<?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-23010842</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:23:35.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wild exuberance.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-3350388504848759015</id><published>2007-07-01T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:23:58.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello  i've relocated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deliriousheels.livejournal.com"&gt;http://deliriousheels.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-3350388504848759015?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/3350388504848759015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/3350388504848759015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-ive-relocated-httpdeliriousheels.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-6112895785988808270</id><published>2007-06-30T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T11:24:44.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world(:</title><content type='html'>lazing arnd like the biggest bum in the world's such a great great feeling i can't explain muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i have such a dreadful feeling about this blocks.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i did well for econs, but apparently not, after yong hit reality on me. i hoped i'd do well for chem, but almost all was gone when that horrid buffer ques seemed total greek. then math waha. like dying, dying, dead.&lt;br /&gt;and bio was such a disappointment really:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhh. never mind. im just awfully glad that its over:D&lt;br /&gt;cause all that translates into more shopping, more sleep, more piggyness, more gatheringssss, more play, more whatever(:&lt;br /&gt;sweeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after bio, the four famished women went for our much loved nasi lemak. any longer, i swear there'd be a hole in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;had our much much missed talks and i laughed till my sides hurt, esp with yiwei being her usual nutty self.&lt;br /&gt;- discovered a truely amazingly, laudable virtue we all have in common haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home for a nap before meeting the vainpok.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna bring along a street directory the next time we go out alright?&lt;br /&gt;then my poor legs need not suffer from all that &lt;em&gt;injustice&lt;/em&gt; again haha. THANKS TO.&lt;br /&gt;now, who's the street idiot again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive decided that its time i get some exercise. yes omg. &lt;br /&gt;cos ive been stuffing myself silly with so much krispy kremes and pods that im turning into this white round ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know what you're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;being white and ball-faced is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-6112895785988808270?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/6112895785988808270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/6112895785988808270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-world.html' title='hello world(:'/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-9084614536404510664</id><published>2007-06-20T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:53:37.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;Cause here's my promise made tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;you can count on me for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;that's when I love you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;when nothing you do can change my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;the more I learn the more I love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;the more my heart can't get enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;That's when I love you, when I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to the song and couldnt help but let this little smile creep to my lips, that how it reminds.&lt;br /&gt;this is to you, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, mummy has just started her healthy lifestyle campaign at home, with the first plate of organic brown rice for dinner. chewy chewy funny quirky.&lt;br /&gt;and its so ironic that im craving for doughnuts at such an unearthly time. yum yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-9084614536404510664?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/9084614536404510664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/9084614536404510664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/cause-heres-my-promise-made-tonight-you.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-3115359227234963288</id><published>2007-06-16T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:24:31.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who needs buses when we can just walk!&lt;br /&gt;who needs umbrellas when we have shelters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, dont you call this an adventure?&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im hereby declaring a war against the crazy ants in my room, aft that very one started nibbling on my face when i was SLEEPING! and i thought explicitly marching up and down the walls in that long squad was bad enough. phhwooar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say its time to stock up on the insecticides. NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-3115359227234963288?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/3115359227234963288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/3115359227234963288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/who-needs-buses-when-we-can-just-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-5837237339785300644</id><published>2007-06-13T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:48:24.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;put your trust in me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i promise(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the notes were hardly touched, i think i still learnt quite a huge deal today.&lt;br /&gt;haha. yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw zig markers arent that easy to wash off afterall. rahhh. horrible boy!&lt;br /&gt;and im worried for my hideous-ly cute pinko dotted shirt! oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay sleepy time. i got refrained too much today. thanks to.&lt;br /&gt;(:!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-5837237339785300644?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5837237339785300644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5837237339785300644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/put-your-trust-in-me.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-2658196854547275881</id><published>2007-06-10T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:58:47.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rmrg0jtsteI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NrGz_tthIgc/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074115123731019234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rmrg0jtsteI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NrGz_tthIgc/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy birthday &lt;strong&gt;TAY HUIPING&lt;/strong&gt;!:DDD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never thank my lucky stars enough for giving me a friend like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- someone who'll always be there to listen, guide and support me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the many times when you'll nag and chide me, but at the end of the day, still stand by me and my often, silly decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) our crazy shopping trips, greedy moments, deafening singing sessions, hopelessly bitchy gossipping sessions, desperate suntanning attempts, sneaky fullerton excursions &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) and those days when we'll seek comfort and solace in each other, knowing that we're going through the exact same shit together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those moments, how can i forget?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you bestie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for being such an extraordinary friend, you definitely deserve a more than sensational birthday today(: love lots!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-2658196854547275881?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2658196854547275881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2658196854547275881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-tay-huiping-ddd-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rmrg0jtsteI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NrGz_tthIgc/s72-c/collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-3224005716752523803</id><published>2007-06-08T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:58:50.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmmWCztstdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lERpZc3085g/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ping's birthday celebration!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingxiu came to my house at a mighty, horrendous 8 am to start the preparation for the picnic that the royal highness had kindly/unkindly requested for.&lt;br /&gt;any minute earlier, she'll prob be able to catch me in my smelly pyjamas hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so xiu started on her trial-and-errror choc balls while i did the oreo cheesecakes.&lt;br /&gt;the balls were ummm. well. hmm. haha. (okay la, they were QUITE nice! haha)&lt;br /&gt;aft which we went shopping for ping's present and then back home agn to prepare the rest of the picnic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and judging at the quantity and QUALITY of food we managed to whip up, i think we're just destined to excel in everything we do in life, isn it?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml1sjtstOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DohxEMsvXRc/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073715863571182818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml1sjtstOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DohxEMsvXRc/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmmUpTtstcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/HXjEDeGSSgQ/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073749892597069250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmmUpTtstcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/HXjEDeGSSgQ/s400/ping%27s+birthday+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml2-ztstQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EYMyEdloplI/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we met ping at fort canning for the great feast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of all times, of all days, pick today to RAIN. phwooooar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ended up picinic-ing in a pavillion, followed by major photo whoring to pass time, then a rather tortorous 'hike' arnd the place, equating to majorly swollen toes and aching calves boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dessert at bakerzin was omg. heavenly(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just admit it, you two, i have GREAT taste! just look at how you guys ended up pinching on my desserts haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the day couldnt have ended off better without our absolutely, much-missed heart to heart talk at our favourite place(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml2OTtstPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gEOVrkN0baw/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073716443391767794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml2OTtstPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gEOVrkN0baw/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml31DtstSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xHMphZxYAqc/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073718208623326498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml31DtstSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xHMphZxYAqc/s400/ping%27s+birthday+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml3djtstRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wqWkrrTLrkc/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073717804896400658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml3djtstRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wqWkrrTLrkc/s400/ping%27s+birthday+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there you have it, the feast for the queen. 1)pineapple rice 2)fried chicken 3)otah 4)sausages 5)chocolate balls 6)oreo cheesecakes. now say wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml9TztstYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/V_aOcyLPR8U/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073724234462442882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml9TztstYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/V_aOcyLPR8U/s400/ping%27s+birthday+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the SHREK hairband we bought for miss tay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml8bjtstXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_sHUtegfpeY/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073723268094801266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml8bjtstXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_sHUtegfpeY/s400/ping%27s+birthday+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml7-DtstWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/u7ehi9jRWgU/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073722761288660322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml7-DtstWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/u7ehi9jRWgU/s400/ping%27s+birthday+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our favourite photo(: at the expense of me being such a retard though. but nvm, retardism's cool. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmmWCztstdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lERpZc3085g/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073751430195361234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmmWCztstdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lERpZc3085g/s400/ping%27s+birthday+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml9ojtstZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Ubjr2KA8fQo/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073724590944728466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml9ojtstZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Ubjr2KA8fQo/s400/ping%27s+birthday+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml7eTtstVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-OwTRKetQ00/s1600-h/ping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073722215827813714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml7eTtstVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-OwTRKetQ00/s400/ping%27s+birthday+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my butties for everything- the friendship and love they've given me that stays true through and through, without doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope you enjoyed the day we planned for you today miss tay! and have a smashing sweet 18th this sunday! loveeee(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait for our next meetup! ONE MONTH!:(((( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-3224005716752523803?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/3224005716752523803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/3224005716752523803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/pings-birthday-celebration-yingxiu-came.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rml1sjtstOI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DohxEMsvXRc/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-6188759225980833466</id><published>2007-06-07T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:58:52.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shits stayover!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lethal combination!&lt;br /&gt;shopping with kahleng on monday. omg huge huge huge damage to my wallet! though we only entered 4 shops in that mere 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;and yes that means i better not shop for the next month or so. which prob means too, that i better coop myself up at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sentosa the next day!&lt;br /&gt;which is precisely why im like a walking lobster now! hmmm. okay make it three. cos im betting half my life that my two lovelies over there are as red as me haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love love love my two crazy women(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmbsfztstNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kyqCda5qmD4/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073002061481424082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmbsfztstNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kyqCda5qmD4/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all agree this ought to be the best photo we've taken haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmbsNDtstMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ka8BD8FhqdA/s1600-h/shits+stayover2+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073001739358876866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmbsNDtstMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ka8BD8FhqdA/s400/shits+stayover2+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then kahleng and i rushed off for the band concert DUTY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont ask why, its a long story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it wasn't as bad as i imagined it to be. in fact, i thought it was pretty fun haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH. and TERRENCE HENG! 100% gay-dar accuracy certifed. you have my utmost respect and admiration alright. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmbroTtstLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rFScGmM8QvU/s1600-h/band+concert+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073001107998684338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmbroTtstLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rFScGmM8QvU/s400/band+concert+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmbrUztstKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/67GS4Dt1FIk/s1600-h/band+concert+016a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073000772991235234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmbrUztstKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/67GS4Dt1FIk/s400/band+concert+016a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we FINALLY took a photo with our congratulatory board!(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though up to now, we STILL have not yet finished up that unsightly heading haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rmbq8TtstJI/AAAAAAAAADs/ycvDEPnA0Cs/s1600-h/band+concert+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073000352084440210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/Rmbq8TtstJI/AAAAAAAAADs/ycvDEPnA0Cs/s400/band+concert+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-6188759225980833466?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/6188759225980833466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/6188759225980833466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/shits-stayover-lethal-combination.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmbsfztstNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kyqCda5qmD4/s72-c/collage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-9026847069353398593</id><published>2007-06-03T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:58:53.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, need you ask?(: cos there wasn even a need to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATTIE POOP! ive been staring and i still dont think its an ugly photo WHATTT(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quality family time promised, fulfilled(:&lt;br /&gt;waffles with the brother after lunch. boy were they not only heavenly, but also going at such unbelievably reasonable prices hohoho. so you people might want to love me a little more, and maybe maybe, i'll consider bringing you there muaha.&lt;br /&gt;and with 2 mighty waffles plus that whole bowl of gelato down the stomach, guilt finally sank in for all ive eaten the past few days that i made this HUGE groundbreaking decision to EXERCISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. like omg. how long its taken for me to move my lazy ass out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;and you ask, guilt gone? maybe not. considering that i felt so hungry after that, i started bingeing on chocolates agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about guilt management. hoho. nice try claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;overdued!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLaznLd4FI/AAAAAAAAAC0/RFEAHCGeTGM/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071856710597861458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLaznLd4FI/AAAAAAAAAC0/RFEAHCGeTGM/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLXEXLd4DI/AAAAAAAAACk/FK6JwcofysM/s1600-h/IMG_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071852600314159154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLXEXLd4DI/AAAAAAAAACk/FK6JwcofysM/s400/IMG_0614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLqNnLd4II/AAAAAAAAADM/Z-ObZz-Zac0/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071873649948876930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLqNnLd4II/AAAAAAAAADM/Z-ObZz-Zac0/s400/IMG_0621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and undeniably, here's presenting the corniest photo of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLpn3Ld4HI/AAAAAAAAADE/9w9U-OFq0Gg/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071873001408815218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLpn3Ld4HI/AAAAAAAAADE/9w9U-OFq0Gg/s400/IMG_0625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-9026847069353398593?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/9026847069353398593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/9026847069353398593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-well-need-you-ask-cos-there-wasn.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLaznLd4FI/AAAAAAAAAC0/RFEAHCGeTGM/s72-c/collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-5043533022581898699</id><published>2007-06-02T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:58:54.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;ecaco jts!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLsFXLd4JI/AAAAAAAAADU/gFWSRhA80Sk/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071875707238211730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLsFXLd4JI/AAAAAAAAADU/gFWSRhA80Sk/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sakae buffet completely killed me.&lt;br /&gt;i practically stuffed my face with plates and plates of fried tofu and sushi. after which, the two greedy woman proceeded to pamper ourselves further with more desserts upon deciding that the provided was nowhere near enough muaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now ive got a completely bloated stomach and the little tummy's peeking out every now and then, with that horrible evil smirk. phwooar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still, im bloatedly-satisfied haha(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- long overdued photos of the last ecaco formal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLtPXLd4KI/AAAAAAAAADc/KQuHLQ5QxeQ/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071876978548531362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLtPXLd4KI/AAAAAAAAADc/KQuHLQ5QxeQ/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLtcnLd4LI/AAAAAAAAADk/VP39YBufCa4/s1600-h/jts+cum+last+formal+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071877206181798066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLtcnLd4LI/AAAAAAAAADk/VP39YBufCa4/s400/jts+cum+last+formal+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its irritating how my brother always succeeds in making me feel guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much so that i'm gonna forgo erik's cooking tmr for some quality family time, that i'm starting to wonder how much of my life has actly been influenced by him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is, pretty much i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow, it's hard to hide the disappointment. ive been thinking for long enough, that this is maybe, all superficial. please tell me its not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am 1) feeling horribly empty in spite of one loud crazy dinner two hrs ago 2) in a desperate need to talk to someone, anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, hello there miss little emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-5043533022581898699?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5043533022581898699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5043533022581898699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/ecaco-jts-sakae-buffet-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmLsFXLd4JI/AAAAAAAAADU/gFWSRhA80Sk/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-2419849924049469866</id><published>2007-06-02T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:58:54.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and before i head for sweet dreams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATTIE POOP!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmBTh3Ld3_I/AAAAAAAAACE/Alxm8NL8230/s1600-h/PICT0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071145021632012274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmBTh3Ld3_I/AAAAAAAAACE/Alxm8NL8230/s320/PICT0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its been almost 9 years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy, dont we feel old?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- for all the deep talks, cranky jokes, insane conversations, GREEDY moments we've shared,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- for all the love, advice and concern you've showered upon me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- and for the peachiest friendship(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some strange reasons, i'm suddenly remembered of our horrible 3rd lang days! haha KOH SENSEI! (that cute nerd!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great sizzling day today miss kingfu muffins!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-2419849924049469866?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2419849924049469866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2419849924049469866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-before-i-head-for-sweet-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RmBTh3Ld3_I/AAAAAAAAACE/Alxm8NL8230/s72-c/PICT0256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-2225239574514257280</id><published>2007-06-02T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T00:55:34.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got sick of studying, and i got sick of the blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;so i spent the time which ive promised my books doing this instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still i think im a little genius(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hello &lt;em&gt;mr sean poot&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-2225239574514257280?