<?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-860863800587868535</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:13:49.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QIANLING/-         THE DIARY OF HER.</title><subtitle type='html'>Inspirations flowing ;)  See ya soon.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-5477533379570240942</id><published>2008-08-03T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:19:04.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7oth post (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interclass Badminton tomorrow after school, wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;Either I get kicked out under the first round, or eventually meet 303 and whacked off by RuiQi or anyone else. &amp;amp;thats my assumption, ain't sure alright. Anyway, good luck to all teams .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't feeling well these days. I feel as if flu is hitting me, again ._,&lt;br /&gt;c'mon, i'm despo to play tomorrow. ash and nic stepped down to grant me this chance, please, let me be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twilight's coming out soon in threatres. oh so hot ._. (?)&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i've got my trilogy for twilight saga. oh oh so hot ;D looking forward to breaking dawn , o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and derek says laura k. hamiltonwrites vampire books too. o.o shall go and find if i have the time (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;runny nose sucks big time ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tagreplies"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ASH &lt;/span&gt;: hello bunny (; i feel bunny is really so dumb, so i named you ash, oh hoho. fine with it? . if not, rebut luh. okay, another level, another level. suibian ni lah. ;D thanks for cominggg (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;RUIQI &lt;/span&gt;: hoi, dumbo. i like to type like this, cannot ah ;D this marks my uniqueness, kay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;XINYING&lt;/span&gt; : so fun to see you people trying to figure out your names ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LAOPENGYOU&lt;/span&gt; : you hwachong neh, same JC. I might end up no even graduating alright. I'm slacking._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BOYFRIEND&lt;/span&gt;: hey felicia ;D don't spam, or else (; hohoho. don't remind me of that birth control heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; : cute? . doubt so eh! hoilai and i did it just for fun lahh. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HUIER&lt;/span&gt; : LOL. okayokay , dots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g oo db ye . til after interclass , shall post reslts ;) wish me luck heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-5477533379570240942?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5477533379570240942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=5477533379570240942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5477533379570240942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5477533379570240942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/7oth-post-interclass-badminton-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-5415842159535310008</id><published>2008-08-01T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:04:19.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had an urge to change my site.&lt;br /&gt;change my stand.&lt;br /&gt;change my perspective.&lt;br /&gt;change everything.&lt;br /&gt;change &lt;em&gt;myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my concentration fails me.&lt;br /&gt;my attitude fails me. and what next, i &lt;em&gt;won't&lt;/em&gt; be on par with others.&lt;br /&gt;just say i'm way way far off compared to your star student alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-5415842159535310008?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5415842159535310008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=5415842159535310008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5415842159535310008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5415842159535310008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/had-urge-to-change-my-site.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-7650046019002490557</id><published>2008-07-28T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:18:20.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm trying very very hard to mug and I just can't ._.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to control my temper (; no harm trying!&lt;br /&gt;and the 100times drills today was so fun ;DD&lt;br /&gt;gonna partner jane in cheers badminton doubles (;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still so fed up at the match we lost to mewleng and xinyi ;(&lt;br /&gt;Common tests are approaching, wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hell with your damn loyalty, my &lt;em&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt;. for i see none of its existence in you. stop making use of me for your own convinience. a moment you'd say how freaking much you detest her, next moment you walk off with her in smiles and laughter. oh please. you ought to know your limits don't you/. i'm not your nanny, not your domestic helper, not your helpless slave. oh did i mention, since when was i your friend . and for goodness, you have those legs of yours, ain't i right. get the freaking up and do things yourself luh. the only thing that reflects about you now is how your laziness could get the better off you, my&lt;em&gt; friend&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of ranting! ;DD this shall be my space for ranting and ranting and ranting on and on (; and lol, i've just realised that hoilai and i could go real mad during elit , rmb the waving anyone/.&lt;br /&gt;and oh, replying of tags (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tagreplies"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SALOHCIN!&lt;/span&gt; : hey nicass , lol. paiseh (; its Fall for You by Secondhand Serenade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NIMYAT!&lt;/span&gt; : hey woman, i replied alrdy luh. rock on babe ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;UOYGNEPOAL!&lt;/span&gt; : hey jo! hows life ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SIRI!&lt;/span&gt; : hey girl ;D i not upset lah, haiyo. and yah, maths lesson laughed like !@#$, once in many many years(; how old are you, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GNIYNIX!&lt;/span&gt; : hey #001 (; glad you liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IQIUR!&lt;/span&gt; : anlah, had lunch alrdy ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YNNUB!&lt;/span&gt; : i knw i knw, don't need to constantly remind me alright (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ANIGER!&lt;/span&gt; : i'm fine with your tapping, i could just smack :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-7650046019002490557?