire that we share &lt;br /&gt;Can only come from deep within &lt;br /&gt;It's a light that burns so bright &lt;br /&gt;It guides you through the night &lt;br /&gt;And leads you to me &lt;br /&gt;So find your way back and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, touch me &lt;br /&gt;Let the love come rushing through me &lt;br /&gt;I'm yours with every breath I take &lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever &lt;br /&gt;Hold on to love &lt;br /&gt;Cause deep down that's what we're made of &lt;br /&gt;Never let go for my hearts sake &lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart belongs to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake to hear you breathe &lt;br /&gt;Only you can fill the need &lt;br /&gt;That builds and burns so deep inside me, inside me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the moon lights up the sky &lt;br /&gt;There's a thousand reasons why &lt;br /&gt;That my heart will only beat for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason that I live &lt;br /&gt;So now all I've got to give &lt;br /&gt;I give it to you &lt;br /&gt;Just don't fight the feeling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, touch me &lt;br /&gt;Let the love come rushing through me &lt;br /&gt;I'm yours with every breathe I take &lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever &lt;br /&gt;Hold on to love &lt;br /&gt;Cause deep down that's what we're made of &lt;br /&gt;Never let go for my hearts sake &lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart belongs to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up but just give in &lt;br /&gt;I will always be here waiting for you &lt;br /&gt;Love will see us through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, touch me &lt;br /&gt;Let the love come rushing through me &lt;br /&gt;I'm yours with every breathe I take &lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever &lt;br /&gt;Hold on to love &lt;br /&gt;Cause deep down that's what we're made of &lt;br /&gt;Never let go for my hearts sake &lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart belongs to you &lt;br /&gt;My heart belongs to you &lt;br /&gt;My heart belongs to you &lt;br /&gt;My heart belongs to you &lt;br /&gt;My heart belongs to you only you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1215407793227720679?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1215407793227720679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1215407793227720679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1215407793227720679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1215407793227720679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-blog-is-seriously-turning-whacked.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-6785016607416231727</id><published>2009-07-27T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:00:39.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLO!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay...my blog is acting all weird on me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't change the fonds!!!!!!!! OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day and a suckish one...&lt;br /&gt;Had Art...i hate the teacher...she sucks...Mrs Rosy Lo is better than her. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is that Mrs Shum[My stupid IH teacher who only knows how to talk] didn't come to school!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Than had recess.&lt;br /&gt;Than english...Mrs Rosy Lo didn't come for 45 minutes!!! SLACKING TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;than during that time i was asked to act bimbo...what the...i don't even know how to act bimbo...&lt;br /&gt;Next was &lt;strong&gt;COMMON TEST&lt;/strong&gt; omg...i'm gonna fail...&lt;br /&gt;it was maths...omg...&lt;br /&gt;than i had science tuition...omg!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was late for the school ndp practice!!!!! omg!!!! i didn't get scolded, thank god...&lt;br /&gt;okies, thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dedication :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not make &lt;br /&gt;The same mistakes that you did &lt;br /&gt;I will not let myself &lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart so much misery &lt;br /&gt;I will not break &lt;br /&gt;The way you did &lt;br /&gt;You fell so hard &lt;br /&gt;I learned the hard way, to never let it get that far  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side &lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust &lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way &lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out &lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry &lt;br /&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh &lt;br /&gt;Every day of my life &lt;br /&gt;My heart can't possibly break &lt;br /&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side &lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust &lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you die &lt;br /&gt;I heard you cry &lt;br /&gt;Every night in your sleep &lt;br /&gt;I was so young &lt;br /&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me &lt;br /&gt;You never thought of anyone else &lt;br /&gt;You just saw your pain &lt;br /&gt;And now I cry &lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night &lt;br /&gt;Over the same damn thing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I tried my hardest just to forget everything &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-6785016607416231727?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6785016607416231727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=6785016607416231727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6785016607416231727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6785016607416231727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/helllo-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-266394808675160163</id><published>2009-07-26T09:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:12:23.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 9.44am and i need to be at church before 11 am.&lt;br /&gt;Had NDP NE show 3. The sirs cheated our feelings!!!!&lt;br /&gt;They say march 4 rounds which is 2.4km so one round is 600m.&lt;br /&gt;We march 6 rounds!!! According to Akmal.&lt;br /&gt;THEY CHEATED ON US!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then waited for Akmal :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;He was early O.o I was very surprised :D:D&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Macs. Seaweed shaker fries :D:D&lt;br /&gt;Tasted...sweet and salty?&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten to buy lollipop when we went to 7-11 to buy drinks but didn't have anything we like.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs...People kept stepping on my boots.&lt;br /&gt;My boots very nice to step on...just don't step on it when i just polished it or i'll come after your head.&lt;br /&gt;Got tuition later, tmr got math common test.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! I HAVEN'T STARTED ON MY ART HOMEWORK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring it with me to do....sighs&lt;br /&gt;It irks me when the teacher praises Chrysan...&lt;br /&gt;One minute she's my good friend, the next minute she's my arch enemy...what the hell&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8 something today :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;I always wake up at nine...woke up at 8!!&lt;br /&gt;Okies thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dedication&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making my way downtown &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking fast &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faces pass &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm home bound &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staring blankly ahead &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just making my way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making a way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through the crowd &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I need you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I miss you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now I wonder.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could fall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Into the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would pass me by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause you know I'd walk &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thousand miles &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just see you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always times like these &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I think of you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I wonder If you ever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think of me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause everything's so wrong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't belong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living in your &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precious memories &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I need you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I miss you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now I wonder.