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2225239574514257280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2225239574514257280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-got-sick-of-studying-and-i-got-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-5581545567768439490</id><published>2007-05-31T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T00:09:56.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;- if this aint love, then i dont know what love is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked for inspiration, and all i got was a bout of egoism. (AS USUAL)&lt;br /&gt;poof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brilliant attempt to exercise today failed miserably. (AGAIN)&lt;br /&gt;ended up doing what we've always been best at, nothing but lazing arnd like horrible earthworms. (dont ask me why earthworms, cos its just a complete random thing that flashed across my mind haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we're gonna break our normal lazy routine SOON(:&lt;br /&gt;-though honestly, everyone's definitition of soon pretty much differs haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty amazing to discover how much i cld possibly share and connect with someone.&lt;br /&gt;the comfort in knowing that you're listening and understand.&lt;br /&gt;with all the confessions and feelings kept unsaid for quite some time, there comes relief and a smile across the face, that all along, it was prob just silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, cupid's definitely got me in a chokehold&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-5581545567768439490?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5581545567768439490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5581545567768439490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-this-aint-love-then-i-dont-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-6204309993241381722</id><published>2007-05-26T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T00:35:15.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am so happy i met tayhupink today! :))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;cos its been eons since we last met!&lt;br /&gt;have got tons to talk, gossip and hear about.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for us to go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hey busy woman!&lt;br /&gt;you better set a date soon(:&lt;br /&gt;- 8 june's far too long for me to wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied out today! (well, sorta)&lt;br /&gt;- finally discovered the diff btw starbucks and coffeebean after the vain one pointed it out hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;- seriously need to get my indecisiveness checked or the poor one's gotta continue to watch me engage in all those weird monologues with myself haha. and if this persists, i'll prob never be able to get my pencil box roarrr.&lt;br /&gt;(im suddenly quite worried that the one i like'll be gone by the time i actly go down to buy it oh no)&lt;br /&gt;- day of liberation for ns guys. everywhere we went, guys were bald. so am trying to imagine the vain one w/o hair now. conclusion: &lt;em&gt;umimaginable&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiwei and i went for the food fair at expo yest.&lt;br /&gt;horrible pigs we were haha. boy am i glad we went for it cos there was sooooo much good food:D&lt;br /&gt;which resulted in the horribly bloated stomach aft that muaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, at the rate im eating now, im just gonna grow fat fat fat.&lt;br /&gt;am in such a great need to get my lazy ass moving and EXERCISE! :(&lt;br /&gt;rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i can feel the eyelids getting heavier by the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight dum dum(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-6204309993241381722?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/6204309993241381722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/6204309993241381722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/05/am-so-happy-i-met-tayhupink-today-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-2808014086261683708</id><published>2007-05-24T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:52:51.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i made a pact with myself to sleep before 11 everynight.&lt;br /&gt;and look at the time now hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im just here to whine and moan and groan abt the fact that they just announced that carrie chong's leaving radio:(&lt;br /&gt;phwwwoooar.&lt;br /&gt;the one taking over better be good or im so gonna flippp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking at my pencilbox now and all of a sudden, it looks so dirty.&lt;br /&gt;weird. since i just gave it a much needed miracle wash after being covered with ink, dirt and whatsoever for 3 looong yrs. (seeeee how much i scrimp and save haha)&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i shall take that as a sign to get a new pencilbox(:&lt;br /&gt;or if you're feeling kind enough, you can get one for me haha.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i hope ongsiyun rmbered to take nougats for me from tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my late night hunger cravings're acting up again oh no. i want my scones!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think im getting crazily random muaha.&lt;br /&gt;shall better sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEE peopleeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-2808014086261683708?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2808014086261683708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2808014086261683708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-made-pact-with-myself-to-sleep-before.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-3236414895645696111</id><published>2007-05-21T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:12:32.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss the council room already!&lt;br /&gt;even when im perfectly comfortably lazing on the bed right now.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go to school uber late every morning from now since there's nowhere else to sleep, esp when the class bench is always filled with people busy sleeping/&lt;s&gt;copying&lt;/s&gt;doing tutorials/complaining(read: teo yiwei haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im supposed to be doing work now.&lt;br /&gt;cos i missed 4 days of lessons last week and im lagging behind everything like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;yea &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously, sooo need to get out of this holiday mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;but then agn, actly, i think i dont really want to(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanna say how much i love my crazy pok friends&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;kahleng, genesis&lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;we know what we did on friday night muahaha. thank god noone saw us.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if they did. what wld happen to our reputation!&lt;br /&gt;- and yes. we do have one alright. a horribly glam one haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay claire neo's gonna watch teevee now.&lt;br /&gt;all the work can wait tilll. ermmm. tmr?&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/23010842-3236414895645696111?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/3236414895645696111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/3236414895645696111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-miss-council-room-already-even-when.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-6032927402754198836</id><published>2007-05-16T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:58:55.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont recall being so sick for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor say its a viral infection which i got from someone.&lt;br /&gt;(raises eyebrow at miss teo yiwei haha)&lt;br /&gt;and its highly contagious - very true since vera got the fever from me the very next day:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home on monday feeling so wobbly and cold, only to wake up with my face so red, as if the blood vessels there had burst or sth. heh.&lt;br /&gt;and so the fever lasted for a horrid 2 days:(&lt;br /&gt;rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;and im so awfully sad ive got to miss the last few council events and the last morning announcement with joceee baby:(&lt;br /&gt;(sorry joce!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sun, mother's day was well spent at home with mummy dearest(:&lt;br /&gt;bro and i decided to risk the plausibility of burning the kitchen down by cooking dinner for her haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the great bro smartly suggested cooking the whole packet of pasta despite my insistent suspicions.&lt;br /&gt;only to result in a overflowing pot of pasta enough for 15 people hahah.&lt;br /&gt;it was such an amusing sight, we nearly died laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whipped up minestrone soup and shepherd's pie which was really really yummy(:&lt;br /&gt;and pasta (SUPPOSEDLY aglio oglio before we decided to heck the confusing recipe haha),&lt;br /&gt;which turned out ermmm. edible. muaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ive still concluded that the siblings are great cooks despite the fact that our culinary instincts and skills never fail to crack me up haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy insists we take a photo of us kissing her haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkroQMM7jWI/AAAAAAAAABU/y50ug_sBivA/s1600-h/DSCN0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065116095782554978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkroQMM7jWI/AAAAAAAAABU/y50ug_sBivA/s320/DSCN0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so absolutely love my parents cos i really think they're sooo soo cute haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkrtFcM7jZI/AAAAAAAAABs/6GfQ-NSqFxM/s1600-h/DSCN0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065121408657100178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkrtFcM7jZI/AAAAAAAAABs/6GfQ-NSqFxM/s320/DSCN0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- and dad points at the cute lil peeking double chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" wah lao. how come noone tell me i so fat!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. get what i mean abt my parents being so adorable(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkrnxcM7jVI/AAAAAAAAABM/NrM9MH08Mag/s1600-h/DSCN0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065115567501577554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkrnxcM7jVI/AAAAAAAAABM/NrM9MH08Mag/s320/DSCN0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the pasta which looks pretty decent and tastes pretty edible haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkruSMM7jaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_OgoHhpNCJQ/s1600-h/mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065122727212060066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkruSMM7jaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_OgoHhpNCJQ/s320/mother%27s+day+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated the vainpok's birthday last thurs!&lt;br /&gt;happy happy happy belated birthday!:DDD&lt;br /&gt;i hope you had a great time mr ego(:&lt;br /&gt;despite what you saw while attempting to fix my ever so screwed up phone. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkrxXsM7jbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/o-qMERkIWOs/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065126120236223922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkrxXsM7jbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/o-qMERkIWOs/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; loveeee :):):)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and on mon, it was a promise made alright?(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-6032927402754198836?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/6032927402754198836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/6032927402754198836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dont-recall-being-so-sick-for-very.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkroQMM7jWI/AAAAAAAAABU/y50ug_sBivA/s72-c/DSCN0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-1569065552238561378</id><published>2007-05-08T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:58:58.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-you alone can make my song take flight(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught spidey man last sat!&lt;br /&gt;not planning to do a spoiler here, but i'm so sad ___ died!:((((((((&lt;br /&gt;rahh.&lt;br /&gt;and clar was right. tobey maguire had this double chin peeking out every now and then. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jts at surf n turf aft that!&lt;br /&gt;apart from being a great place to make noise, there was pretty much nothing else to rave abt cos the food was so so terrible.&lt;br /&gt;my steak was like so. absolutely. chewwyy.&lt;br /&gt;20 bucks cld definitely have been better spent.&lt;br /&gt;still, thank god the company was great(:&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, its been so long since our class had any sort of an outing alr!&lt;br /&gt;-raises eyebrow at the welfare rep.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkCQ0CJVKUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FB4nXK5EocU/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062205204768041282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkCQ0CJVKUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FB4nXK5EocU/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at what retarded guys ive got in my class haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkCUiCJVKVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AJCC69SQySY/s1600-h/jts"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062209293576907090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkCUiCJVKVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AJCC69SQySY/s320/jts%2707+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkCVHiJVKWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f9Gx9oP__pM/s1600-h/seniors+and+juniors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062209937822001506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="247" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkCVHiJVKWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f9Gx9oP__pM/s320/seniors+and+juniors.jpg" width="335" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkCYOiJVKXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/17qXC_HKmv4/s1600-h/2719158580100942012shbrQT_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062213356615969138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkCYOiJVKXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/17qXC_HKmv4/s320/2719158580100942012shbrQT_ph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phantom of the opera on sun was simply brilliant(:&lt;br /&gt;the set left me in complete awe. till now, i still can't figure it out somehow.&lt;br /&gt;still, daddy insists the money cld have been better spent on his sauna haha.&lt;br /&gt;talk about cultivating the appreciation of the arts. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;oh! pardon me but i must must rave abt this haha.&lt;br /&gt;we had max brenners for dessert aft lunch and boy was it heavenly, heavenly, heavenly:)))&lt;br /&gt;full of pure chocolate goodness, with the complete overload of endorphins that made me crazily perky and ecstatic aft that haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i FINALLY met nattie poop at island creamery yest!&lt;br /&gt;yes, like FINALLY FINALLY, though i was hopping mad cos the royal highness was late for an incredible 30 minutes(or more) haha.&lt;br /&gt;had a much needed, much missed good talk(:&lt;br /&gt;you know im happy for you girl!&lt;br /&gt;we need more meetups! with carmen the next time round!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;right now, my wisdom tooth's the most pissifying thing in my life. and silly uuuuuqu had to tell me abt its horrifying extraction procedure. phwwooar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-1569065552238561378?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/1569065552238561378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/1569065552238561378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-alone-can-make-my-song-take-flight.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RkCQ0CJVKUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FB4nXK5EocU/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-289054790087276385</id><published>2007-05-01T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T00:06:07.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i loveeee :):):)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love :):):)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to just make this quick cos i dont think i'll have the time to do this tmr night anw.&lt;br /&gt;and thus the definite broken promise made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with mummy today:D&lt;br /&gt;i must say shopping really works wonders for the tired and deprived spirit and soul cos by the end of it, i was feeling exuberant haha.&lt;br /&gt;hurray to retail therapy!(:&lt;br /&gt;but bad for daddy's wallet though:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's time to save money.&lt;br /&gt;say hello to more school-bound homemade sandwiches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the nigus for dinner at the hongkong cafe(:&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, jia didn get us lost!&lt;br /&gt; -totally&lt;em&gt; amazing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"we need to cross the root!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"errrr. huh?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"the ROOT la! can't you see!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, she means ROAD.&lt;br /&gt;get what i mean by her BAD BAD pronounciation? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losta catching up and gossiping followed thereafter, coupled with the usual outburts of laughter and craziness haha.&lt;br /&gt;enough to lift any low spirits i might have had the night before(:&lt;br /&gt;and make me more than grateful for all the lovely friends i have with me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carmenyyyy! clarrr (though you popped by for a short while)!&lt;br /&gt;you guys're badly missed!:((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-289054790087276385?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/289054790087276385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/289054790087276385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-loveeee.html' title='i loveeee :):):)'/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-7366242263463424829</id><published>2007-05-01T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:58:59.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent met these people for almost 5 months! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gan jia jia hasn't changed a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;spastic as ever. english as bad as ever.&lt;br /&gt;but i still love her(:&lt;br /&gt;sorry jia jia for ruining your reputation! haha but i just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;these photos are hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdRQiJVKTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Sh1iLsypukQ/s1600-h/chris"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059602050859739442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdRQiJVKTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Sh1iLsypukQ/s320/chris%27s+bday+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOOK at the BIG face man hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s1600-h/chris"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059601428089481506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQNiJVKRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQpWPG1iaEA/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059600899808504082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQNiJVKRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qQpWPG1iaEA/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm too lazy to put all these words into details now haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;promise to blog more tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in short im happy happy happy- from all the retail therapy and catching up with the good old friends(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i loveeee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-7366242263463424829?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/7366242263463424829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/7366242263463424829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-havent-met-these-people-for-almost-5.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdRQiJVKTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Sh1iLsypukQ/s72-c/chris%27s+bday+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-5901988253072228836</id><published>2007-04-16T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T23:56:12.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's always this quirky little warm feeling whenever the old friends meet up(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid225/p05a8e97563444a2e9de3efc617469681/e9e7e4f5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just the simple catching up with each other's life, bumming arnd, pigging out, and laughing so hard till my sides ache.&lt;br /&gt;yet its more than enough to keep me absolutely smiley jolly and perky, knowing that despite our VERY FEW and RARE gatherings, the friendship's never been any stronger(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my dear dear fishball,&lt;br /&gt;it really came as a huge huge shock.&lt;br /&gt;but since you've alr made the decision, i guess there's pretty much nth i can say to change your mind. (you know. BOH PIAN. haha)&lt;br /&gt;i just hope you know what you're doing and getting yourself into yup.&lt;br /&gt;and im praying hard that this is all but a phase.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, whatever the outcome, as long as you're happy, i'll be happy for you too(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-5901988253072228836?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5901988253072228836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5901988253072228836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/04/theres-always-this-quirky-little-warm.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-1634192809950767246</id><published>2007-04-15T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:42:07.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe taking the tagboard off wasn't that good an idea afterall.&lt;br /&gt;cos people turn to the class blog instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its hell irritating, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, do you really have to turn to my CLASS blog just to convey your ideas and thoughts about how foolish and ignorant i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna repeat this again.&lt;br /&gt;but i REALLY dont give a damn about what so-called advice you have for me, what you think of me and of him.&lt;br /&gt;so just shut the hell up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're thinking of going back to the class blog to reply to this very entry, why not you just spam my inbox with tons of hate/advisory mails.&lt;br /&gt;(though they''ll &lt;s&gt;probably&lt;/s&gt; surely end up in the junk mail)&lt;br /&gt;spare my class from all this nonsense please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-1634192809950767246?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/1634192809950767246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/1634192809950767246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/04/maybe-taking-tagboard-off-wasnt-that.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-3107026297062668860</id><published>2007-04-13T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:47:15.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got off the car this morning, only to realise this horribly big hole arnd the handle of my bag,&lt;br /&gt;putting it at such a high risk of the entire bag splitting apart that i had to practically hug it everywhere i went the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;haha. and yes, you bet i looked entirely retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness tortoiseshit was free aft school for an emergency rescue shopping(:&lt;br /&gt;or i was alr contemplating to try sewing up the bag with floss or sth, since the countless attempts to do so with thread has failed miserably. heh.&lt;br /&gt;yup. so thank you miss wong(: for accompanying me, though i know your legs were dying from all the running in the morning- sth you havent done for almost a yr haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its prob near the time of the month.&lt;br /&gt;cos right now, im feeling completely like crap.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it really hurts to see things i wish i hadn't seen and im silently hoping that i'm just thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;but deep down, i know that things've changed. and its such an awful, awful feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we really need to talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-3107026297062668860?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/3107026297062668860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/3107026297062668860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-got-off-car-this-morning-only-to.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-5505036612042367929</id><published>2007-04-09T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:22:43.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;whisper's hello i miss you quite terribly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i fell in love, in love with you suddenly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now there's no place else i could be, but here in your arms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being so incredibly sweet yest(:&lt;br /&gt;though i was so absolutely stoned at times. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-5505036612042367929?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5505036612042367929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5505036612042367929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/04/whispers-hello-i-miss-you-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-5286804406129714944</id><published>2007-04-09T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:09:36.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up today with the puffiest eyes ever and the head spinning like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness i dont have mirrors plastered all over my room.&lt;br /&gt;or i'll prob frighten myself too much with how hideous i looked:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the puffiness cld be explained by the overwheming fatigue and all the tears yest.