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7650046019002490557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=7650046019002490557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7650046019002490557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7650046019002490557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-trying-very-very-hard-to-mug-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-793848727615781557</id><published>2008-07-23T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:23:58.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had this thought of getting a private blog done up ._.&lt;br /&gt;Missed having lunch with RQ and seniors.&lt;br /&gt;It became somewhat awkward these days.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be able to control my damn temper, please/.&lt;br /&gt;I'm oweing cher' lots of homework, I'm off form now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming accustomed to sleeping cases around my seat, yet I was tempted to do the same these days by XL, HT and HL , grr. oh so random. someone please extend july, my double skip sucks, can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it SMIIAOO-LY, OR SMAAAYYLY/. ;DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-793848727615781557?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/793848727615781557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=793848727615781557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/793848727615781557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/793848727615781557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/had-this-thought-of-getting-private.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-2533879912445941554</id><published>2008-07-19T19:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:14:25.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Clique-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/o7o7o8009-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;youth day girls outing (; eurona, alicia, tswei &amp;amp; vanessa !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Uploaded two pictures today (; Talking online happily. I'm thinking sick, and horny. Urgh. Roar. 1hour pt during training today, tormenting shit. Oh, but it was good (: At the very least, I caught my breath much faster than before. Aw, double skipping to be tested in August and I very no idea how to double skip. I'm stupid or whatsoever. I had lunch with the girls today at West Mall and they were talking about kissing over the table. Gosh, made me laugh like mad, ;D had a happy day, and thus i'm slacking online today and revising my geography tomorrow for the upcoming test !&lt;br /&gt;RUIQI : hey poot, thanks ;D come more often, lol!&lt;br /&gt;REGINA : eh hello, don't come spam lah. i shall &lt;s&gt;whack&lt;/s&gt;tap you in school ;D&lt;br /&gt;XINYI : oh, you understood ah. oh good (;&lt;br /&gt;XINYING : i will do , &lt;i&gt;eventually&lt;/i&gt; ;DD i will, i will lah.&lt;br /&gt;ALICIA : oooh! then you shall come along someday ah, cannot run away (;&lt;br /&gt;IRIS : oh, thanks so much, clique mate!&lt;br /&gt;JANE : no lah. take care of your leg, kay.&lt;br /&gt;JIAYING, YAYING &amp;amp; 10 : oh, hello hello!&lt;br /&gt;NICHOLAS : hey hey thanks (; i know council's not the end &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BFF : oh, okay. won't. lol, i'm happy now. nanhua rocks ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g o o d b y e ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-2533879912445941554?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2533879912445941554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=2533879912445941554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2533879912445941554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2533879912445941554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/youth-day-girls-outing-eurona-alicia.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-4862341959670688847</id><published>2008-07-18T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:56:23.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO EMO-NESS. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Been offline and mugging for test, oh. And yes, school rocks in my current seating :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget chats between FL, QN and me (; Oh Pris is suffering under my torrent, and its my honour. 'eh, pris!, *knock knock on the chair. right, girl/. I'm freaked out under JunTat and Beng Kang's speech torments and attempts for me to get away from the toilet and ultimately, QN's ladder story sends me yelling off during English class. Lol. Pure fun ;D now do I see the light . some cliche parts come in, sky finally seems blue and the sunshine's warm. life seems to be great great great great great. Need I say more? oh love you , class. except for some moments though ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-4862341959670688847?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4862341959670688847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=4862341959670688847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/4862341959670688847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/4862341959670688847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-emo-ness.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-927832888695883046</id><published>2008-07-08T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:31:11.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your means to please everyone else in sight would get you nowhere. You'll fall hard someday. It doesn't matter how far you've got. It doesn't matter how others see me. It doesn't matter how others think you've got it all, how impressive you're. It doesn't matter how those people say you've swept them off their feet, you've got them appralled. If I get on my feet now, if I'll just listen to what I choose to, there's definitely a way to surpass you. And not only you, but everyone else. I'm not conceding defeat. No way. I'm going to show you that they chose to stick with you and not they wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Bet no one understands the above paragraph. But if you did, it seems that you had the mentality that you knew me. No (; never. for I only trust myself and i. so what you thought i was refering to wasn't my intention for you to comprehend (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M I A .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-927832888695883046?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/927832888695883046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=927832888695883046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/927832888695883046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/927832888695883046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/your-means-to-please-everyone-else-in.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-381832508928323560</id><published>2008-07-02T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:29:14.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. phoebe left us. not only the team, its the &lt;em&gt;school.&lt;/em&gt; she went over to cedar.