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could fall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Into the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would pass me by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause you know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd walk &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thousand miles &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just see you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I, I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't want to let you know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drown in your memory &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't want to let this go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I, I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making my way downtown &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking fast &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faces pass &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm home bound &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staring blankly ahead &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just making my way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making a way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through the crowd &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I still need you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I still miss you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now I wonder.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could fall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Into the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would pass us by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause you know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd walk &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thousand miles &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could Just see you... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could fall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Into the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would pass us by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause you know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd walk &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thousand miles &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just see you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just hold you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-266394808675160163?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/266394808675160163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=266394808675160163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/266394808675160163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/266394808675160163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-9.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-7876942548789018857</id><published>2009-07-14T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:50:49.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello~!&lt;br /&gt;Had a good yet tired time in school.&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished my english speech!!!&lt;br /&gt; WOOHOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went for tuition&lt;br /&gt;Went home with someone :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Had a very very very fun time :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Then called him out to lend me reader's digest. [THANK YOU!!!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A little something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dad look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Think back and talk to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Did I grow up according to plan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And do you think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it hurts when you disapprove all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I try hard to make it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just want to make you proud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm never gonna be good enough for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't pretend that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you can't change me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing lasts forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry I can't be perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We can't go back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry I can't be perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I try not to think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;About the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Did you know you used to be my hero? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the days you spent with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now seem so far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it feels like you don't care anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And now I try hard to make it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just want to make you proud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm never gonna be good enough for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't stand another fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And nothing's alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing lasts forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't be perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We can't go back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't be perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing's gonna change the things that you said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing's gonna make this right again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please don't turn your back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't believe it's hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just to talk to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But you don't understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing lasts forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't be perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We can't go back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't be perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing lasts forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't be perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We can't go back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't be perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-7876942548789018857?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7876942548789018857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=7876942548789018857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7876942548789018857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/7876942548789018857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-had-good-yet-tired-time-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-5673974947372359949</id><published>2009-07-09T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:20:38.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello~!&lt;br /&gt;School was as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet someone at plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;I was so damn late!!! Sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;I went to buy his birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;Now i need to find a cake.&lt;br /&gt;Where can you get fruit cakes?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;He came over to my house and we spent time together :D:D&lt;br /&gt;I can't get the sweet memories out of my head. Sighs...&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel guilty about what happened. Its now a past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here is a little something&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this a dream? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please don't wake me from this high I've become comfortably numb &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until you opened up my eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To what it's like &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When everything's right &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When no one else was lookin' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did you know just where I would be? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, you broke through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of my confusion &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ups and the downs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you still didn't leave &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess that you saw what nobody could see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, here we are &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's pretty far &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you think of where we've been &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No going back &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm fading out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that has faded me within &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're by my side &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now everything's fine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When no one else was lookin' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did you know just where I would be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, you broke through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of my confusion &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ups and the downs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you still didn't leave I guess that you saw what nobody could see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I was hiding &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Til you came along &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And showed me where I belong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When no one else was lookin' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did you know? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did you know? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When no one else was lookin' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did you know just where I would be? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, you broke through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of my confusion &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ups and the downs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you still didn't leave &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess that you saw what nobody could see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(You found me) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(When no one else was lookin') &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(How did you know just where I would be?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You broke through &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of my confusion &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ups and the downs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you still didn't leave I guess that you saw what nobody could see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The good and the bad &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the things in between &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You found me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-5673974947372359949?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5673974947372359949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=5673974947372359949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5673974947372359949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5673974947372359949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-school-was-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3406068007423154052</id><published>2009-07-08T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:05:36.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was okay.&lt;br /&gt;DOT and math teacher didn't come to school!! WOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then had three periods of english&lt;br /&gt;Spent my time reading a book i borrowed&lt;br /&gt;Then had lit&lt;br /&gt;Nearly got caught passing notes&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! YOU CAN"T CATCH US!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then went home for tuition. So sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with someone special.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for chatting with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a little something&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without your smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another day just passes by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How much it means &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you to stay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right here with me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it hurt so bad I can't take it any longer&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be there for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sharing everything you do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thousand miles between us now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It causes me to wonder how &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our love tonight remains so strong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It makes our risk right all along &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it hurt so bad I can't take it any longer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be there for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sharing everything you do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things can come and go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know but Baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something's burning strong between us &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Makes it clear to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be there for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sharing everything you do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3406068007423154052?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3406068007423154052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3406068007423154052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3406068007423154052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3406068007423154052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2204875472440166491</id><published>2009-07-07T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:00:34.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello sorry for not posting.&lt;br /&gt;Got into a fight with my mom yesterday and i didn't have time to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bishan Active to celebrate Sam's senior's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Did footdrills&lt;br /&gt;Had cake&lt;br /&gt;Water fight.&lt;br /&gt;And i got a proposal from someone.&lt;br /&gt;And we are now a couple. :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;I feel really happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello school was fine.&lt;br /&gt;Very tiring. Nothing much to do. Except pass notes all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...need to pay for class t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;Went for tuition&lt;br /&gt;Someone picked me up and sent me home :D:D&lt;br /&gt;Had a little cuddling session :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;He's a vampire *bite*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here's a song for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just a smile and the rain is gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can hardly believe it (yeah) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's an angel standing next to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Reaching for my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just a smile and there's no way back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can hardly believe it (yeah) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But there's an angel, she's calling me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Reaching for my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know, that I'll be ok now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This time it's real I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's all I wanna do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everytime I breathe I feel brand new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You open up my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Show me all your love, and walk right through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was lost in a lonely place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Could hardly even believe it (yeah) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Holding on to yesterdays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Far, far too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now I believe its ok cause this time it's real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's all I wanna do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everytime I breathe I feel brand new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You open up my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Show me all your love, and walk right through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never knew that love could fell so good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Like once in a lifetime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You change my world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You make me feel brand new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Show me all your love, and walk right through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's all I wanna do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everytime I breathe I feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You open up my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Show me all your love, and walk right through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You make me feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You open up my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Show me all your love, and walk right through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2204875472440166491?