&lt;br /&gt;overall, i thought the camp was pretty fun, at least much more enjoyable than last yr's when all 50 of us were thrown together and in a way, forced to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is such a hackneyed statement. but really, time flies.&lt;br /&gt;it seemed not long ago when we were going through the camp as elects and even more so, preparing for maf- hammering those horrid lightbulb holders and screwing on or off those lightbulbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest marked the last of our long stretch of events.&lt;br /&gt;and as we all cuddled together to sing our very last, i looked at every single one arnd me, and silently wished to myself that in many yrs to come, i'd still be able to recall every one of those faces whom i once shared so much joy, troubles, tears and sweat with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you 33rd(:&lt;br /&gt;for all the wonderful memories and friendship you guys gave me.&lt;br /&gt;and i know for sure that if i cld choose once agn, i'll still choose to spend my jc experience the exact same way with all 49 of you(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-5286804406129714944?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5286804406129714944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5286804406129714944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-woke-up-today-with-puffiest-eyes-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-1759031060960197074</id><published>2007-03-26T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T00:05:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know this is quite overdue since my paper ended on fri.&lt;br /&gt;but YAYYY. the yucky &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;blocks are over&lt;/span&gt;!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though there's still bloooody bio spa on thurs. and of all, it has to be skill A. BOOO.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what i think's the worst?&lt;br /&gt;the DIAGRAMS.&lt;br /&gt;i take a million yrs to get it drawn and even after that, it looks nowhere near comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;cos if you dont alr know, the great one here miraculousy scored a brilliant 52 marks for her art in sec 2. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waterpolo cheering in the aft.&lt;br /&gt;and for some strange reason, i was in this unusually perky mood, so much that my voice became &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; as high as genesis hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;well. i said almost. cos noone'll ever beat genesis's killer-high-pitch voice haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the shits FINALLY went out for dinner!(:&lt;br /&gt;which's prob enough to make me a happy woman for the rest of the day or next.&lt;br /&gt;until umm. maybe they start returning the horrid chem paper haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes your faith just wavers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you wonder if all the trust you've given's taken too much for granted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but at the end of the day, you know, you still wanna trust where the trust lies. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-1759031060960197074?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/1759031060960197074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/1759031060960197074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-know-this-is-quite-overdue-since-my.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-5153375479431696263</id><published>2007-03-15T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T01:28:21.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont need people to comment on my actions.&lt;br /&gt;besides you dont have a right to anw.&lt;br /&gt;because you dont know me and im pretty much sure you dont know the entire issue.&lt;br /&gt;bits and pieces dont make up a full story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you heard my side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont need random people ranting remarks totally uncalled for.&lt;br /&gt;and if whatever i say here's not pleasing to your eyes, pls do get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-5153375479431696263?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5153375479431696263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5153375479431696263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dont-need-people-to-comment-on-my_15.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-1858744156548704203</id><published>2007-03-14T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T01:39:08.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i promised myself i'll get back to my lovely books by 830. and look at the time now.&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk. evil msn. evil friends(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actly ive no idea what to say cos i think too much studying has squeezed all my &lt;s&gt;brain juice &lt;/s&gt;cerebrospinal fluid dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's going out to YOUUUU. the one and only impossibly THICK-SKINNED sleepyhead(: you may be burnt and peeling, but im not superficial so dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;(though i know you desperately want to me to haha)&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a long day tmr agn but hey you're the star player RIGHT?(:&lt;br /&gt;so hang in there! then maybe you'll climb up the ranks again haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bio notes calls. byeeeeeeee people!&lt;br /&gt;and err. happy mugging! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- the calender just got fuller(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-1858744156548704203?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/1858744156548704203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/1858744156548704203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dont-need-people-to-comment-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-7770983820374653176</id><published>2007-03-09T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T00:28:36.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARMEN WONG!!!:DDDD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid225/p86bdec0ab05992c3afa6a0d6ac3762b7/ea645315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never love you enough for the amazing friendship you've given me these yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the tears, laughter, anger, bitching and countless of crazy moments we've shared,&lt;br /&gt;and with all the love, care and concern you've showered upon me,&lt;br /&gt;i just know that this friendship's here to last for &lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun today darling!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEEEEEEE:DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-7770983820374653176?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/7770983820374653176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/7770983820374653176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-carmen-wongdddd-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-2692423037407376498</id><published>2007-03-06T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:15:26.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its pretty amazing that on this very entry, just right aft the last one, i'm sick agn:(&lt;br /&gt;just shows how ahem. resistant i am to sickly germs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friend has come to visit me once again.&lt;br /&gt;wonderful and lovely - by the name of mr. food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically spent the whole aft yest in the very homely toilet&lt;br /&gt;and the whole night moaning away.&lt;br /&gt;and up to this pt, it doesn even feel any better:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOAAAAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happens when you start bingeing away.&lt;br /&gt;having THE house full of food isn't that much of a good thing afterall:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;claire neo &lt;s&gt;should&lt;/s&gt;MUST MUST MUST stop being so greedy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, will someone pls hide those yummy cakes that mummy just bought away from me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-2692423037407376498?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2692423037407376498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2692423037407376498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-pretty-amazing-that-on-this-very.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-4898211533386350869</id><published>2007-02-27T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T23:01:33.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actly sometimes, being sick aint such a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;cos despite the occasional dizziness and puke-iness [mrs ong'll scream at my ingenius english haha]&lt;br /&gt;at least i get to sleep and laze the whole day away(:&lt;br /&gt;for once, i think my eyebags've gone down by 0.1cm. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya so i was so bored i spent my time looking through old photos and i found this really cute photo of mikki!:D&lt;br /&gt;haha so here's presenting my very very adorable niece(:&lt;br /&gt;AWWW:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid225/p85eee35d2a2a443f33824df392a068c8/ea81b22d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-4898211533386350869?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/4898211533386350869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/4898211533386350869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/02/actly-sometimes-being-sick-aint-such.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-8278684558758911406</id><published>2007-02-24T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T23:33:04.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel &lt;em&gt;horrible&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a feeling that hasn't gone away.&lt;br /&gt;that just gets stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just how shall i put it across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet for things to turn out this way,&lt;br /&gt;ive really got noone else to blame but myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, for now, at least im glad you're fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahhh. i badly need ice creaaam to cure all this emo-ness now:(((((((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-8278684558758911406?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/8278684558758911406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/8278684558758911406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-feel-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-6513094587643936425</id><published>2007-02-22T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T22:47:56.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long delayed photos from vday!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 402px; HEIGHT: 312px" height="312" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid224/p3ddaa1faa33e8c887ed24fd4bf5b08d6/ea91f679.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first photo taken together.&lt;br /&gt;haha FINALLY:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 391px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="289" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid224/p588b5bf91bd0757f46b53c50eae6ab56/ea91f678.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very very loved 75 girls(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid224/pdd7535c43da30f12584e46507fddd428/ea91eeab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-6513094587643936425?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/6513094587643936425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/6513094587643936425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-delayed-photos-from-vday-our-first.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-5680678161556947354</id><published>2007-02-21T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T23:57:00.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because there's sth in the way you look at me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;day one(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid224/p802cbc6a44557e3817eadf6b05e3e8b3/ea94ea5b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i think my cousin's the cutest thing arnd(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;day two(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid224/p39282d6d42f9fac8472a0b2b18c87e29/ea94ea75.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have pictures for day 3:(&lt;br /&gt;haha ALL THANKS TO SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;pffft.&lt;br /&gt;but a thousand smiley faces cld possibly sum it all.&lt;br /&gt;too bad the calender in my phone can't do so. haha.&lt;br /&gt;loveeee(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-5680678161556947354?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5680678161556947354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/5680678161556947354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-one-and-i-think-my-cousins-cutest.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-4631859799192485337</id><published>2007-02-19T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T02:17:14.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah okay jillian tan is a mad woman(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy cny everyone!&lt;br /&gt;collect lotsa hongbaos and dont forget to treat me aft that alright?&lt;br /&gt;THANKS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did pretty much the same stuff today.&lt;br /&gt;the grandparents' hse and then back home in preparation for the party.&lt;br /&gt;which pretty much explains why im blogging at such wee hrs in the morning cos everyone just left.&lt;br /&gt;and 'business' has been good so far. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay photos later!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past wk was basically spent preparing for vday and cny.&lt;br /&gt;anyone who saw me carrying the 4 huge paper bags of brownies on the 14th morn wld prob think i was out of my mind. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anw, vday this yr was alot more fun i guess.&lt;br /&gt;at least it reminded me more of the ones we has back at dhs than last yr&lt;br /&gt;- more flowers, more presents, more love(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thank you loves:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;come to think of it, im really gonna miss all these present-giving since such stuff prob wont happen when in uni alr:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work session only ended arnd 8 that day, though it was &lt;em&gt;supposed &lt;/em&gt;to end at 6.&lt;br /&gt;guess i shld have expected that council &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; ends on time, but then agn, we've never dragged so much before:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-im sorry:(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its the company that counts right?(:                     &lt;br /&gt;(you better say yes haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days, my heart feels lighter and there's this silly smile reappearing on my face now and then which i cant resist(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for which as jill would put it across, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you have stolen my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna tell you, my dearest bestie, that we're all really worried for you right now. so if you're feeling better, do give a me call soon alright?&lt;br /&gt;take care darling(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-4631859799192485337?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/4631859799192485337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/4631859799192485337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/02/hahah-okay-jillian-tan-is-mad-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-1146230054804198683</id><published>2007-02-19T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T00:42:03.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="333" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5xcygdhFa34BoTujzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=12ertcs3i/EXP=1171903154/**http%3A//img78.imageshack.us/img78/8567/daniel20henny3ub.jpg" width="401" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOTTTTTTT HOTTTTTTT HOTTTTTTT &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-1146230054804198683?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/1146230054804198683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/1146230054804198683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/02/hottttttt-hottttttt-hottttttt-333.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-7045129258897084612</id><published>2007-02-18T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:56:49.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello claireeeeee (:&lt;br /&gt;You're so sneakyyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp; i really like your stomach! (:&lt;br /&gt;Its really nice.&lt;br /&gt;I think i always leave your house with an extra 2kg on me.&lt;br /&gt;You live in the "grow fat" house! (:&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Your typing is very cool.&lt;br /&gt;Like in g-d***** (;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;shorty like mine, baby &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-7045129258897084612?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/7045129258897084612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/7045129258897084612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/02/shorty-like-mine-baby-3.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-2346557355446540142</id><published>2007-02-12T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T23:21:25.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vday drains away your energy and money bad time.&lt;br /&gt;felt like a dead fish for the entire day, thanks to all the present making and baking:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very soon im gonna rename my house "the baking factory".&lt;br /&gt;for the past week, my mum has been baking cakes nonstop for cny and now its my turn.&lt;br /&gt;rahhh. stupid vday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am now taking a break from the 6 hrs of non stop baking.&lt;br /&gt;my legs are aching sooo badly:(&lt;br /&gt;and i think my hair still reeks of butter even after scrubbing by head so darn hard. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw on a happier note, im proud to announce ive completed my new yr shopping!:)&lt;br /&gt;sophieee and i met up for 2 hrs of mad rush shopping on sat night.&lt;br /&gt;we walked so much and so fast, i cld almost feel my legs cramping aft that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant explain how irritating it is that everytime you want to buy sth, it just doesnt appear.&lt;br /&gt;i remember myself being so stressed bout not being able to find anything by 9 that i cld hardly talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alas i finally found pretty dresses at heeren:D two in fact(:&lt;br /&gt;hahah yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;and sophie bought one too(:&lt;br /&gt;though it prob took me a million yrs before i managed to convince her to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly've got this strong craving for strawberries and doughnuts.&lt;br /&gt;okay i know im weird cos strawberries and doughnuts dont exactly go together.&lt;br /&gt;haha. but whatever. claire neo's just weird. teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw ong siyun! i hope your new haircut went okay!&lt;br /&gt;but either way, short or long, thick or thin, wavy or straight, i'll still love you all the same! haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's the 12th alr. very soon its gonna be the 13th.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and dont ask me why. but it isn't a good feeling. at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-2346557355446540142?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2346557355446540142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/2346557355446540142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/02/vday-drains-away-your-energy-and-money.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-117043279679199434</id><published>2007-02-02T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:28:19.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teo yiwei never fails to amuse me with all her retarded actions and expressions.&lt;br /&gt;which probably explains why she has this REALLY PRETTY AND SEXY photo as my phone's wallpaper now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;with that on my phone, it's probably gonna be hard for me to be stay sad for long:D&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll upload it for you guys one day.&lt;br /&gt;THEN only can you understand how spirit-lifting that photo is:DD&lt;br /&gt;its called sharing my joy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im overjoyed abt the inter jc flower delivery(:&lt;br /&gt;since they only had it btw vj and tj last yr.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss giving you people over there presents:(&lt;br /&gt;and im still feeling bad for not giving anything last yr. heeee.&lt;br /&gt;so expect pretty flowers people!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting late and there's council tmr agn.&lt;br /&gt;but there's an insane convo going on btw the butts and im not gonna miss it. haha&lt;br /&gt;man. i seriously miss you two like crazyyyyy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. and if you can't sense it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling unusually happy today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon vainpok!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-117043279679199434?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/117043279679199434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/117043279679199434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/02/teo-yiwei-never-fails-to-amuse-me-with.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116999852071884463</id><published>2007-01-28T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T23:35:20.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;From far away for far too long says:&lt;br /&gt;i think u're a very lucky person&lt;br /&gt;From far away for far too long says:&lt;br /&gt;dont u think?&lt;br /&gt;From far away for far too long says:&lt;br /&gt;- claire` says:&lt;br /&gt;yea i am&lt;br /&gt;- claire` says:&lt;br /&gt;ive got alot of very good friends arnd me&lt;br /&gt;- claire` says:&lt;br /&gt;and im really thankful for that(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this warm fuzzly feeling when i heard that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really meant what i said.&lt;br /&gt;cos my friends keep me alive(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we've probably reached a new low.&lt;br /&gt;with all the tears, arguments and discussions involved.&lt;br /&gt;and i'd say that the emotions that came into play were so much so overwhelming, even i was stunned at how much my voice trembled when i spoke and the tears that came flowing thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wanted to do was to argue for the fairness and rationale of it all.&lt;br /&gt;i was speaking for the issue. and not for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;there's a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's upsetting how things've got to turn out so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;how misjudgements, groundless assumptions and the word of mouth warps images even before you really actly know the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we're debating about simple errors made complicated.&lt;br /&gt;errors that we're all guilty of committing and will still commit.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate it when all the reasoning becomes so technical- like how we spent so long defining and arguing over the significance and boundaries of a stupid mc.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, yea i know, in the positions and roles we're given, it sounds illogical and completely naive, but cant we use our hearts to think? to reason? to decide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahh.&lt;br /&gt;okay i know the majority prob wont understand what im talking abt cos im trying as hard as i am not to be too explicit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, stay strong everyone(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a wholly seperate issue,&lt;br /&gt;although im feeling totally crappy now cos of a whole load of problems that mircaculously, unfortunately, sickeningly, have to surface at this time, i feel less clouded- by delusions, stories and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im amazed at how ive been stronger than i imagined myself to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and haha. i know this is so random, but someone needs to remind me that i just recovered from a fever on wed because im frantically turning to ice cream and chocolates for my severly major endorphins deficiency. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and just to prevent anyone from thinking im depressed or sth, which i am really NOT quite.&lt;br /&gt;lets end the post with a smiley face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116991294808138601?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116991294808138601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116991294808138601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-weve-probably-reached-new-low.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116895933926896119</id><published>2007-01-16T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:55:39.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at this pt of time, i know i should just shut up and keep my peace.&lt;br /&gt;cos i know that anything that comes out now, i might just regret soon later.&lt;br /&gt;but its all bottling up.yet i dont feel like calling anyone.&lt;br /&gt;for now, i just wanna keep all this to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing has hurt thus much than today.&lt;br /&gt;that attitude shown. the words spoken.&lt;br /&gt;when that came out,i swear it hurt more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;it seems as though i dont know the person anymore.&lt;br /&gt;im still trying to decipher if all that was a facade or was it there all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't put into words exactly how horribly frustrated and disappointed im feeling at everything, everyone now.&lt;br /&gt;you all think you know me and you all think you know what im feeling.&lt;br /&gt;but hell, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have any of you really, really asked me?&lt;br /&gt;have any of you tried asking what i really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need all of you to stop making decisions for me.&lt;br /&gt;cos i know what i want. what i really want to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now. i guess i dont even have a choice to follow my decision.&lt;br /&gt;especially when after all these while, aft so long,&lt;br /&gt;all i needed to say was one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the biggest joke ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116895933926896119?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116895933926896119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116895933926896119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/01/at-this-pt-of-time-i-know-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116826476401198634</id><published>2007-01-08T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:59:24.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the whole rivalry thing's just revealing everyone's ugly side.&lt;br /&gt;and its spoiling all the relationships built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noone's really smiling anymore.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's just pissed at everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, this really really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;since when did we become such scheming politicians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116826476401198634?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116826476401198634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116826476401198634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/01/whole-rivalry-things-just-revealing.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116818330285243219</id><published>2007-01-07T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T23:26:49.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some vainpok complains my blog is stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;so here am i to satisfy that horrible person. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically slept my whole day away cos 01 practically drained away all my energy.&lt;br /&gt;im freaking tired. physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i reach home like a dead fish and the next morning in school, i STILL feel like a dead fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have i mentioned before that the council room is almost like a graveyard in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;cos its deadly silent and even when the briefing's on, you can't figure out if someone's eyes are open or close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with 01, its a love hate relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that the week ahead's gonna be an even more strenous one, with all that fac dance prac, amazing race and war games, just doesnt make me feel any better:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now.&lt;br /&gt;i need coffee, energy bars, red bull, milo and anything else that'll help keep my eyes open and reduce my ever-increasing eyebags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116818330285243219?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116818330285243219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116818330285243219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-vainpok-complains-my-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116774928139266755</id><published>2007-01-02T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:51:35.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello 2007!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i daresay i had the most unique new yr than anyone of you here!&lt;br /&gt;haha but im not gonna say why since it isn't sth very honourable or glamourous.&lt;br /&gt;FAR from glamourous in fact.&lt;br /&gt;but it was surely hilarious though.&lt;br /&gt;i swear everyone nearly died laughing. teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;I BRING JOY TO EVERYONE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally unwrapped all the xmas and birthday presents yest:DD&lt;br /&gt;and i ended up with&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; new wallets!&lt;br /&gt;haha which is pretty ironic since just 2 weeks ago, i was still whining bout my flaky not-so-gold wallet.&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells. im not complaining(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting tmr!&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it! two months of holidays just zoomed past like THAT.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;no more aft naps, no more crazy shopping, no more waking up late, no more slacking arnd!:((((((&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's hardly any sense of excitement or happiness.&lt;br /&gt;where's that anxiety and anticipation i felt on the very same day last yr?&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be a j2 laaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna see juniors coming in.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know we were ALL juniors once.&lt;br /&gt;but i just dont like juniors. somehow the very sight of them irks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booooo.&lt;br /&gt;i miss j1:((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116774928139266755?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116774928139266755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116774928139266755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-2007-i-daresay-i-had-most-unique.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116755872705820315</id><published>2006-12-31T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T18:04:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously think ive got some kinda worm in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;i can't recall exactly how much ive eaten for today, but i know for sure, its a hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;and the weird thing's that im still darn hungry!&lt;br /&gt;rahh. at the rate im going, it'll be a miracle if i dont start ballooning.&lt;br /&gt;how how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past few days were pretty much monotonous cos its the whole routine repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;-waking up SO EARLY, council, dance, home, then collapsing flat on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;but ive somehow managed to catch up with my loves(:&lt;br /&gt;like the day before, with siyun and shue(:&lt;br /&gt;felt so gd talking to them cos its been almost a MONTH since we last saw each other!&lt;br /&gt;rahhh. HOW CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; everyone thinks ive lost my mind,&lt;br /&gt;hardly anyone can understand how im able to bear with all this.&lt;br /&gt;but yes, i just can.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i think ive lost sanity too.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i really dont mind(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm terrible sorry for wasting your time on such a hopelessly trashy entry.&lt;br /&gt;since im basically blogging for the pure sake of doing so since it'll be the last chance before '07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claire neo's new year resolution's to stop bingeing, sleep LESS and LIMIT shopping(:&lt;br /&gt;[i know you guys're gonna say its impossible but WHATEVER la. i have FAITH in myself. muahah]&lt;br /&gt;and WHAT'S YOURS?&lt;br /&gt;we shall work hard TOGETHER to achieve the impossible alright!:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;HAVE FUN TONIGHT!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!:DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as we dont want to, we shall &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; to embrace the new year with our greatest enthusiasm possible eh?&lt;br /&gt;though we all know how much of a terror 2007's gonna be:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lovelots!:)&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/23010842-116755872705820315?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116755872705820315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116755872705820315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-seriously-think-ive-got-some-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116715425160526945</id><published>2006-12-27T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T01:30:51.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;THANK YOU EVERYONE!:DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the wishes, presents, cakes, love, EVERYTHING:)))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre-birthday with the family(:&lt;br /&gt;and my pretty pretty strawberry-filled, strawberry cheesecake ice cream cake! MUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid221/p0f9989c7995489b5dfa8ef651d6b0ba1/eb727761.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating with all my good friends in &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; single day,&lt;br /&gt;my birthday couldn't hve been any better(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plans took a 180 degrees change.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with the shits at the ORCHARD fish n co:D&lt;br /&gt;haha where they lied to me that the meal we ate came with&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;free desserts.&lt;br /&gt;was totally shocked when the waitress appeared right next to me, with the big &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PINK SUPERWOMAN &lt;/span&gt;balloon and cakes(:&lt;br /&gt;(kahleng's white chocolate cake and gen's oreo cheesecake which was pretty nice only aft the SECOND try. teehee(: )&lt;br /&gt;haha before the next table also joined in with the birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder mouseshit was acting so weirdly on the phone(:&lt;br /&gt;and thank you shits too for the lovely aldo bag ive always been craving for!&lt;br /&gt;plus the really really sweet letters.&lt;br /&gt;my heart totally melted:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and hongyi and liwei popped by too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid221/pd9b89c861d4b6d328474f161f5e478a4/eb726cb7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was supposed to meet up with tan yingxiu at cityhall at 6.&lt;br /&gt;when carmen wong called me, crying to say she broke up with the monk and how she wanted to meet me to tall.&lt;br /&gt;and yxiu suddenly called to CANCEL the date cos she had some OGL CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;rahhh. try picturing the disappointment on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, so off i went to meet carmen at tanah merah (as she insisted)&lt;br /&gt;and when i reached, she said she was alr at MY HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-imagine how weird i felt, thinking she entered my house herself,waiting for me in tears and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i entered the hse, she started hugging me CRYING.&lt;br /&gt;so i INSISTED on getting a glass of water for her.&lt;br /&gt;and when i opened the kitchen door,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;surprise surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yxiu, clar, chris were all there!:)))))))))&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention the state of the mess they created in the kitchen haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CARMEN WONG!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a blardy good actress man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there were yummy brownies, pineapple rice and chocolate desserts:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo whored like crazy aft that and we laughed like hell(:&lt;br /&gt;ended up with the usual SHARING session (haha)&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats talking to those crazy people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid221/p17015d80b1547ea7579b9f42356485aa/eb72567d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw my birthday was a blast!:DDD&lt;br /&gt;suprise-filled, joy-filled, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE-FIILLED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- definitely one of the loveliest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can seriously never be more thankful for all the friends i have(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE&lt;/span&gt; you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIGG HUGGGG:DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its on your birthday that you really figure out how much you mean to people&lt;br /&gt;how much they really care about you.&lt;br /&gt;and how impt you are to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna deny that there're a few im pretty disappointed with.&lt;br /&gt;very disappointed, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;yes. i am upset.&lt;br /&gt;but then agn, at least now i know how i stand.&lt;br /&gt;for once, my mind is pretty clear on what i shld do.&lt;br /&gt;no more loads of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;that was the bombshell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, stay strong alright?&lt;br /&gt;i may not be able to help, but i'll always be here to listen(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-aww. i just read carmen's blog. so sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;rest assured we'll be friends till our hair turns grey and our teeth fall out haha&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116715425160526945?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116715425160526945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116715425160526945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/thank-you-everyoneddd-for-wishes_27.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116657071096206328</id><published>2006-12-20T06:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T07:27:17.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meryl and huiping just left.&lt;br /&gt;and since its only about half an hour more before im leaving the hse agn, ive decided to totally forgo the sleep till the journey later.&lt;br /&gt;seriously cant wait to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are stinging like crazy:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vintage was pretty much an eye-opener for the noob here.&lt;br /&gt;but im def not going back for anymore of such events anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;not that it wasn't fun or anything (though it really wasn't), but i really rather spend my time somewhere else doing sth more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;moreover, after the entire thing, i didnt feel good. at all.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i felt really really horrible.&lt;br /&gt;and my hair still stinks of smoke even after 3x of intense washing:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahh.&lt;br /&gt;and with that, i've concluded that clubbing's sooooooo not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather my precious sleep and comfy bed(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yest was jianyang's birthday!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOOB NOOB!:DDD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soonhuat, gens and i went to jianyang's hse to surprise him in the morn with the yummy cake gens and i baked the night before:D&lt;br /&gt;NOW. dont you wish you had such great friends like us too? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cake was SURPRISINGLY yummy.&lt;br /&gt;somehow or another, it tasted really good.&lt;br /&gt;which mouseshit and i can't exactly figure out the reason why cos the night when we baked it, it tasted pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you enjoyed your birthday noob noob!(:&lt;br /&gt;i know you're touched by us(:&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;anw, may you GROW TALLER and HOTTER.&lt;br /&gt;HOT STUFF!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*puts a finger on jianyang's arm&lt;br /&gt;*OUCH! SO HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im off to msia people!&lt;br /&gt;it's SHOPPING time! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;and just in case i dont get to say this in time, MERRY CHIRSTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho. hope santa wont forget your presents!&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time, YOU better not forget MINE too. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'll see you guys in 5 days time!&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116657071096206328?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116657071096206328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116657071096206328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/meryl-and-huiping-just-left.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116628818145538208</id><published>2006-12-17T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:56:34.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the shopping maniacs were released from their cages today!&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;huiping and i combed almost the entire orchard BUT surpringly, we didn manage to buy much.&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i still have KL! YAYYYYY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously spending too much nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;its time to start saving money claire neo!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;ive decided that when school reopens, i'll SCRIMP and SAVE every bit i have.&lt;br /&gt;YES. even 5 cents(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days've, esp, REALLY made me realise what great friends i have.&lt;br /&gt;not that i didn know they were, but somehow along the way, i have to admit, i somesort made too much assumptions about how they wld react towards certain stuff.&lt;br /&gt;for too long a time, ive been keeping too much to myself .&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how to start or how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;and to tell the truth, it was pretty unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, im glad i finally confided in bestie(:&lt;br /&gt;- when i felt an immediate load off my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;because to know that there's at least a person who knows is really pure comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you dear(:&lt;br /&gt;for what you said, for your understanding, for your support, for &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;carmen:&lt;/span&gt; haha i dont think she's replying you cos she was telling me sth about FUN too. anw, jia NEVER makes sense, does she? she's always incoherent! HAHA:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;annabel:&lt;/span&gt;  haha HELLO!(: yes i love those scandalous pictures too. im such a great photographer eh. HEE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;jia:&lt;/span&gt; you silly YALLOW girl! what's FUN?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116628818145538208?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116628818145538208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116628818145538208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/shopping-maniacs-were-released-from.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116619656743291884</id><published>2006-12-15T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T23:29:27.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it sure came at the most unexpected time, from the most unexpected person.&lt;br /&gt;yet somehow, im really really glad it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont care and dont want to care about what others're gonna think.&lt;br /&gt;cos to me, it really doesnt matter. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-you&lt;/em&gt; to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you sweetheart(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116619656743291884?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116619656743291884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116619656743291884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-sure-came-at-most-unexpected-time.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116610808104657032</id><published>2006-12-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:03:49.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got accepted into nus h3 econs!&lt;br /&gt;shocked the hell out of me when chernwei told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's a pleasant surprise though(:&lt;br /&gt;now i dont have to force myself to take boring chem:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though somewhere at the back of my mind, i've got the urge to reject the offer cos the number of humanities people in the same class scares me:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ping:&lt;/span&gt; VIVO on SAT! i CAN'T wait!:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;carmen:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA maybe because you are spasticated?:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116610808104657032?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116610808104657032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116610808104657032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-got-accepted-into-nus-h3-econs.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116593754273962530</id><published>2006-12-12T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T23:37:38.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lunch at ms clarity with carmenwong was :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;and the best part of it was despite a yummy main course and dessert, it didn cause much injury to my wallet(:&lt;br /&gt;though the shopping aft that definitely did.&lt;br /&gt;but im a happy woman still(:&lt;br /&gt;cos they were great buys!&lt;br /&gt;moreover, they've been on my (never ending) wishlist since eons ago alr.&lt;br /&gt;yep, so that sort of makes my shopping today justified. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all that shopping caused us to be almost 2 hours late!&lt;br /&gt;oops. sorry junkiat!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, after all the strong protest from the whiny three, together with tay wenbin's support (surprise surprise!) , we managed to skip mind cafe and laze arnd at ben&amp;amp;jerry's:D&lt;br /&gt;now this is what i call girl power HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was truckloads of fun catching up with these bunch of old friends eh.&lt;br /&gt;i wld say pretty nth much has changed cos aft all these yrs, we're still the crazy, cranky, lamos. hee(:&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEE:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p3ec264ca8d08d7cbf1ebafdc89dda85e/eba7bb4a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p12eab39225290f83d2afcc2c0fb2ce34/eba7b745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p2c5b599db0be9acd2ed92022ada26719/eba7b71c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116593754273962530?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116593754273962530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116593754273962530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/lunch-at-ms-clarity-with-carmenwong.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116585150557035035</id><published>2006-12-11T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:09:50.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mind cafe tmr with the gang(:&lt;br /&gt;i haven't seen then in a kazillion yrs!&lt;br /&gt;but im certainly not in the mood for board games and the lazy bone in me's making me feel like backing out on them.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; claire. shoo away those thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;TSK. you're such a evil woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt like asking someone &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; you wanted to know once and for all?&lt;br /&gt;yet you'll prob never ask.&lt;br /&gt;cos you know, that somehow, you'll prob be happier not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;leave a little space for imagination. for hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116585150557035035?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116585150557035035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116585150557035035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/mind-cafe-tmr-with-gang-i-havent-seen.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116559544742977333</id><published>2006-12-09T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:36:50.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never thought i'd want to post up the pj photos.&lt;br /&gt;but aft seeing what liwei took, i just HAVE to because i think they're ridiculously amusing haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially this one with chern wei looking so amazingly retarded and excited over his new found love, the water pistol HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smile (: i love says:&lt;br /&gt;i look like a spastic kid can wah lau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH maybe thats because you really are!:D limchernwei, it's TIME for you to finally ADMIT your retardism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p6fd8291a3a7c7e41fa9f0a373a49d9de/ebb60b57.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and check out that evil smirk on jianyang's face man. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p56c7555837fb36a97d91e041260b7e4a/ebb60b0e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p950b2a0237f2322e843099f32fa17dc9/ebb60c25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p023008ffe8905672fd2b7b49b8572a03/ebb60baa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116559544742977333?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116559544742977333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116559544742977333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/never-thought-id-want-to-post-up-pj.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116550173290157962</id><published>2006-12-07T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T22:57:05.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm freaking tired but i can't get to sleep cos of the stupid itch from all the insect bites.&lt;br /&gt;TONS of them.&lt;br /&gt;URGH. can you understand how irritated i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;rahh. no more camps please:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pj camp was pretty okay actly except that it got a little too draggy towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, it shld have just ended last night.&lt;br /&gt;then maybe i'll still think the camp was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lets move on to sth happier, sth more GLAM(:&lt;br /&gt;PROM:DDD&lt;br /&gt;5months of hard work- translated into 1 eventful night of glitz, glamour and memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was practically a mad woman that night, running abt frantically in those darn heels.&lt;br /&gt;boy, did they hurt like mad.&lt;br /&gt;but when everything ended, i just knew that everything- the countless late nights, phone calls, stress and tears- was worth it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so so much to my dearest prom com for slogging so hard with me throughout.&lt;br /&gt;cliche as it may sound, but i REALLY couldn't have done it without you guys.&lt;br /&gt;and it's been a really tiring 5 months, i know.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i think we've done our seniors proud.&lt;br /&gt;and most impt, we've done ourselves proud(:&lt;br /&gt;OH and THANK YOU too for the lovely surprise!