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2204875472440166491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2204875472440166491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2204875472440166491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2204875472440166491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-sorry-for-not-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-307258480626684309</id><published>2009-07-05T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:49:46.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ndp. Very hot.&lt;br /&gt;The sun is do damn active.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people felled out.&lt;br /&gt;Had KFC for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Get to see someone and chatted with him.&lt;br /&gt;Got stares from my GB friends and officers&lt;br /&gt;freak out much?&lt;br /&gt;then we marched and marched until...dunno what time.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with him again:D&lt;br /&gt;Agreed to meet at Lavender MRT&lt;br /&gt;Got laughed at by three people.&lt;br /&gt;We walked home together.&lt;br /&gt;Shared a Burger with weird sauce.:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Went home and talked for 30-45 minutes :D:D&lt;br /&gt;Agreed to something :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the luckiest girl :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I got picked up from school by someone. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;Had to go for a movie.&lt;br /&gt;We were late.&lt;br /&gt;My friend got pissed at us.&lt;br /&gt;But forgave us both :D&lt;br /&gt;Recieved a little present from someone. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;Then we parted to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks for being there when i was crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you for wiping my tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you for holding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-307258480626684309?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/307258480626684309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=307258480626684309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/307258480626684309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/307258480626684309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturday-had-ndp.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-8588754525110664741</id><published>2009-07-02T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:16:36.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello~! I met someone again today :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Sent me home today :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Tried to take a picture of me[blush]:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Held hands for awhile on the bus:D:D:D:D:D[i like it :D]&lt;br /&gt;Carried my school bag. So sweet. [I allowed him in the end :D:D:D:D]&lt;br /&gt;Shared his waffle with me. :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Sat at a stall and watched him eat :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Wrote a special message :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Did fun and lovely things:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Sent my to my door step:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest and forever is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A little dedication[again]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The thing about love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is i never saw it coming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It kinda crept up and took me by surprise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And now there's a voice inside my heart that's got me wondering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is this true, i want to hear it one more time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Move in a little closer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Take it to a whisper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just a little louder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Say it again for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cuz i love the way it feels when you are telling me that i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The only one who blows your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Say it again for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's like the whole world stops to listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you tell me you're in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Say it again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thing about you is you know just how to get me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You talk about us like there's no end in sight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The thing about me is that i really want to let you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Open that door and walk into my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Move in a little closer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Take it to a whisper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just a little louder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Say it again for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cuz i love the way it feels when you are telling me that i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The only one who blows your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Say it again for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's like the whole world stops to listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you tell me you're in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it feels like it's the first time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That anybody's ever brought the sun without the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And never in my whole life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Have I heard words as beautiful as when you say my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Say it again for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cuz i love the way it feels when you are telling me that i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The only one who blows your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Say it again for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's like the whole world stops to listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you tell me you're in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Say it again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you tell me you're in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Say it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-2007644954740348924</id><published>2009-07-01T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:17:36.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello~! Had a wonderful day. I can't really consider it that wonderful but still. Alright Chrysan stopped talking to me...which i think its good...&lt;br /&gt;This morning my form teacher went to change our seats. She nearly changed my seat but in the end she didn't, which was good. But she place someone who i didn't like at all right smack next to me. And that spoiled the rest of my time until recess. Then we had DOT [daughters of tmr] we where doing on social responsibility and we had to do a quiz. After the quiz we threw our papers all over the class. It was crazy...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during Lit we were talking about the book, sing to the dawn, which was kinda fun cause we were asked about the main character and other stupid things. The teacher asked how many days did the main character go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'10 years!'&lt;br /&gt;'5 years!'&lt;br /&gt;'30 years!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. it was crazy. but i got the right answer! go me! The answer was from 5 days to 1 week. And i got a sweet. Which i dont wanna eat cause its caramel. And caramel always leave a funny after taste. Who wants the sweet? Tag the bored. I also received a chocolate from my friend who bought it in italy and i dropped it...sniff...nvm it had nuts in it so i'm not going to take the risk of tasting what kind of nut it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school i text my very close friend :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Replied telling me that he was still in school and it was going to end in ten minutes time.&lt;br /&gt;Planned to meet tmr to send me home. [SO SWEET :D:D:D] i feel so touched.