&lt;br /&gt;the pretty bouquet and stinky &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BROCOLLI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a big hug to all for the encouragement and love!:D&lt;br /&gt;it was all i needed(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the glass door that miraculously shattered right outside the ballroom and left our mouths gaping wide, which we desperately tried to force ourselves into thinking it was a good omen HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p5178764696a172186551f66f345e8c1c/ebc01cb2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p4ae5aae4620c6bd65fc6d4874701f3a4/ebc018b4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you guys for the lovely bouquets:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/pff11242595d25b95487dcebe39fa1fd2/ebc019e3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p9be99a4fb14507cd41296f4741312be0/ebc012b4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;huiqi fishball:&lt;/span&gt; haha you're back! omg. you made it back! haha CONGRATULATIONS! im amazed at your survival skills ong huiqi!woots! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;jiamin:&lt;/span&gt; haha come online! and i'll send it to you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;noob noob:&lt;/span&gt; haha ya la WHATEVER. JIANYANG'S SO COOL! tsk then why didn you wear it to pj camp. BLOW AWAY the HOT STUFF there hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116550173290157962?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116550173290157962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116550173290157962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-freaking-tired-but-i-cant-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116507934923611890</id><published>2006-12-03T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T01:44:21.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanted to blog only after prom. but since im waiting for daphy to send me the video, i might as well do something now to keep myself occupied lest i fall asleep and find myself screaming hysterically the next morn haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw council retreat was pretty fun(:&lt;br /&gt;which was entirely due to the insane zesty people arnd, cos the activities kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;too lazy to elaborate but to put it simple, we were &lt;em&gt;scammed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what two storey sandcastle! its wasnt even a metre tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so glad we dropped by jusco to shop(:&lt;br /&gt;took advantage of the horribly cheap cakes at secret recipe:D&lt;br /&gt;but the funniest of all was our mad rush in THAT shop and through jusco to buy the dunkin doughnuts haha.&lt;br /&gt;im so proud of the lovely sandals i bought. pretty pretty(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's too much to talk abt the retreat so ive decided to let the photos speak instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p26b469b66a38ba94b731293bae1284ac/ebccc7c1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p2a1d3023f0572a4a1b63cad3412fd0a0/ebccd458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p1d242174b32fd7c99bbe657e67a30363/ebccee3e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/pec4c8d8a3f2c1f5b17ef22d48c1d73b4/ebccd1ca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p2d003e860ecd40ff1b9e82c08ac170c7/ebccbbec.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p7438df64f3ff3ae3b0fe6b9dd0e6387a/ebccc4c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p1b7af959dca4976eb41be2cb41963ff5/ebccec53.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/p542b2728baa3ca2029ddc04549dbc030/ebccc2c3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/pa3fe87a1dccaf13c5bb97fb2e5ffd1d1/ebccd2d0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid220/paaa949cad92932a794afbb4e44816384/ebccb83e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, to all councillors! for more photos of the retreat, click &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2099843826"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;now dont you dare complain MISS WOODBALL didn upload her photos yea. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attempted to start studying today.&lt;br /&gt;only READ a few pages of math (haha yes okay i know im weird cos who in the world READS math) and punched a few buttons on the calculator.&lt;br /&gt;which kinda concludes that today's studying session failed totally horribly terribly miserably.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, at least WE TRIED(:&lt;br /&gt;cos dont people always say? its the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that counts:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, SOON. we're gonna pick up our notes and REALLY STUDY okay?&lt;br /&gt;haha stop procastinating! (:&lt;br /&gt;though if you think on the bright side, we still have 1 more mth. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116507934923611890?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116507934923611890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116507934923611890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/12/wanted-to-blog-only-after-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116455087604686318</id><published>2006-11-26T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:38:25.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>council retreat's tmr!&lt;br /&gt;and here i am sneezing away.&lt;br /&gt;what a time to fall sick:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats a sign to remind me how much junk ive been eating these few days.&lt;br /&gt;just think. 4 krispy kreme doughnuts for TEATIME in two days.&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;fine. maybe you're right its really time i should start exercising.&lt;br /&gt;muahah okay SOON. REAL SOON(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy bought a new tv for my room:DDD&lt;br /&gt;which means im prob gonna spend more time cooped up in my little pig sty hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;did i just say im gonna exercise real soon?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;HMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;can i take that back?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im off to msia peeps!&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back on wed(:&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll miss me, but not too much alright? cos its bad for your health. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;(i can so imagine all of you rolling your eyes now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BYEEEEEEEEE:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;carmen&lt;/span&gt;: YEA. I KNEW IT. everyone's jealous of my lovely flaky wallet. HAHA. i can't shop! i made a promise to stop shopping for 2 weeks remember?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;songjun&lt;/span&gt;: haha you're super lag la stupid hyena!:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yxiu&lt;/span&gt;: you gotta solve the prob quick so we can bring you to ms clarity soon okay?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;huiping&lt;/span&gt;: haha yes SEXY HOT MISSTAY(: must meet up real soon agn alright? yest's bitching session was fun!who can forget FEI LONG ZAI TIAN! HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116455087604686318?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116455087604686318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116455087604686318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/council-retreats-tmr-and-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116447248003536305</id><published>2006-11-25T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T01:27:01.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bummer.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch just friends today but the timing wasnt right:(&lt;br /&gt;and that left 3 sulky people who decided they'll spend that money instead on good food haha.&lt;br /&gt;SO we ate alot again. yea. AS USUAL(:&lt;br /&gt;the banana crumble at swensens was heavenly:)))))&lt;br /&gt;then i reached home and decided to take a nap because i was SO sleepy since i woke up at 7! which in case you didn know, in my dictionary, its called a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;major&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; achievement:D&lt;br /&gt;haha but the nap turned out a long sleep instead and i ended up waking at 1030:/&lt;br /&gt;which prob explains why im feeling so hyper now ive this urge for night cycling.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll drag someone out later(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated my LIBERTY yest with ms tay at ms clarity cafe!&lt;br /&gt;photos later! claire neo's feeling uber lazy.&lt;br /&gt;and NO, the laziness' isn't usual. it only happens once in a blue blue moon HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cld almost feel the spring in my footsteps hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the JOY without resistors, wires and oscilloscopes!&lt;br /&gt;physics's the ultimate bore.&lt;br /&gt;never thought i'd repeat this agn aft the o's, but im SO glad physics is officially out of my life(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, the cafe's really pretty and cosy.&lt;br /&gt;haha and with those tealight candles, it wld be perfect for a lovely date(:&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD the person sitting opp me was some whiny bitchy woman called tayhuiping.&lt;br /&gt;hahah okay okay im KIDDING(:&lt;br /&gt;you know i actly mean sexy and piping &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part was how cheap the food was despite being so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;we ate till our tummies were bloated but only spent 12 bucks(:&lt;br /&gt;my jaws almost dropped when i saw the bill.&lt;br /&gt;NO GST!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, tell me where else to find such cheap deals.&lt;br /&gt;now i can proudly announce ive found my new favourite hangout!(:&lt;br /&gt;and maybe if you're special enough, i'll bring you there hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we missed you loads tanyingxiu!&lt;br /&gt;cheer up alright? we may not know whats happenning exactly but remember if you need us, we'll ALWAYS be here for you(: and we'll bring you to ms clarity the nxt time! im sure you'll love it, haha knowing how much of a glutton you are. loveee:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy just bought two boxes of strawberries!&lt;br /&gt;my favourite:)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank YOU for listening today.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought you wld understand, but you did(: &lt;br /&gt;and it really made me feel alot better (:&lt;span style="font-size:2%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the twist of events. they happen so fast, it leaves you lost for words.there're a million things to say but they can't form a sentence somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116447248003536305?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116447248003536305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116447248003536305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/bummer.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116429922559386990</id><published>2006-11-23T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:27:05.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;the day ive been waiting for. every minute since monday.&lt;br /&gt;and when the clock strikes 4, im gonng scream and jump for joy and call up everyone possible to annouce my jubilance(:&lt;br /&gt;then im gonna run down to meet my dearests:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I CAN'T WAIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the countdown begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; more hrs! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and deborah's finally back from aus:D&lt;br /&gt;i can see the glow on my brother's face.&lt;br /&gt;cos all of a sudden, he becomes so nice, he volunteered to study somewhere in the hostel so i can use his laptop.&lt;br /&gt;yea, im staying in the hostel btw and its really pretty comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;but the biggest advantage's that everyone wakes up at 7 tmr for the attachment while i get to laze arnd till 830(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actly to think abt it, i may actly miss the attachment cos of the yummy food here.&lt;br /&gt;though im feeling terribly guilty cos ive been eating nonstop with the other greedy people during the entire week.&lt;br /&gt;just look at the amt of dessert bowls we chalked up today:/&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that deborah just brought back two boxes of doughnuts from aus doesn make me it any better cos one just went into my tummy and its really horribly good(:&lt;br /&gt;teo yiwei must be so so jealous now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i suddenly have this huge craving for nydc.&lt;br /&gt;all THANKS to miss carmen wong for posting up those delicious pictures.&lt;br /&gt;i want my three amigos!:(&lt;br /&gt;rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will someone control my diet PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116429922559386990?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116429922559386990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116429922559386990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116404135160528269</id><published>2006-11-21T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:49:11.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the bad news's that ive 4 more LOOOOOOOOONG BOOOOOORING days to go to the end of the attachment.&lt;br /&gt;the good news's ive completed 20% of it. and ive only 80% more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY POSITIVE claire.&lt;br /&gt;you LOVE robots. you LOVE engineering. you LOVE the attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing for sure. you LOVE the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, the food's there's really good(:&lt;br /&gt;its become my ONLY consolation cos the minute i enter the lt, i start counting down to lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. i am THAT miserable:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SEE UUUUN:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA im turning WHITE agn too! my tan's fading off so fast:( We should seriously just call ouselves the white chicks. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;jianyang:&lt;/span&gt; thanks(: haha we are not spastic, we're the HOT STUFF:D haha okay la i know you're gonna say whatever. but whatever whatever!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116404135160528269?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116404135160528269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116404135160528269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/bad-newss-that-ive-4-more-looooooooong.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116394926582880678</id><published>2006-11-19T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:17:22.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>those darn door gifts. if only i had known they'll give me so much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought everything was pretty smooth sailing for prom, this whole load of problems just keep piling up. and the worse's that they're pretty much out of my control.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i even felt this stressed during the promos.&lt;br /&gt;RAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i badly need to destress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY does &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; bad have to happen all at once:(&lt;br /&gt;now all i need's someone to rant at.&lt;br /&gt;ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that i have the horrid &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE WEEK&lt;/span&gt; NUS attachment starting from tmr doesn make me feel any much better.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE if it was some relevant attachment, i prob wouldn be in so much of an agony.&lt;br /&gt;YES i will still complain, but not THIS MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;cos its all about some funny robots and remote control programming which the school shld have better brains to send the physics people to. and it doesnt end till 5 everyday. RAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;ONE WEEEEEEEEEEEK. ONE BORING WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;this is such a waste of my life:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anw during our sleepover on fri, mouseshit and i made a HUGE discovery(:&lt;br /&gt;that we both went to nylc in sec 2! haha which means we prob actly saw each other 2 yrs ago alr!&lt;br /&gt;and dont ask me why i still have the group list, but immediately when i took it out and saw the name ' GENESIS SHEE' there, we were both shrieking and screaming so loudly like some 5 yr old kids:DDD&lt;br /&gt;and this is what i call FATE(:&lt;br /&gt;haha though i still can't figure out why it took us almost a YEAR to realise it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yxiu&lt;/span&gt;: hahah oh man. TAN YINGXIU! you're REALLY so gonna look like my mother!i bet you everyone's gonna give us weird stares that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;noob noob:&lt;/span&gt; WHATEVER WHATEVER noob!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116394926582880678?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116394926582880678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116394926582880678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/those-darn-door-gifts.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116386689356902359</id><published>2006-11-18T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:50:51.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sentosa on thurs was crazily fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt never to eat at the vivo kopitiam cos the food was ex and it didn taste good:(&lt;br /&gt;poor siyun hardly ate at all.&lt;br /&gt;so as to make up for the poor brunch, siyun shue and i went to the cocoa trees to look for our fav choc(: and as usual, it took its effect and i immediately became one happy happy woman:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;capt ball, volley, swimming, and cycling was nothing but joy. though cycling AS ALWAYS, turned out quite a disaster because we can never succeed in sticking together as a class haha.&lt;br /&gt;though i am a teeny guilty that you guys wouldn have gotten lost if i hadn assumed siyun was behind me. sorry people:/&lt;br /&gt;and for that little unfortunate theft incident that happened aft that, im just glad that shue didn lose that much aft all(: i hope you're feeling better lucy noot! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that i thought would be gone forever, suddenly everything feels the same agn. the unity, the laughter and the joy of really being ONE class(:&lt;br /&gt;feel the 75 love people! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid219/p1d0c83553ac3013a58bb1322ade2b418/ec014868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid219/p95dab753784cdd14ebb686c451f24472/ec0133ee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 504px; HEIGHT: 381px" height="374" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid219/p15aa406ce3b5e66f195e9b4d1f899203/ec010d95.jpg" width="490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shits sleepover! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;put us together and you'll never get a moment of silence, which's pretty amazing since we see each other SO often(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pigged out again as always:D like how we finished the whole pint of rum n raisin barely half an hr aft the heavy dinner of pasta and shepherd's pie. teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;and we baked mini oreo cheesecakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- heavenly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, i'm NOT kidding cos everyone who ate it at council today said so too:D&lt;br /&gt;SEE. whoever said we were NOOBS huh.&lt;br /&gt;if only NOOB jianyang had eaten it, then he'll DEFINITELY stop calling me noob face. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 4 plus aft all the gossipping and heart to heart talks(:&lt;br /&gt;haha and yea, as you can imagine. with barely 3 hrs of sleep, we were 3 zombies struggling to stay alive for dance the next morn:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid219/p09b296f542c099ac677e31ef25d37995/ec01055b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a crazy week so far and i'm loving every minute of it:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;isa&lt;/span&gt;: HELLO ISA(: i haven't seen you in ages!good luck for yours too!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;junkiat:&lt;/span&gt; hahah what. am i supposed to grow an extra nose or sth? of course i look the same. but its a good thing RIGHT? you better say yes. hee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SEE UUUN:&lt;/span&gt; yea thanks babe(: hahah okay i'll go spam your tagboard later. BEWARE:D and are you sure you want our GLAM photos to go public? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;huiqi:&lt;/span&gt; haha but 3 of us must still go together one day eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;carmen:&lt;/span&gt; TSK. what timely advice you have. cos we ate the mars bars that day. BOO. and it was really horrid:( haha and i know you're jealous of my flaky wallet. its unique! you cant find it anywhere else on this planet. i KNOW you want it too. haha:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yxiu:&lt;/span&gt; YOU'RE BACK! i missed you!:( we're going out next week YES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;your coldness's frightening me. but i guess it's really my fault that ive got to be like this all the time. i need to tell you how i truly feel, cos the way i put it across just a while ago, it really isn't like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116386689356902359?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116386689356902359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116386689356902359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/sentosa-on-thurs-was-crazily-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116335108133221237</id><published>2006-11-13T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:21:18.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im turning into some sort of a shopping maniac.&lt;br /&gt;haha which i cant really decide if its good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;just two days ago, i spent a bomb shopping and i made this promise to sophia i wldn buy another top for a looooooong looooong time.&lt;br /&gt;at THAT pt of time, i WAS really SINCERE and i truly believed i wldn.&lt;br /&gt;but today, tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hohoho.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claire neo has broken her mighty promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder they say promises're meant to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;-i can so imagine sophia lo shaking her head now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT im feeling all SINCERE and FULL OF SELF-CONFIDENCE agn.&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;dear wallet, i PROMISE. i PROMISE. i wont deprive you of your daily staple food cos of shopping for UMM. TWO WEEKS:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TRUST ME alright? teehee:)))))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116335108133221237?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116335108133221237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116335108133221237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-turning-into-some-sort-of-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116324976514757090</id><published>2006-11-11T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:16:28.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i told jianyang that i'll stop being emo.&lt;br /&gt;but then agn, now. just let me be.&lt;br /&gt;i cant be blogging about happy cheery stuff 24/7. cos beneath that facade, thats not all im feeling all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to spare you from reading all the sappy stuff, im gonna write it all in one paragraph, so its easier to skip the whole chunk. yep. so erm. just ignore the following para. its really pure whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its astonishing how i keep hearing stuff i dont want to over and over agn. i try to inscribe the word trust each time, but then it happens agn. and im all screwed and messed up agn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then i confide in my sweethearts, where its all bright one day but gloomy the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but im thankful realisation finally hit me that day when someone told me i cannot believe anyone but myself. i know that sounds pretty cynical cos i am still gonna believe my friends. but the pt's that ive a mind of my own. a set of my own thinkings. &lt;em&gt;mine&lt;/em&gt;. so as much as i hear and listen, ultimately, i got to think for myself. i have to. i need to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that aside, its perhaps really true that appearances're deceiving. i think i know certain pple, but then, think agn and i realised i dont. its merely a show put up. i guess maybe its just natural, that as we grow up, we can't bare our souls to everyone, anyone. it becomes a necessity to put up this front. a different front for a diff grp of people. nicely put, its called PR skills. but i prefer it more blatantly- politics, which i seriously need to learn a lil. cos at the rate im going, im prob gonna end up trusting the wrong pple, blabbering the wrong stuff, offending random pple and ending up in some deep shit. but right now, im just glad ive my group of friends whom i can trust, be in comfort, and live it back in those pure innocent happy days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of being emo.&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, sleepover yest was double the fun. double the love:)&lt;br /&gt;hahah and with the all the ice cream, snacks and supper, double the FATS.&lt;br /&gt;but we're loving it. teehee:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cranks:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p1e36a2d0d09e34872fc138067bcf8149/ec194b91.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p6a402517f4b4cb68e52bd1e5360dca6c/ec194b1b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken on a MILO TIN. haha. there you see in our hands' our SUPPER:))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/pa4fd50376ddfc32d7a9799fa56981ce1/ec194754.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and starting from today, new york new york's gonna register as one of my favourie hangouts.&lt;br /&gt;yummy food. awfully awfully sinful desserts.free cotton candy. comfy couches. REALLY friendly waitresses. what more to expect?:)&lt;br /&gt;but of course, what topped it off best was DUH. the company:)&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEE:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p618fc3813914d6a6698a1955501d2e38/ec194e41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116324976514757090?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116324976514757090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116324976514757090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-know-i-told-jianyang-that-ill-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116315713503703147</id><published>2006-11-10T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:21:48.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FRIENDS KEEP ME ALIVE:)))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY FRIENDS KEEP ME ALIVE:)))))))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;the noots're coming over later for a sleepover:D&lt;br /&gt;which's prob gonna end up a gossipping cum pigging out session.&lt;br /&gt;teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yiwei's here alr! so i gotta make this entry fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped with sophieee yest:)&lt;br /&gt;i know i just went shopping with my mum not long ago. but then agn, i did say i wouldn be shopping for another 2 weeks. and 2 weeks have past.&lt;br /&gt;so my spending yest is sorta justified.&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;and my resolution now's to SAVE MONEY. i badly need to rescue my wallet from the drought its facing now:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we met up with qi for kenny rogers'. couldn eat nyny cos after all the spending, we were all pathetically broke:( next time alright!&lt;br /&gt;anw time spent with the two of them's always joy:)&lt;br /&gt;esp all the photo whoring haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPASTIC as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p99603326f4cf16297cb58c9d89a45a7d/ec1f4937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p46d593e5dd5eb30fab64ae348b21b63b/ec1f3956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERRR. huiqi claims its called scuba diving haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p33b734af66d302dea71382d842873c90/ec1f1767.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p99ee44277cbc01a1cb23954433ca24a0/ec1f2441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p21f00a8b18f1afb15ff59468412854d8/ec1f169e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very artistic shot sophia was so proud of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p5b0898c86379bd4d8985257f0e6546f0/ec1f1631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated jia's birthday on tues:DDD&lt;br /&gt;and somehow or another, we ended up at some lousy subway which apparently does not have a toaster. grrrr. you shld have seen our flabbergasted faces when the girl at the counter told us they only have a microwave.&lt;br /&gt;realised i haven't met up with nigus for such a long time cos we had simply too much to talk about! but the LOVE's still arnd and growing!haha:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and CLARISSA KHOO! SIANTAR CHRISTINA! the two of you better come the next time! im missing you people like crazy:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/pd0f2c113591736c356f282971d666b3b/ec1cfd4a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yingxiu's birthday at ecp on mon!&lt;br /&gt;hoped you enjoy the surprise ping and i planned for you:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/pd9973fe85159bfd971afd237d6673109/ec1cfc5c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i better end now.&lt;br /&gt;continue any longer and yiwei's gonna kill me. she claims im boring her out haha.&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE people! im off to my pigging session. yay:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, siyun sent this truly inspiring email. and with that, ive kinda made up my mind on certain things:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116315713503703147?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116315713503703147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116315713503703147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-friends-keep-me-alive.html' title='MY FRIENDS KEEP ME ALIVE:)))'/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116274350542279686</id><published>2006-11-05T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:38:22.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emceed for the kindergarten concert yest!&lt;br /&gt;the little kids were really really cute(:&lt;br /&gt;to think 10 yrs ago, i was just like them performing on stage as the bumble bee:D&lt;br /&gt;though i was definitely more adorable. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p2d14e7a6686e04d6835623f92ff53cc5/ec342863.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO CUTE! i was seriously contemplating to kidnap her. teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/pdc429d2f66e53fafc74285caa1075df4/ec342842.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/pc9d3fe927a20ad4a4a49bdb932920242/ec342c3d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and singyee was guest-starring as the father. her hairdo was totally hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;couldnt stop laughing the moment she wore that brilliant toys'r'us wig haha.&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE. all sweet and pretty:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/pd1d8f759fa2f2f1d8d145d185937ea5f/ec342bc3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER. ignore the flash. look at the hair:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p945015a116d74d96ee57836e0e8204e8/ec342b9c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, if you happen to be feeling down right now. THIS will DEFINITELY cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/pdf85f477d076d0e048a9724e8de39c46/ec2fece4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;NOW. dont we all LOVE GENESIS SHEE? :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;sometimes, you'll just learn, whether you like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;no wonder, as you grow older, you begin to trust less and become more wary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- im still puzzled why you did all that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and in about 10 mins, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SEVENTEENTH TAN YINGXIU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;you've been one of the craziest, loudest, tallest, silliest, senseless, crankiest, wackiest friend ive ever had! thanks for all the love you've given me(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;have plenty plenty of fun tmr! i LOVE you sweetheart(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you're gonna enjoy your birthday tmr i PROMISE! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116274350542279686?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116274350542279686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116274350542279686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/emceed-for-kindergarten-concert-yest.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116256901635693976</id><published>2006-11-03T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:50:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just dont ever lie to me.&lt;br /&gt;thats all im asking for(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116256901635693976?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116256901635693976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116256901635693976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-dont-ever-lie-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116248625006790694</id><published>2006-11-03T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T01:17:28.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its always this warm fuzzly feeling i get when im with you girls.&lt;br /&gt;eating till we're all bloated but satisfied,&lt;br /&gt;reminiscing about those crazy days,&lt;br /&gt;laughing so hard abt the silliest stuff till my tummy hurts like mad,&lt;br /&gt;doing those retarded antics,&lt;br /&gt;and having those precious heart to heart talks(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, what wld i do without you two?&lt;br /&gt;thank you sweethearts for all the love:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLUTTONS!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p7e46dc2cb653a642ef3d54b9690e05ba/ec3addb6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/pd0caeee2ea7b81978b6676ec58e6a1c2/ec3add7d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/pad752b69af120870c485b3f2733363ff/ec3adcca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid218/p20570750b7591b5c56c5e51c26b46673/ec3adc83.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who knows.&lt;br /&gt;maybe ONE DAY all the wishes we made with those flying fireballs'll just come true:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, joce, dont ever feel apologetic alright?&lt;br /&gt;i understand perfectly why you told me those stuff that night and i really appreciate it(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks loads girl:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;perhaps they're all right that i am kinda stupid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they say, sometimes you gotta use your head to think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only it was that easy to achieve.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos now, even my head seems deluded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116248625006790694?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116248625006790694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116248625006790694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-always-this-warm-fuzzly-feeling-i.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116239459002117099</id><published>2006-11-01T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T01:18:22.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after almost half the world have watched it,&lt;br /&gt;the 3 noobs FINALLY watched the deathnote!(:&lt;br /&gt;now i can proudly announce ive watched 2 movies in 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;teehee. im no longer sad and deprived:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual. we didn do what we were supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we shld just forget abt buying presents for others.&lt;br /&gt;haha maybe we shld switch to buying for ourselves. then MAYBE it'll be more efficient(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to think maybe they're right abt me being a little too &lt;s&gt;gullible&lt;/s&gt; trusting.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i shld really start to trust people selectively and partially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've grown up claire.&lt;br /&gt;learn from your lessons, will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116239459002117099?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116239459002117099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116239459002117099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-almost-half-world-have-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116222500672788960</id><published>2006-10-31T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:16:46.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>by showing me all that support,&lt;br /&gt;listening to all that grumbling and whining,&lt;br /&gt;giving me all that advice.&lt;br /&gt;and showering me with all that love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can really never be more thankful for all the friends i've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tayhuiping, you define friendship for me too(:&lt;br /&gt;thurs better come soon! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116222500672788960?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116222500672788960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116222500672788960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/by-showing-me-all-that-support.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116213614495036307</id><published>2006-10-29T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:58:23.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll never feel hungry on a sunday.&lt;br /&gt;cos grandma never fails to whip up those awfully good dishes that just leave me seating at the table eating and eating nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;and then ill leave the table feeling all bloated and suffocated.&lt;br /&gt;haha but nope im not complaining cos if you haven't heard, claire neo lives to eat:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scream on fri was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;ignoring those few idiots who were there just to mock at us and ridicule all our efforts.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if you guys dont get why the few of us were so pissed off, it's simply because it really isn't funny when you have people laughing right in your face, tearing down your props and making you feel like the biggest fool ever.&lt;br /&gt;at some pt of time, it became so demoralising that all i wanted to do was to get out of the maze.&lt;br /&gt;but then agn, at least we made enough profits for charity(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all the maze peeps!&lt;br /&gt;im glad all the hard work paid off! though everything didn go as smoothly as we wanted, at least we all had fun and we know we did our best right?:))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally met up with soph and qi! the last time we met was like 109743000773 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;there were so much stuff to update each other about, we practically talked non stop throughout the night:)&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at fish and co, which was pretty good as usual except i shld never attempt to finish up the whole plate of fish n chips ever agn cos by the time i came to the end, i was feeling so terribly uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;then we had dessert at changing appetites.&lt;br /&gt;the mudpies were really really good:D&lt;br /&gt;i think its even better than the ones at nydc, which mysteriously seem to be shrinking in size.&lt;br /&gt;haha and the couches at ca were so horribly horribly comfortable, qi and i were struggling so hard to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty amazing how everything still feels the same after almost a yr. the comfort, the laughter, the silliness.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i know this is going to sound so corny but i LOVE LOVE LOVE you guys! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for our next outing on a TUES! we're so gonna take advantage of all the tues offers! muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 386px; HEIGHT: 286px" height="306" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid217/pff1a69339239e694814c99b16457cc68/ec4ff5ac.jpg" width="422" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid217/pa3d9a91c9e1f8fa8b47f698b751213cb/ec4ff50a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid217/p1f38b218d636746ff3475c9f1b3d9852/ec4ff450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116213614495036307?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116213614495036307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116213614495036307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/ill-never-feel-hungry-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116153573879954151</id><published>2006-10-23T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:51:28.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shld never try asking someone to send me photos when im so dead tired and all i wanna do is to shut down the com and oink.&lt;br /&gt;stupidity kills sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;rahhh. now im left staring at the msn window, praying fervently the harder i stare, the faster the transfer rate'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped the whole day with mummy today!(:&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna say exactly how much i bought because that'll seriously be too much to say. haha but let's just say im more than happy and i can prob stay abstain from shopping for the next umm. 2 weeksXDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fac outing's tmr!&lt;br /&gt;which also means tmr's the day ive gotta dance the fac dance in the central plaza:/&lt;br /&gt;im just hoping that my legs dont start tangling up tmr.&lt;br /&gt;LUCK. wish me luck people. claire needs all the good luck in the world for tmr:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;and aft a torturous and seemingly the longest 25 mins ever, it sure is good news to see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have failed to receive file "IMG_0568.JPG" from .inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have failed to receive file "IMG_0569.JPG" from .inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have failed to receive file "IMG_0573.JPG" from .inevitable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116153573879954151?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116153573879954151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116153573879954151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-shld-never-try-asking-someone-to.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116135456021626804</id><published>2006-10-20T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:51:19.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously, friendship doesnt build up just on words.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just being exceptionally emo today, but i am, completely disappointed at my two so-called best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna spend my sat tmr all alone at home. how nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116135456021626804?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116135456021626804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116135456021626804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/seriously-friendship-doesnt-build-up.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116135186231868783</id><published>2006-10-20T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:58:10.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i really hate to communicate with you through such a medium. i didn know you were so bitter about it. but if this is what you want, then so be it alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;im sorry if i said anything to hurt you in any sense but as much as you claim that im not understanding, i want you to understand too that im not going out because i dont care about you but because i really want to meet up, be it you or the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i really dont want things to turn out like that. but it seems to me somehow, that you and i've changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you've got totally no idea how much you've hurt me with what you said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116135186231868783?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116135186231868783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116135186231868783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-really-hate-to-communicate-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116133147740856279</id><published>2006-10-20T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T16:32:32.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while everyone's probably falling asleep during econs now, claire neo's rotting away at home.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to that plate of noodles which gave me that horrid diarrhoea throughout the night:(&lt;br /&gt;at some pt of time, i thought i was gonna faint in the toilet or sth haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was looking through all my photos and there was this whole nostalgic thing.&lt;br /&gt;i know its a bit too early to say all these since school's only gonna end nxt thurs, but somehow, its really scary to know that one whole school yr has just flew by like that.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't even feel like ive been in hc for a yr!&lt;br /&gt;but there's no doubt with all the friendships made, the uncountable sleepless nights, the fun, laughter and tears, this yr's been an insane one.&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, all these wldn't have been possible without dear 75. who cares if we're always late for lessons, tutorials, etc or we're always scolded during lectures for talking?&lt;br /&gt;all we need to know's that we're one rocking class.&lt;br /&gt;cos seriously, where'd you gonna find a class which has the whole class participating in glucose run? staying back during orientation till so late for the fac dance? never failing to eat as class during breaks?&lt;br /&gt;haha or so absolutely love doing cs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me what i'm most grateful for this yr. it'll be 75(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our really pretty class banner(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid201/pac8f922498a7609d96e8b88b95578fe3/effa9c92.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT class item which took us ages haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 301px" height="318" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid201/pae3187b520c81d994c2d116b9d2ac686/effa9927.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yong's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid199/pd3f8a0dc38ccdb5b8e79ded72591f1a0/f0956f90.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell for jeremy:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid200/p20a5760f3e19bb8fc32b175b5b7e733c/f064fad1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid200/p620badf4f298fd6b77354514897f59e9/f064faee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pan pac cny stayoverXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 304px" height="318" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid201/p40db7ac8602c21956b3663a2445bd391/effab39f.jpg" width="434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our very first cs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="272" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid202/p2b040bfb59d94c0430517f9c72de8624/efd15c5e.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid202/pd0b015b9983c7cf657d85bcc89e5e213/efd15c3e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the st nics day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid200/p89cd9b5404ba0d969f98393a78e08a00/f089a971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid200/p22522848d05f4296a0a04ffbe8b1aabe/f08225b9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid202/p75fda3bfa0369d08f406b9b1115dc5cc/efb566f6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first random day or so called the STD haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="280" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid202/pd1d7f6aaef101fd962de107146d3b5ad/efcf1576.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 random day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 421px; HEIGHT: 294px" height="617" src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j184/06s75/random%20day%201%20-%20bag%20exchange/100_0301.jpg" width="958" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our ONLY successful neoprint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid202/p498780de80cad1d15f7ffb1094bc1ee6/efd16345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night when we ended up at some weird coffee shop for supper haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 428px; HEIGHT: 322px" height="317" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid206/pcab469ddae7b8c42b11367dfc1d20c4a/eedd6a95.jpg" width="429" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, not to forget our all time FAVOURITE teachers! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 424px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="323" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid200/p71bf3ca3ad513a2f64b84084412fcbbe/f0822694.jpg" width="433" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="315" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid202/pbe8d8ee2f1e1ece159f5b5e89828c049/efd1633e.jpg" width="421" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all, for all the joy you people've brought to me,&lt;br /&gt;thank you 75.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 401px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="309" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid199/p81dec7d7addce67951bfcf2e0fc44332/f0956e61.jpg" width="416" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116133147740856279?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116133147740856279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116133147740856279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/while-everyones-probably-falling.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j184/06s75/random%20day%201%20-%20bag%20exchange/th_100_0301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116100600234155788</id><published>2006-10-16T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:40:03.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since ive a had a day totally free of council!&lt;br /&gt;and there's gonna be lotsa more to come!(:&lt;br /&gt;though it does feel a little weird to have abs nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;and to prove that we really LOVE pw, siyun and i stayed till 8 discussing.&lt;br /&gt;SEE. we're not a buncha slackers alright.&lt;br /&gt;cos we did SO much stuff today! i'm so terribly PROUD of ourselves! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got back all our papers today.&lt;br /&gt;bio was seriously unexpected. though i knew i didn do that badly, i really wasn't expecting sth that high.&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells. it was a pleasant surprise(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im happy to say all the mugging has paid off! :)))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;now im just gonna pray hard i wont see anyone close getting retained:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random!&lt;br /&gt;but i just baked cheesecake and DUH! its yummy! :)&lt;br /&gt;now i know you people're dying to have some but TOO BAD. none for you!&lt;br /&gt;teehee(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116100600234155788?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116100600234155788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116100600234155788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-long-time-since-ive-had-day.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116084457480054362</id><published>2006-10-15T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:57:27.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>learnt the fac dance today!&lt;br /&gt;when i thought my sat was gonna be all free :(&lt;br /&gt;but then agn, it was fun learning the dance. just that im seriously doubting the prospect of me dancing it next mon during the fac outing.&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that we're gonna be dancing in the central plaza just makes it even worse:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;GO CLAIRE!&lt;br /&gt;you can do it! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open house yest was fun!&lt;br /&gt;and slack. haha.&lt;br /&gt;did almost nothing cept for going to st nics.&lt;br /&gt;but haha nope. im definitely not complaining(:&lt;br /&gt;and congrats to joce! for making oh such a blast! great job babe:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much've been happening the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;and its only made me realise how lucky i am to have such good friends.&lt;br /&gt;friends i know'll stay for life:))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to kl, genesis!&lt;br /&gt;you guys seriously make council so much more fun and crazy. but apart from all the silliness, thanks for being there for me always:) we must keep the shit spirit up always yea! hahaXDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to siyun!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there to listen to my whining and grumbles. though you can drive me nuts with your craziness sometimes haha, but honestly, its really quite touching(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ping!