&lt;br /&gt;Then at night,chatted on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;While listening to a song, i cried. Consoled me and cheered me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most caring cheerful sweetest wonderful funny best friend who is very important to me. I could never ask for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats almost about it. byebye:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note to my important person [a dedication to you]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;woke up this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just sat in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8 am first thing in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is a certain someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;who is always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he treats me like a lady in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;his smile warms me through out the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;should i tell him 'i love you?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wish i new what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so strong, so deep and so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i lost you would i ever heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so strong so deep and so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i lost you would i ever heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the way he looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so deep in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;our hearts so warm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just wanna cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then he's so hardworking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he wants to be someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;should i tell him that 'i love you?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what if he doesn't say it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm getting so nervous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what should i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so strong so deed and so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i lost you would i ever heal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so strong so deep and so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i lost you would i ever heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;will this be my turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;two hearts beating together as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no more lonliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;only love laughter and fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so strong so deep and so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i lost you would i ever heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so strong so dee and so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i lost you would i every heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could this be love that i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-2007644954740348924?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2007644954740348924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=2007644954740348924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2007644954740348924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/2007644954740348924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-had-wonderful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-6052926879154539963</id><published>2009-06-26T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:57:01.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello~! Akmal tagged me to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Besides lips, where is your spot to be kissed?&lt;br /&gt;-Cheek...i guess...&lt;br /&gt;2.How did you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;-" my body aches..."&lt;br /&gt;3.Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;-Akmal&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;-Don't think i'm one...&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;-I would if I could&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you had a bestfriend who was of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;-Not really&lt;br /&gt;8. What does your last message say?&lt;br /&gt;- 'What...? You lost me...'&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking now?&lt;br /&gt;-I'm so gonna die of homework...&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you wish someone was with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;-Yea, but I ain't gonna spill...&lt;br /&gt;11. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;-0055 hrs local&lt;br /&gt;12. Who was the last person you texted?&lt;br /&gt;-Akmal&lt;br /&gt;13. Tag ten people to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;- Jewell&lt;br /&gt;- Jolene&lt;br /&gt;- Eunice&lt;br /&gt;- Andrea&lt;br /&gt;- Amanda&lt;br /&gt;- Guan You&lt;br /&gt;- Gina&lt;br /&gt;- Thulasi&lt;br /&gt;- Jerold&lt;br /&gt;- Ash&lt;br /&gt;14.Who is 2 having a relationship with?(Jolene)&lt;br /&gt;-Don't think so&lt;br /&gt;15. Is 3 a female?(Eunice)&lt;br /&gt;-Ever heard of a guy called Eunice...&lt;br /&gt;16. If 7 and 6 get together would it be good?(Gina,Guan You)&lt;br /&gt;-They don't know each other&lt;br /&gt;17. When was the last time you chatted with 5?(Amanda)&lt;br /&gt;-25 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;18. Is 4 single?(Andrea)&lt;br /&gt;-Dunno&lt;br /&gt;19. Say something about 2.( Jolene )&lt;br /&gt;-Someone fun to be with&lt;br /&gt;20. What do you think of 3 and 6 being together?(Eunice, Guan You)&lt;br /&gt;-Won't agree to it.&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you think if seven and six fight?( Gina, Guan You)&lt;br /&gt;-They son't know each other&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you like 3?( Eunice)&lt;br /&gt;-As friends. I'm not a les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lovely time today! I spent my day with my close friend :D special to me. We went to the library together! I was very nervous....hehe...i was shaking. Never thought this would happen. This is what happens when you like someone.&lt;br /&gt;Personally escorted back home. :D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Stays near my home :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Made me laugh :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Listened to my troubles :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it so byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note for my close friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks for all that you did today with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I enjoyed my time with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll remember it and treasure it with all my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-6052926879154539963?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6052926879154539963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=6052926879154539963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6052926879154539963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6052926879154539963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-akmal-tagged-me-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-6820324675854911037</id><published>2009-06-22T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:19:34.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Found this on Sam's blog. A questionnaire. If you want to do it you may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Real name: Celine Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nick name: Uh...Ling and Emo Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. star sign: Virgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. male or female: Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Primary school: St Margaret's Primary School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Secondary School: St Margaret's Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Poly/JC: St Andrew's Junior College&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hair color: Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Long or short: Long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Loud or Quiet: Quiet...sometimes loud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Sweats or jeans: Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Phone or Camera: Phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Health Freak: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Drink or smoke: No way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you have a crush on someone?