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not immediately calling you up after the promos. but i'll never forget my bestie, i promise. thanks for never failing to support me, for being my soulmate, and for understanding me the best. and remember, i'll always be here for you too(: i so can't wait for next sat XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUIQI FISHBALL&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you loads!&lt;br /&gt;and dont you dare forget our outing eh!&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEEE XDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116084457480054362?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116084457480054362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116084457480054362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/learnt-fac-dance-today-when-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116057989333292818</id><published>2006-10-11T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T23:18:13.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should have just stayed at home today.&lt;br /&gt;lessons ended at 10am and i just rotted all my way till 330 for dance session.&lt;br /&gt;then they cancelled the session.&lt;br /&gt;like wow.&lt;br /&gt;and its not as if i spent the 2 hrs in pw well.&lt;br /&gt;cos the whole 2 hrs were merely spent sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;anw i totally love our pw classroom! its seriously terribly horribly so nice to sleep haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and siva's biased!&lt;br /&gt;the contrast in the way he treats sean and me's stark.&lt;br /&gt;when sean sleeps, its an immediate "SEAN!wake up!stop hugging your bag!"&lt;br /&gt;and when i do likewise, " don't disturb claire, she's not feeling well"&lt;br /&gt;hahah ERRR. im sick? how come i didn even know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, since he's biased towards me, i'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;cos it simply means i can sleep during pw tmr agn!&lt;br /&gt;teehee:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went town with kahleng genesis jianyang and soonhuat aft that.&lt;br /&gt;its been long since i last ate nydc:)&lt;br /&gt;the ice cream parlour at wheelock's pretty good but we really shouldn hve eaten 2 scoops each.&lt;br /&gt;now im feeling all bloated and i kinda feel like puking. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;the price to pay for being so greedy. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks kl and gens for being there to listen yea.&lt;br /&gt;it really makes a diff:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe sometimes, we shld all just follow our hearts.&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/23010842-116057989333292818?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116057989333292818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116057989333292818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-should-have-just-stayed-at-home_11.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116049293662359445</id><published>2006-10-10T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:58:34.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got back chem today.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy(:&lt;br /&gt;but its prob gonna be the only one.&lt;br /&gt;so i better cherish this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft sch, we went to yong's hse!&lt;br /&gt;its been almost a kazillion yrs since i last went there to rot.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss those first 3 months:(&lt;br /&gt;played tennis with yong val and sean while the rest continued their full hse addiction.&lt;br /&gt;but haha seriously, you guys are reeaaaaly slow, that show's like so so long ago&lt;br /&gt;anw our game was horrible. and yong was so violent as usual. thank goodness i wasn't playing agnst him most of the time. teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school to learn the batch dance aft that.&lt;br /&gt;it's so darn nice i can't wait to finish learning it, though those sensual movements really drive me crazy, but oh wells, claire can dance alright. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at breeks was not bad. cept that i left the place feeling so bloated,i thought i was gonna puke or sth.&lt;br /&gt;haha but that didn deter me from venezia still. i mean, how cld i possibly walk past venezia without buying anything? RIGHT? right XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw sorry for not being able to make it tmr yep.&lt;br /&gt;the 6 of us must meet up soon for our fullerton buffet alright? i so cannot wait for the yummy chocolates! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 379px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="296" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid216/p456028ee62cd806c1ba9093a2fcb5d76/ec970505.jpg" width="413" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm horribly excited for sat!&lt;br /&gt;cos i finally have a FREE sat! :))))))&lt;br /&gt;NO COUNCIL! which means i can finally, alas do whatever i want!&lt;br /&gt;its really been ages since i actually owned a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;now i better spend it well.&lt;br /&gt;woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;just what does it mean if i'm always looking out for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;just what exactly is happening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;was that all but just a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116049293662359445?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116049293662359445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116049293662359445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/got-back-chem-today.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-116040664235098631</id><published>2006-10-09T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:19:26.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maf was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;im just so so glad that all our efforts paid off that night(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything that night wasn't just plain pretty.&lt;br /&gt;it was spectacular in fact.&lt;br /&gt;and that sense of achievement was just overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;considering the fact that everything that could go wrong went wrong that aft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're really one lucky bunch(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the pub babes.&lt;br /&gt;for making maf so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;for all the totally crazy and silly moments.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, for being such great friends to hvexD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the lightings peeps.&lt;br /&gt;LIGHTINGS ROCKS XDDD&lt;br /&gt;that night when the lights came up so perfectly, i really felt everything was worth it. all the sweat, the hammering, the screwing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, thanks for tolerating pub's craziness and insanity.&lt;br /&gt;at least i hope we brought you guys laughter haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed over at chua's hse that night.&lt;br /&gt;yea we were dead tired but somehow we managed to talk till 5am.&lt;br /&gt;totally insane.&lt;br /&gt;it just goes to show that gossiping works wonders.&lt;br /&gt;teehee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then siyun and shue stayed over at my hse last night.&lt;br /&gt;and we talked till 3am.&lt;br /&gt;which prob explains why i was so darn tired today, i cld hardly keep my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;and for once, i was kinda grateful to siva for not waking me up during pw though i was sleeping so blatantly right under his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two consecutive sleepovers aft maf's seriously, seriously crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but though im totally exhausted, last week's been one really meaningful, wild, crazy week and its just gonna get better eh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and jianyang, cheer up alright(:&lt;br /&gt;things happen for a reason. whats done can't be undone and dont let this get you down okay? All of us'll be supporting you all the way! (:&lt;br /&gt;and for goodness. train up your jenga. at least i lost twice with DIGNITY. not like your two undignified defeats HAHA xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ive been hearing so much.&lt;br /&gt;the positive ones and the negative ones.&lt;br /&gt;yet somehow, i just wanna brush aside all the negative ones, shut them out, and just trust that instinct within me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes, i think. and i think i know that im subconsiously falling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-116040664235098631?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116040664235098631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/116040664235098631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/maf-was-blast-im-just-so-so-glad-that.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115989726191384328</id><published>2006-10-04T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:42:12.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;saw this from ping,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot. Who calls you back when you hang up on him. Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead. Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats. Who holds your hand in front of his friends. Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you. Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;it's every girl's ideal. but i'd say, it's nearly impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115989726191384328?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115989726191384328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115989726191384328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/saw-this-from-ping-find-guy-who-calls.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115989616863989227</id><published>2006-10-04T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:32:49.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XDDDD</title><content type='html'>urgh.&lt;br /&gt;what happened to my tagboard agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw it's officially&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people!&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;strong&gt;over over over&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i scribbled the last few nonsensical answers on the bio paper, the joy was so overwhelming, i started grinning like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shue siyun yiwei and i hopped off to raffles city before heading to bugis, wanting to eat fried mars bars. (yes i know its full of calories. but oh man. &lt;em&gt;who cares)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and much to our dismay, it was closed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;major bummer&lt;/em&gt;. like which normal shop in a bustling shopping centre would close in the afternoon. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;so we ended up at mos despite our immediate consensus even before we left school that we will NOT eat fast food.&lt;br /&gt;and it was serious dumbness too since bugis also has mos and they serve the yummy strawberry milkshake at least:(&lt;br /&gt;but it was really nice to just sit there for an hr talking.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; in the world beats such heart to heart talks:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping at bugis burnt a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hole in my pocket!&lt;br /&gt;and i didn even have the intention to really spend any money.&lt;br /&gt;i was only there to help yiwei shop for her denim skirt.&lt;br /&gt;and who bought a skirt in the end? &lt;em&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;who bought and spent the most? &lt;em&gt;me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so despite having &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;50&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bucks in my wallet yest.&lt;br /&gt;its now left with a meagre &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;$5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh mann. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, please remind me from today onwards that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;claire neo needs to start saving money&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note.&lt;br /&gt;i really think my parents are getting younger at heart by day.&lt;br /&gt;my dad wants to buy a treadmill and thanks to my mum's inventiveness, they now want to redo the top level and create a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;gym!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;strong&gt;WHAT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;trust me. my bro and i were highly tickled when the 2 of them started discussing the plausibility of the gym.&lt;br /&gt;it was just really amusing hearing such stuff come out of two umm. &lt;em&gt;old&lt;/em&gt; pple.&lt;br /&gt;haha but &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; is precisely what makes my parents so adorable:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i suspect my mum's on a secret mission to make me balloon.&lt;br /&gt;here's what's in my fridge now.&lt;br /&gt;- 2 pint of ben and jerry's&lt;br /&gt;- haagen dazz mooncakes&lt;br /&gt;- 2 boxes of gelato&lt;br /&gt;- brownies&lt;br /&gt;- apple crumbles&lt;br /&gt;- TONS of mooncakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NO. im not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shld seriously considering holding some kinda party. its definitely enough to feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i really can't wait for all that post promos action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOTS&lt;/strong&gt; XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let's go wild everyone! :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;i can't explain how its so highly confusing.&lt;br /&gt;and how insecure everything is.&lt;br /&gt;i guess sometimes a scar's just too deep, too permanent, to believe that there'll ever be a time it can happen without leaving the exact same effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115989616863989227?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115989616863989227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115989616863989227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/10/xdddd.html' title='XDDDD'/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115859956780410080</id><published>2006-09-19T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T01:12:47.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while everyone's counting down to promos,i'm gonna just do the exact opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more days to the end of promos!!! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i assure you it's gonna be havoc.&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;play dance laugh bitch shop eat sleep and whatever else like mad.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna let myself down. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have i told you how touched i was when tay hu messaged me that day suddenly telling me she missed me?&lt;br /&gt;and you know what.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you too darling(:&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for our next outing yep. and dont get too stressed up with studying alright.haha i can so imagine you plucking your hair out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, hang on there everyone!&lt;br /&gt;before you know it, it's gonna be over!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA. like really. OVER. YAY!:)))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think im getting a little insane here with all these far fetched excitement.&lt;br /&gt;hahah but you get my pt right.&lt;br /&gt;15 days and it'll ALL be over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;XDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck everyone!:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its all entangled into a knot. and i dont know where to start entangling. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then agn, maybe i just dont want to.&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/23010842-115859956780410080?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115859956780410080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115859956780410080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/09/while-everyones-counting-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115704345236840243</id><published>2006-09-01T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:32:28.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>td celebration!&lt;br /&gt;the mass dance in the morning was kina screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;with everyone congregating at the back of the hall and just watching.&lt;br /&gt;thank you 75 for trying so hard to dance! though you people seriously can't do it for nuts heh xDD&lt;br /&gt;haha and i almost cldn dance properly cos song jun that hyena was making me laugh so hard with all that butt shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw great job to the td com yep!:)&lt;br /&gt;though im kinda jealous of kahleng that her comm's over alr.&lt;br /&gt;prom still has like 3 more months to go! rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached dhs so horribly late!&lt;br /&gt;but it was a great feeling seeing everyone agn.&lt;br /&gt;didn really talk to any teacher in particular actly. i was practically there only to take photos and hug everyone haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i really miss dhs:(&lt;br /&gt;seriously, ten months ago, i wld never have imagined myself saying that. but i guess, its only when you really lose sth that you learn to truly appreciate its good.&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells. im just really thankful knowing that the friendships ive made there're gonna last for life:)&lt;br /&gt;i love you people! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 503px; HEIGHT: 374px" height="536" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n52/claireee-/9cb17052.jpg" width="707" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 488px; HEIGHT: 372px" height="518" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n52/claireee-/mumsbirthdaycumfoodtastingcumpub093.jpg" width="682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 497px; HEIGHT: 380px" height="1064" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n52/claireee-/td.jpg" width="1427" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 397px; HEIGHT: 284px" height="504" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n52/claireee-/mumsbirthdaycumfoodtastingcumpub097.jpg" width="685" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 543px" height="689" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n52/claireee-/mumsbirthdaycumfoodtastingcumpub102.jpg" width="522" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dont know what to think or who to believe. its really such a horrible feeling i can't put into words. that feeling agn. that naive ignorant shitty feeling. rahh. why does it have to turn out that everyone's like that. but then agn, im prob thinking too much. ahh stupid claire. &lt;/span&gt;&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/23010842-115704345236840243?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115704345236840243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115704345236840243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/09/td-celebration-mass-dance-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115695808299928395</id><published>2006-08-31T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:46:31.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;food tasting! XDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for food tasting at ritz with the prom com last fri. the food was really good! i managed to finish up every single bit of food on my plate:) muaha. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/1600/mum"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/1600/mum"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/320/mum%27s%20birthday%20cum%20foodtasting%20cum%20pub%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 457px; HEIGHT: 329px" height="464" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n52/claireee-/mumsbirthdaycumfoodtastingcumpub080.jpg" width="653" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mum's birthdayXDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday mummy! i love you i love you i love you!:)))))) anw we went to shangs for dinner. the buffet was like. oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;and the desserts were seriously. heavenly. i'm proud to say that i ate every single dessert there was that night! HAHA. im just thankful i didn explode from over eating that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. did i ever say i was going on a diet. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/1600/mum"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/200/mum%27s%20birthday%20cum%20foodtasting%20cum%20pub%20014.0.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/1600/mum"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 259px" height="517" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n52/claireee-/mumsbirthdaycumfoodtastingcumpub009.jpg" width="703" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/1600/mum"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/200/mum%27s%20birthday%20cum%20foodtasting%20cum%20pub%20021.0.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/1600/mum"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM DAY XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i swopped bags with siyun! reminded me so much of my sec 4 days, carrying haversacks to and fro sch. and i felt so guai for the entire day!&lt;br /&gt;err no that doesn't sound right cos i am a good girl EVERYDAY:)))&lt;br /&gt;then the whole 75 went for glucose run aft sch. and guess what. we turned out to be the ONLY class there. say wow.&lt;br /&gt;the guys did 21 rnds and the girls did 10.&lt;br /&gt;now where do you find a class like us. so enthu. TOO enthu in fact.&lt;br /&gt;heh. apollo better love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/1600/mum"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 664px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="706" src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j184/06s75/random%20day%201%20-%20bag%20exchange/100_0301.jpg" width="1052" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 514px; HEIGHT: 352px" height="637" src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j184/06s75/random%20day%201%20-%20bag%20exchange/100_0295.jpg" width="941" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrapped flowers for td today:)&lt;br /&gt;pretty pretty flowers.&lt;br /&gt;i love the gerberas! they're really really pretty:))&lt;br /&gt;thank you soonhuat, my WONDERFUL dance partner. haha&lt;br /&gt;(this is such a huge lie. but oh wells.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets hope i wont screw up my mass dance tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and td'll go well:)&lt;br /&gt;go kahleng! you know you can do it:))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115695808299928395?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115695808299928395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115695808299928395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/08/food-tasting-xdd-went-for-food-tasting.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j184/06s75/random%20day%201%20-%20bag%20exchange/th_100_0301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115582907381795969</id><published>2006-08-17T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T23:37:53.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>skipping bio tut and pe on thurs has sorta become my weekly routine alr.&lt;br /&gt;and im skipping swimming tmr again!  yes i know. it's the third consecutive week im missing it alr.&lt;br /&gt;but trust me.im really a good girl. teehee XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the econs mock court today was really in prompt to. considering the fact that i was the defence lawyer and i only started reading through the materials the researchers prepared 5 minutes it started. muahaha. and we won!&lt;br /&gt;miraculously though. cos half the time i really didn have any idea what i was debating about haha.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't mind having more of these mock courts.actly. though it felt kinda retarded at times. but then agn. it was definitely more interesting and beneficial than any of siva's lesson combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw cheer up SIYUN!&lt;br /&gt;just ignore that man alright? he really isn't worth your tears.&lt;br /&gt;you know why? cos only I AM. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;i love you girl!:))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird that at the start of the entry, i felt as though i had tons to write about. but when i actly get down to typing, all the thoughts just vanish.&lt;br /&gt;like poof. gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup. pardon me for this really short. really unconnected entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yxiu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yep hahah it was almost 3 hours that day. thank god the toilet was quite sweet smelling haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;jiajia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you yallow superbread woman. stop acting like you're concerned for me! haha. just show your true colours will you? the evil jia jia's dying to unleash herself muahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;carmen!&lt;/span&gt; there's NOTHING fishy:) besides you didn even update us the other time! how can you demand anything from me now! and i still insist on kicking you out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chris!&lt;/span&gt; i want my photos mashi maro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chris! carmen! jia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you three seriously need to check your nose. cos its perfectly sweet smelling here. no fishes at all.XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115582907381795969?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115582907381795969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115582907381795969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/08/skipping-bio-tut-and-pe-on-thurs-has.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115539949624074185</id><published>2006-08-13T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T00:18:16.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"whats the first vege you'll think of?"&lt;br /&gt;"....."&lt;br /&gt;"carrot?"&lt;br /&gt;"rabbit!"&lt;br /&gt;"no! not rabbit! a veg!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine i think noone can understand whats so funny about this except for xunyu that really random guy haha. this really ought to be the funniest conversation ive had for the night. nearly died laughing haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;pls tell me this aint happening. i dont wanna fall into this deep black hole all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115539949624074185?