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Eat or drink: Drink...must hydrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Piercing: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Tattoos: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Been in a airplane: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Been in a relationship: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Been in a car accident: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Been in a fist fight: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. First piercing: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. First best friend: Samantha Yeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. First award: Primary One, Shuttle Relay, Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. First crush: Some Malay guy from my kindergarten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. First illness: High fever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28: First vacation: Bangkok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last person you talked to: My mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Last person you texted: Kaoru Kuma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last person(s) you watched a movie with: Samantha, Earnest(sp?), Hannah, Julia and Akmal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Last food you ate: Rice with vegetavles and miso soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Last movie you watched: Monsters vs Aliens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Last song you listened to: Bond - Explosive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Last thing you bought: Green Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Last person you hugged: No one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Favourite Food: Dim Sum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Favourite Drinks: Green tea bottled and coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Favourite Clothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Favourite Books: Rachel Hawthorne - A Year in Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Favourite Song: Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Favourite Flower: Roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Favourite Colors: Colours of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Favourite Movies: What Happened In Vagues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Favourite Phrase: 'A smile a day, keeps the sadness away.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Favourite Subjects: Chinese and English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Kissed in the snow: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Celebrated Halloween: No. Not allowed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Had your heart broken: Yes. Millions of times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Went over the minutes on your cell phone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Someone questioned your sexual orientation: ...no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Came out of the closet: When i was hiding from my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Gotten pregnant: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Had an abortion: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Done something you've regretted: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Broken a Promise: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Hid a secret: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Pretended to be happy: Try my best not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Met someone who changed your life: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Pretended to be sick: Last year during Drill Test practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Left the country: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Cried over the silliest thing: Silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Ran a mile: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Went to the beach with your best friend(s): Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Stay single the whole year: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Eating: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Drinking: Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. I'm about to: Go online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Listening to: Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Plans for tomorrow: Go out with Kuma and do homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Waiting for: Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Want kids?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Want to get married?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Career in mind: Neurologist or Baker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Lips or Eyes: Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Shorter or Taller: Tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Nice stomach or nice arms: Can't tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Sensitive or loud: Sensetive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81: Hook-up or Relationship: Relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Trouble-maker or hesitant: Hesitant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Lost glasses/contacts: Glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Ran away from home: Tried to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Hold a gun/ knife for self defence: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Killed somebody: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Broken someone's heart: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Been arrested: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Cried when someone died: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Yourself: Try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Miracles: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Love at first sight: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Heaven: Of Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Santa Claus: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Sex on the first date: N-O. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96: Kiss on first date: Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Is there one person you want to be with right now?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life?: Not really. Making the best out of it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Do you believe in God?: YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Do you feel empty?: Yeah when i'm all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111. Tag people to do this: No...i'll let them decide whether they want to or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-6820324675854911037?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6820324675854911037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=6820324675854911037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6820324675854911037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/6820324675854911037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-1346754171173544437</id><published>2009-06-22T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:21:49.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello fellow blog readers.&lt;br /&gt;i've not been blogging much cause i was in china and the stupid thing is that they won't allow me to access my blogger account. crazy system. in china, i went to the fobbiden city. its very very big. those who went there would agree. then i also went to the summer palace which i twice the size of the forbbiden city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food there can drive you to your death bed. its so damn oily!!! i only found that out when my family and i went to eat the pekking(sp?) duck. its really oily. i took a bite of the damn duck and oil filled my mouth instead of the juicy flavour. I might as well be drinking the oil itself!!! i literally died on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was an outing. Kuma, Usagi and me. we went to national library. to find the damn book called the clay marble. there was only one unborrowed. and i can't be found on the damn bloody shelf. then we went to macs to have lunch and talk about btsg. which was very fun. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was the playmax event me and cheryl had to lead a group of people and we played almost everything there and we won first prize :D hahaha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had corporal's camp. very tiring. during the camp i was practically eating everyone's food. so i was called dustbin no.6 hahaha :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was a youth outing/camp on the 17 and 18. there was an amaxzing race on that day. we were suppose to meet at harbourfront mrt at 10. i reach there about 9 something. jolene was there when i arrived which was good. sam came. goodie :D then we went to superdog to wait for other people. that was when i found out that i didn't bring my water bottle. so sam followed me to vivomart to buy water. than we went to fetch eunice who lost her way. marcus was there as well. andrew came. and other people i don't i want to mention. then we went to sentosa and got ready for the race. my team (sam, eunice and me) had a head start than along the way andrew's team (andrew, cedric and meng ren) started running catching up with us. crazy people. so we went all over sentosa. we kept bumping into andrew's team which kinda sucked. and in the end andrew's team came in first. it was expected cause they kept running. and we were second last which was okay. i was actually very pissed for no apparent reason. than after that we sat down and do our own things. we went to buy brinks for ourselves and other people. when we came back we played manopoly card version. which was amusingly confusing. but marcus seemed to understand the damn game. i had to watch the whole round before i understood the game. while playing i finally saw meng ren's shirt and it was really really cute!!!! really. it was cutest shirt i've ever seen. than we went back to church but got split up at vivo city cause they had to send meng ren's phone to the hospital. i think it dropped in the water. so yeah. than me sam and eunice went to sam's grandma's place to bathe. then we went back for bbq.than we watched a movie 'a walk to remember'.than i followed sam home to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as y'all know i'm in ndp, i went for ndp on the 13th its not as tiring cause we didn't do a city march. and i saw a familiar face!!! at long last!! i saw Akmal! a familiar face!! glorious!!! then on the 20th there was ndp. but nobody told me where to meet and at what time. so i didn't attend the session. i went to ask sam to ask akmal. but she gave me his number so i went to contact him and he told me that there was ndp on that day. when i heard the i freaked out and then i was so damn pissed off. not at akmal but at the gb people for not informing me about the ndp session. so now i am worried that they are going to drop me out of ndp. sighs. how i hate them to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should be about it...ahh...so tired after typing. hope this will make up for not writing for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-1346754171173544437?