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115539949624074185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115539949624074185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/08/whats-first-vege-youll-think-of.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115531693062507938</id><published>2006-08-12T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T01:32:05.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>claire loves fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at how pretty they are. how not to love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="286" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid211/p20f14fe075b4b96d49720b4712745339/ed8f5cf2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 299px" height="300" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid211/p7dbcda8217211585793d2183e5c3aa92/ed8f5cb4.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with xiu on tues at marina to catch the fireworks. the place was so darn crowded. a five min walk became a 15 min one. and fast food became the slowest food you cld ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="307" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid211/pd7a87f41232ac6f87e557e6b8b3739db/ed8f5cf9.jpg" width="396" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear ive never seen a queue as long as that on tues at ALL the fast food restaurants. but we were so hungry that we had to just join that damn long queue.&lt;br /&gt;finally manage to shuffle our feet to the counter aft an hour and a half wait. YES. kfc- one and a half hr. i swear i almost went hysterical when we were still queueing at 8:52. but thankfully, we manage to rush out in time to catch the display or i'll prob just strangle myself on the spot. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we met up with ping aft that for the stayover! :))&lt;br /&gt;poor girl missed the fireworks. see! told you to hurry alr. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ndp was great funxD hahah the kiasu-ism in us gave us this immediate instinct to escape when we realised we were gonna be seated in the front rows. so we just waited till people filled up the front block. THEN, we rushed up to the top row. muahaha. evil people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird how i only REALLY sing the national anthem in the ndp. it's really one of the very few moments when i can actly hear my MELEDIOUS SWEET singing voice as compared to the inaudible mouth movements i make every mrn. haha but then agn, i cant be expecting myself to sing so loudly when everyone else is just exercising their mouth too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 353px; HEIGHT: 259px" height="270" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid211/pb7a29b68652d772b9e499f7d57b12707/ed8f5c1f.jpg" width="390" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 424px" height="429" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid211/p72f5e5d46521463d2164f12a36d0a3a3/ed8f45c7.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i saw this really cute little boy at the parade! haha cldn help but snap a few shots of him while his mum was doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="356" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid211/p64d832cf1c3673ec464c69f108c36a1f/ed8f5c82.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw the nat day hols were really fun:))))))&lt;br /&gt;if only hc cld learn a little from vj how to loosen up and make fri a hol too:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my buttie darlingsXDDDD&lt;br /&gt;noone can make talking in the toilet for 3 hrs so comfortable heh.&lt;br /&gt;noone can make me feel so much at ease.&lt;br /&gt;noone can make me feel so understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid211/p287406e2469773af8176878e19b7197b/ed8f5c53.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noone but you two.&lt;br /&gt;thanks a million sweethearts. for the really pretty bag, for the friendship, for the love, for everything:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115531693062507938?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115531693062507938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115531693062507938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/08/claire-loves-fireworks.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115461329384196630</id><published>2006-08-03T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:07:17.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe someone can advise me on growth supplements.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been growing since i was sec 3!&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i'm only 4 cm taller than i was in p6. to think that when i was young, everyone would gush "claire's so tall now! she'll be very tall when she grows up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah right.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna grow another 3 cm taller! 165 wld be the perfect height:)&lt;br /&gt;and its unbelievable also that wah toon's now the same height as me!&lt;br /&gt;MOAN:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah but actly i just realised 3 pple in particular wld be fuming at this entry now- my dear 154 nigus(es), clarissa carmen jiajia! muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;im so gonna get killed this sat. heh heh. but its a fact! so hahah. ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my bestie miss tay huiping, i dont know whats going on. but keep strong alright? you know i'll always be here for you:)i'm looking forward to ndp!xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly miss everyone back in dhs alot.&lt;br /&gt;the warmth felt. the cosiness of the big family. how genuine pple were. how pple really meant what they say. and of course, my friends:)&lt;br /&gt;cos somehow, everything's just kinda different in hc.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i really wonder if not going to vj was the wrong decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss you people:(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i guess its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; just impossible for everyone to like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but somehow, its really just unfair to make a dislike without even knowing who i really am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i guess all i can do now's to maintain a distance from you cos i dont know why, but im kinda afraid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and thanks jocelyn. for everything:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115461329384196630?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115461329384196630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115461329384196630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/08/maybe-someone-can-advise-me-on-growth.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115426793484935641</id><published>2006-07-30T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:11:02.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the lovebirds moan.</title><content type='html'>our pw session always ends up a bitching cum pigging out session.&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk. but seriously, hardly anything ends up not becoming an eating session at my house. seriously TOO MUCH temptations. teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were visiting people's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone. okay maybe not everyone. but most of them were about love. and they weren't those happy in love entries but the " i want to tell her i like her but i dont dare so im in pain" kind of entries.&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty shocked at one entry in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say. but seriously, why get so upset. no offence to all you lovebirds out there, cos yup i know its a great feeling to be in one. but when things get such out of hand, and it turns from sweet to misery, why continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember what dinghong said when i told him i didn have anyone special in mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"life must be so sian. so unhappy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried justifying what he said. but till now, i still can't figure that out. why must i like someone to be happy? why wont you believe me if i said my boyfriend-less life was just as exciting as your never-ending- r/s ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not. im a happy swinging single:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway aft ares night on friday, randomness occurred.&lt;br /&gt;even though i only reached home at 1130, i started baking a mango cheesecake for the prom formal the next day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and im so happy it turned out so good!XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it occured again.&lt;br /&gt;and i baked brownies yest aft vising my bro's hostel at nus.&lt;br /&gt;the brownies were great stuff:))&lt;br /&gt;i feel like baking nutella cupcakes this sat! muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i better stop being so random or my hse'll be stocked up with too much cakes and cookies:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw the hostel room was quite nice. completely changed my impression of a scary suffocated hostel room. it was kinda cosy in fact.&lt;br /&gt;have this sudden urge to stay in the school hostel suddenly. esp when hwa chong is so darn far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it. my bro really influences my mindset alot.&lt;br /&gt;like when he went to ahs, i wanted to go there too.&lt;br /&gt;when he went to tj, i wanted to do the same too.&lt;br /&gt;and because of him, ive got this thing against clubbing and girls scolding the f word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forget what he said to me before i went hwa chong&lt;br /&gt;" mix arnd with the correct pple ah. stay away from those bitchy girls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA that'll remain classic forever:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's what happen when the father and son goes for grooming together and get their hair shaved off. heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid210/p533ef22ae45e17f9e6620b87008e5e16/edc2237c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they end up looking alike!&lt;br /&gt;NOW who's who. hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;THANK YOU EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt; for all the encouragement you've given me the past few days! im feeling much better alr. i mean, how cld i possibly not when ive got all the love from you people! :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingxiu: im excited about ndp too! has ping told you about our plans alr?&lt;br /&gt;ping: thanks for that really sweet thing you did:) seriously, what would i do w/o you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115426793484935641?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115426793484935641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115426793484935641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-lovebirds-moan.html' title='and the lovebirds moan.'/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115392237052387762</id><published>2006-07-26T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:06:10.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>"aiyah your prom noone's going la"&lt;br /&gt;when that came out, it just hurt me more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the effort we've been putting in all these while. i really want this to work. i really want prom to be a huge success.&lt;br /&gt;but ive been hearing so much and its seriously demoralising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i really feel like crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i just need support. really. nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest can just shut up please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go claire. you can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115392237052387762?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115392237052387762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115392237052387762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115374811989549585</id><published>2006-07-24T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:35:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh mann.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to feel really scared from prom ticket sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR SNRS:))))&lt;br /&gt;go for prom!&lt;br /&gt;i really promise you one unforgettable lovely night:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO FOR PROM!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115374811989549585?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115374811989549585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115374811989549585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-mann.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115367133349081541</id><published>2006-07-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:15:33.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY ADVANCED BIRTHDAY CLARISSA! :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know that there's a shop at pasir ris called 'claire and clarissa'?&lt;br /&gt;oh mann. this just shows how much we're destined to be together clarissa! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i woke up at 7am this morn to meet clar and chloe to buy the cake ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;! on a sunday morning mind you! goodness. clarissa! you better be grateful okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only to realise giant and shop and save wasnt open yet. thank goodness jia recalled another one that was open somewhere nearby or we'll prob have to end up as squatters outside the supermarket haha.&lt;br /&gt;and YES. i'm praising gan jia jia for once. just this ONCE. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to feel sleepy. so to cut the long story short, the cake was REALLY nice! MANGO CHEESECAKE! really YUMMY XDDD&lt;br /&gt; pity we couldn wait long enough for the cake to harden but oh wells. it was still heavenly:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THANKS TO ME who got the recipe. HAHA. dont we all just love claire?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw it was great fun today! tons of spastic acts, silliness and LOVEEE:)&lt;br /&gt;seriously, what would i do without you guys? :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really trying to act sexy hahhaa. FAILED la i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid210/p5ab1910cc50e4d9e3a12a43f6b4c0c79/ede076a7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the yummy cheesecake:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid210/p0eb61a4c7c7ce34300a2f330a70646aa/ede075d3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8yrs of friendship and still counting &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid210/pf30911203f2a07226a88e13d0b11f759/ede07470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my yallow keechup girl HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid210/p3c741128abc3ff1debf676f2ae2637a1/ede073c1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid210/p7b73418621baf6b340c3888a0daaa9ac/ede072ea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEE &lt;333 and thanks carmen for the really sweet collage:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid210/p38fbe9128f58a24a5fc3d3d3e7875c2e/ede070c8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115367133349081541?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115367133349081541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115367133349081541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-advanced-birthday-clarissa-do.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115332149265648504</id><published>2006-07-19T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T23:04:52.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yup i know the blog's stagnant haha.&lt;br /&gt;but im still feeling lazy so ive decided to blog more tmr instead.&lt;br /&gt;haha I PROMISE!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw we went for the judo finals today.&lt;br /&gt;man. those people are violent.&lt;br /&gt;joce and i kept commenting on how unglam judo is haha.&lt;br /&gt;and i was having a hard time convincing people arnd me that if i were to join judo, i might just win!  i mean. i think i can put up a good catfight. scratch face. pull hair. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went for gym supposedly to support the A guys.&lt;br /&gt;initial excitement was really great watching the girls compete.&lt;br /&gt;and then after one and a half hr, we realised the A guys had ALREADY COMPLETED their finals.&lt;br /&gt;like hurray.&lt;br /&gt;which means we went down to bishan for nothing. which means it was a total waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i gained some entertainment taking photos of wahtoon in his leotard haha.&lt;br /&gt;and i promise i'm gonna put them up soon!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im feeling horribly miserable now.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to my wonderful bro who kept showing off his pictures in aus. all that food. the CHOCOLATES esp.&lt;br /&gt;oh mann. fly me to sydney now someone! :(&lt;br /&gt;shall show you guys the photos tmr. i want everyone to be as miserable as me. muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised im being a teeny little too evil today haha.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well. it's ONLY today:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the half day tmr's true! xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia: GAN CUP CUP! hahah whats so gross about that huh. dont you think its so CUTE? xDDD&lt;br /&gt;mer: MR BEAN!!! i miss you loads darling!:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115332149265648504?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115332149265648504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115332149265648504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/07/yup-i-know-blogs-stagnant-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115280076955318853</id><published>2006-07-13T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T22:26:09.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going SA invest tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and the class's having swimming tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means&lt;br /&gt;I GET TO MISS SWIMMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy swimming everyone!&lt;br /&gt;swimming's so EXCITING:)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine fine.&lt;br /&gt;im so evil.&lt;br /&gt;but still. muahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115280076955318853?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115280076955318853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115280076955318853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/07/muahaha-im-going-sa-invest-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115183637208855331</id><published>2006-07-02T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T18:55:30.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i support england and it's out.&lt;br /&gt;i support brazi and it's out too.&lt;br /&gt;i'm devastated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judging on the kinda fate i bring to the teams i support,&lt;br /&gt;ive decided to support portugal from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really hope zidane smashes cristiano ronaldo's face hard with the ball.&lt;br /&gt;that guy's a total ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115183637208855331?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115183637208855331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115183637208855331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-support-england-and-its-out.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115177670480166705</id><published>2006-07-02T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T01:58:24.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone who's currently happy with the results&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE do me a favour and just shut up&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115177670480166705?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115177670480166705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115177670480166705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/07/anyone-whos-currently-happy-with.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115177143713572611</id><published>2006-07-02T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:30:37.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah lao&lt;br /&gt;portugal's a bunch of fakers la.&lt;br /&gt;pfffffffft.&lt;br /&gt;and that stupid rooney bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want england to lose la!&lt;br /&gt;pfffft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115177143713572611?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115177143713572611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115177143713572611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/07/wah-lao-portugals-bunch-of-fakers-la.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115167766678463026</id><published>2006-06-30T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T22:41:50.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOCKS ARE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;! xDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind the fact that i kinda screwed it up but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;at least its over:)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more late nights. no more mad woman memorising chunks of cheeeeem notes.&lt;br /&gt;but whats best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLENTY OF SLEEP:))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;i just love my comfy smelly bed haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can finally watch the soccer matches in peace. too bad there's nooone now to watch with me since bro' just left for sydney.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic lonely soul. SOBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw we went to cafe cartel at marina square for lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;and i promise i wont be going there again in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;cos the service's really REALLY bad. the blur pok waiter completely forgot our order. so the five of us had to just stare at everyone eat. and by the time everyone finished, the food still hadn't come. URGH. horribly pissifying. whats with the 10% gst im paying with this lousy lousy service man. totally cheat of money:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met nigus at our fav akuzo sabu aft that. the &lt;strong&gt;consumer satisfaction&lt;/strong&gt; i'm getting from eating the desert's decreasing:( &lt;strong&gt;marginal cost&lt;/strong&gt; is slowly increasing. (SEE i still remember my econs. told you im a smartypants! HAHA. whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'd just like to tell everyone how horribly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SMART&lt;/span&gt; gan jiajia had &lt;s&gt;became&lt;/s&gt; umm. i mean. how terribly horribly SMART she has been. hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. in her physics, she thought a seagull was a fish cos she mistook a seagull for a sealion. but the thing is. is sealion a fish in the first place? hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. and she still thinks sealion's a fish since it lives in the waters. but does living on land make plants human? hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. she thinks BORDERS at wheelocks is some international border. and worse. she thought it was spelt as BOULDERS. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't she derserve somesort of professor hat for some ultimate abundance of creativity? :)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw its germany-argentina tonight! can't waitxDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everyone's getting attatched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and somehow somewhere it just doesn feel right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115167766678463026?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115167766678463026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115167766678463026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/06/blocks-are-over-xdddddd-nevermind-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23010842.post-115039171506897900</id><published>2006-06-16T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:52:04.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doesn't ben look like edison chen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p87a8ec1ec251ff95545e4796d77ddf64/ee7e7dd7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sweetheart:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p0b9574f76ee35a30fea4b7c0b0e1cac7/ee7e7c97.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/pf69227257bf0368b05703638fda9552e/ee7e7a41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p149014076b2a138da6fc91c63e65a3a8/ee7e61ac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;majindai- that naughty boy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p1b29aefc62d4803ff48c7cc6ac58ebe8/ee7e31b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tun that cheeky boy:) mo and tan:) the three kids whom really touched me when they reserved a seat for me on the bus xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p915b3df67772fddb88958dc90ae14054/ee7e5055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/pcad80876c8c154ab29eb1a98bf56ce0f/ee7e500d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this photo cos its the only one yeh yeh's smiling inxDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7505/2350/320/YEH%20YEH%201%20xD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/pec6181b4139df0989725dfe678c8d3f0/ee7e28bf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;future heartbreaker:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p0ebf77d3accebab44ba21db851f8b0c1/ee7e4f26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p1c66f59403612e7f67de05112366022d/ee7e6077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p9153827f33478ac9e1d3eb71cfe61ab3/ee7e54b2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lei:))) i'll never forget our hopskotch games at cdc and the beach:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p09476a28e6c92385c1ec89f0e676e7c1/ee7e2afe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh yeh my darling:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p15729fd24a45606c502f78fb8b292d33/ee7e3111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid208/p57b213259accc104901b12cbdf8672b8/ee7e9ac5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23010842-115039171506897900?l=claireee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115039171506897900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23010842/posts/default/115039171506897900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireee-.blogspot.com/2006/06/doesnt-ben-look-like-edison-chen-my.html' title=''/><author><name>claireee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EBZkwihAVn4/RjdQsSJVKSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nox7rRKS27g/s320/chris%27s+bday+015.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