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1346754171173544437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=1346754171173544437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1346754171173544437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/1346754171173544437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-fellow-blog-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-4430371209165777882</id><published>2009-05-19T08:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:23:19.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello i'm like currently in school blogging. i didn't have school for yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to blog yesterday but i'm too lazy to do it&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was helping out my english teacher in an art exhibition and something else which i won't tell.&lt;br /&gt;actually i spent more time helping out with the art exhibition cause everyone says i'm good at art. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;okay i won't boast but ya...&lt;br /&gt;then now i'm currently in school doing more exhibition stuff...but i think we're slacking more than we're suppose to. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is that she gives us five dollars for lunch!!!&lt;br /&gt;FREE MONEY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;really we're so slacking in the computer lab.&lt;br /&gt;my friend is like on face book and i'm blogging and reading katekyo htiman reborn (which kaoru recommended)&lt;br /&gt;started reading it last night and it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;i really encourage all manga lovers who have not heard or read about it to read it.&lt;br /&gt;i assure you that there's a 110% fun and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;READ IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;its really interesting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKIES  me have to go&lt;br /&gt;byebye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-4430371209165777882?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4430371209165777882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=4430371209165777882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4430371209165777882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4430371209165777882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-im-like-currently-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-9215161747656442532</id><published>2009-04-27T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:42:41.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello fellow ppl&lt;br /&gt;sorry if my blog is really really dead but yea&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming up and everything and i can't really get hold of the computer much.&lt;br /&gt;sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today Koumori Kaoru and i went to meet popcorn pen boss at toa poayo(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;yea turned out this boss is big and fat. and huge&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that we were waiting for bus 153 to go there.&lt;br /&gt;when the bus came we got ready to flag it&lt;br /&gt;when the bus went by there was this wind that blew my skirt&lt;br /&gt;[i wore shorts underneath]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ah! the wind blew my skirt!&lt;br /&gt;Kaoru: yoru would love that.&lt;br /&gt;Me: [embarrassed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and Koumori&lt;br /&gt;if you find this blog very emo&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;but it can't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to change the skin after the exams k?&lt;br /&gt;sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR EXAMS!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-9215161747656442532?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/9215161747656442532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=9215161747656442532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/9215161747656442532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/9215161747656442532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-fellow-ppl-sorry-if-my-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-807188584440717688</id><published>2009-04-07T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:26:50.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really sorry about the blog you are visiting right now...is well dead burnt and scattered across the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i'm very pissed off at my ndp partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday my cca, GB, had a cip trip to st Clare (home for the disabled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we also had an award ceremony which was compulsory for the sec 2s to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my ndp friend didn't come mrs hou didn't really much bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went for awards ceremony. which was at 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a lot of time left so we went to Macs for lunch then went back to school to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we got on the bus ms ng asked where my ndp partner was and we all told here she didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked every single one of us for her number in the end she got scolded like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and blames me for it...what is her problem seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she also lost her schedule. such an important item and lost it... sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIZ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do i have to run 2.4 tmr...don't want to run...i wanted to train today but i was tired so yeah i'm not training for it...wish me luck...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to very blur for these past few days...&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday i had tuition at bishan and i waiting for bus 162 and i thought i saw 162 so i got on that bus. then after a 15 minutes ride i realised that i was on the wrong bus and i got in front of mayflower secondary. i walked back down to the other bus stop hoping i would be able to get a bus and bring me to church soon...it it was raining on that day and i forgotten to bring an umbrella so i walked in the rain and got drenched...hahaha...continuing from where i left off...&lt;br /&gt;but apparently the bus stops didn't have any buses to church...and i had to walk all the way there. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today on my way to school.... i was taking a train from boon keng to little india. i was very focused on my music and lost in thought. so when the train stopped i thought i was suppose but when i got off...i realised that i was in farrer park. i quickly ran back in. i nearly died of embarrassment!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;2.4....urgh the horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah last night i had a horrible dream i dreamt i was being bullied by my classmate. and just so you know i do get bullied in class. yeah when i told my classmate about this here reaction was.&lt;br /&gt;"HUH?! Really ah?!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...i didn't like today so damn annoying...my class had English for the last two periods and at that time this girl sitting behind me sat next to me sharing my summary practice paper since she lost hers. but she just sat next to me to make the teacher think that we are sharing but we were not...i was hogging the whole thing for myself but she didn't mind as she was drawing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fairies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she drew an Easter fairy...-goose bumps-&lt;br /&gt;then she asked me this.&lt;br /&gt;"do think there can be a shoe fairy?"&lt;br /&gt;i thought about it.and said&lt;br /&gt;"yeah..."&lt;br /&gt;and she was like&lt;br /&gt;"REALLY?!?! That's totally unbelievable!!!"&lt;br /&gt;and i ignored her and continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DANG IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMR GOT SUMMARY WRITING TEST!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;dead...so so very dead...&lt;br /&gt;ARGH...heck care...&lt;br /&gt;okay don't want to type anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-807188584440717688?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/807188584440717688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=807188584440717688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/807188584440717688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/807188584440717688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-really-sorry-about-blog-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-3257900921833223678</id><published>2009-03-19T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:38:40.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people.&lt;br /&gt;had a good day today went out with jolene sam guan you janice and her little sister.&lt;br /&gt;watched hotel for dogs. nice movie. i recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! when we met guan you. there was a snail on his tshirt. hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;me and sam were freaking out badly.&lt;br /&gt;at the underground passage way we freaking out even more cause jolene was trying to get it off him.&lt;br /&gt;so we stood infront of this guy who was selling tissue. and yelled at us. okay getting pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;must chill.&lt;br /&gt;okay all chilled.&lt;br /&gt;after movie went to macs to get food. then went back to bishan for tuition while the rest went for games.&lt;br /&gt;missed out on the fun i guess. hahahaha...okay not funny.&lt;br /&gt;oh um when you see the date...its kinda whacked up a bit. so yeah...i'll do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah....&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;well after tuition followed sam back to amkhub and we talked about &lt;ahem&gt; someone.&lt;br /&gt;i find it weird to talk about it...i guess it suppose to be natural?&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;tmr got chinese tuition.&lt;br /&gt;WHY???? honestly my attention span for chinese is an hour to one and a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be early for youth cell. FOR ONCE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;okies nothing else to write.&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-3257900921833223678?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3257900921833223678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=3257900921833223678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3257900921833223678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/3257900921833223678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-8580852431360775165</id><published>2009-03-18T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:30:18.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people i just changed the blogskin and everything. yay!&lt;br /&gt;i was practicing my guitar just now...and...&lt;br /&gt;ALL the strings have turned rusty...&lt;br /&gt;sniff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on in the tag board...my user name would either be:&lt;br /&gt;1. Four Seasons&lt;br /&gt;2. Emo Queen&lt;br /&gt;3. Dementor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;okies&lt;br /&gt;i hope you like the new skin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;movie outing with my youth cell friends. yay!&lt;br /&gt;then after that i'll go for math tuition.&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;need to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;later i'll be doing an science essay on chemotherapy&lt;br /&gt;but then i went to borrow a book on leukemia. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go do my homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-8580852431360775165?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8580852431360775165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=8580852431360775165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8580852431360775165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/8580852431360775165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-people-i-just-changed-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-5275438580395843458</id><published>2009-03-17T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:43:42.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello long time never post. sorry wasn't interested in posting for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well i'm staying up late for no apparent reason but who cares. i seriously hate bar cords.&lt;br /&gt;but still have to play. otherwise guan you will scold. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so not enthused in posting right now. but i have to.&lt;br /&gt;tmr i'm suppose to go out with my friends for baking session. but it got cancelled. sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be staying home to do homework. geez....&lt;br /&gt;after this i'll probably go post somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! today went to takashimaya's kino and got copic markers. i feel so happy.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha....tmr i shall practice guitar. i feel so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the outing on thursday. going to watch movie.hahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nothing else to write.so..&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-5275438580395843458?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5275438580395843458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=5275438580395843458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5275438580395843458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/5275438580395843458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-long-time-never-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-4304019819362883175</id><published>2009-03-03T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:58:35.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is kinda okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back the test on atoms and molecules. and i just passed. oh well i passed yipee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i couldn't draw or read. how sad is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-4304019819362883175?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4304019819362883175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=4304019819362883175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4304019819362883175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/4304019819362883175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-772473180153059649.post-846013700673273031</id><published>2009-02-25T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:33:21.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired. today is the last day of e learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to go to school tmr and i've tuition after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to church for guitar practice with Guan You. kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learned weird and funny stuff like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F#m7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is that?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. i have a class test on atoms and molecules tmr and then along came these weird chords that i never thought it would exist! now i'm getting mixed up with the formulas and the chords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gonna flunk the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i found a game that is really addicting and i love it. its so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go to school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreading friday. GB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week for some reason our bangs were not there. i was expecting a loud bang when all we have was &lt;em&gt;tuck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SAD&lt;em&gt;!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i've gotta go now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Guan You please take care of that cough of your's.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S Guan You don't catch a cold or a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/772473180153059649-846013700673273031?l=speechless-summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/feeds/846013700673273031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=772473180153059649&amp;postID=846013700673273031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/846013700673273031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/772473180153059649/posts/default/846013700673273031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speechless-summer.blogspot.com/2009/02/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>bring_me_to_life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960991989152653136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gZCp8e5JEnY/SaUphBBWW1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1lKwfQarpGc/S220/animegirlwitguitar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