&lt;br /&gt;its like such a sudden thing, none of us knew except those she told earlier. that was her last day in nanhua. i was , stunned for a few moments. and i read the letter again, and i cried, even though i was there only for 6months. some of them might say i'm puting up a front, what i'm shedding croc tears. no, i'm not. phoebe was one of the best, one that i took for granted . i could picture everything in my head. and just that morning before everything happened, i saw her in the canteen. i was queuing just behind her, and i regretted not talking to her. i read ruiqi's blog. the post about phoebe, the more i looked at the picture ruiqi posted, i more i teared up again. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear phoebe, please do come back. please please please please. trainings won't be the same without you anymore. no more jokes, no more craps , no more early arrival for weekend trainings and no more 'fights' among us to set up the net. no more, no more, no more. because phoebe's not here anymore. i wanna thank you for alot alot alot of things you did. thank you for the encouragement during trainings. for the concern when i almost gave up after i ran. for all all all the times you tried so hard for the team. good luck phoebe, we'll all miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoebe, you're a heartraking loss, but sec ones will fight for next year, just like what you've said to us outside 206. i'll try my best to improve, to listen to coach , to get on my feet each training. to help cdiv'o9 get into top four. phoebe, we'll all fight, for &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-381832508928323560?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/381832508928323560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=381832508928323560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/381832508928323560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/381832508928323560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-2885436155932373066</id><published>2008-06-27T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:55:05.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been offline since last week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; in council. My name &lt;em&gt;wasn't&lt;/em&gt; there. And, i &lt;em&gt;can't&lt;/em&gt; get over it. Perhaps someday this might turn out into a &lt;em&gt;blessing in disguise&lt;/em&gt;, wish me &lt;strong&gt;luck&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt; iris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt; regina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;girls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, ruonan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-2885436155932373066?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2885436155932373066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=2885436155932373066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2885436155932373066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2885436155932373066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-been-offline-since-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-7576710983466773802</id><published>2008-06-19T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:38:06.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back. i'm fickle-minded, . my mum still ain't satisfied though.&lt;br /&gt;smsing shi han about global warming. i was freaked out. i don't want the world to end. yes, no.&lt;br /&gt;no end. hai. there're many things unfufiled yet. i hope to live longer. trainings are slacky these days, yet not hoping for them to be tough. missing school, mates and seniors. see them soon. that's all for tonight, a short post. will be rushing work and 108's bskin in days before sch reopens. tata ~ ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-7576710983466773802?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7576710983466773802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=7576710983466773802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7576710983466773802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7576710983466773802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-6921842984859264016</id><published>2008-06-18T18:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T18:47:45.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MIA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;til my mum is satisfied with the electricity bills ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and till i feel there is something worth writing about. if i don't reply your smses, my phone's gone. get me. b y e.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-6921842984859264016?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6921842984859264016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=6921842984859264016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/6921842984859264016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/6921842984859264016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/mia-til-my-mum-is-satisfied-with.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-4077818252038159446</id><published>2008-06-12T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:28:35.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BACK! :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;wkw cup is on and team a can't afford to lose anymore matches, yeah. anyway, we lost to beatty and won commonwealth ;D good luck, team b ! good luck tomorrow, nic.k ! and happy birthday phoebe ;D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall do a quiz which ruiqi tagged me to do ;DD see i so nice, eh? .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people u can think of now.&lt;br /&gt;Do not read the questions until u named the people.&lt;br /&gt;1. RuiQi&lt;br /&gt;2. XinYi&lt;br /&gt;3. Evia&lt;br /&gt;4. Nicholas. K&lt;br /&gt;5. Shi Han&lt;br /&gt;6. Regina&lt;br /&gt;7. Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;8. RuoNan&lt;br /&gt;9. Iris&lt;br /&gt;10. Jane C&lt;br /&gt;11. Phoebe&lt;br /&gt;12. Mei Ru&lt;br /&gt;13. Lee Joey&lt;br /&gt;14. Alicia&lt;br /&gt;15. Hayati&lt;br /&gt;16. Mew Leng&lt;br /&gt;17. XinYing&lt;br /&gt;18. Dawn&lt;br /&gt;19. Derek&lt;br /&gt;20. Clarence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 14? (Alicia)&lt;br /&gt;My senior ;D 208 and also nhbg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never met 1? ( RuiQi)&lt;br /&gt;No fun. No jokes. No meals. Boring CCA , Boring Meals. whatever lah. she's impt, fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if 9 and 20 dated? (Iris and Clarence)&lt;br /&gt;They don't know each other. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will 6 and 17 date? (Regina and Xinying)&lt;br /&gt;They don't know each other lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 3 (Evia)&lt;br /&gt;Evia is sososo comical, has nice hair and laughs like a machine gun. No offence. But she's light up my life by making me happy ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 8 attractive? (RuoNan)&lt;br /&gt;Nice fringe. and, a know people who like her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 7. (Pris)&lt;br /&gt;She's crazy over airwick. and yeah, very fun. I feel like ripping her nice hair off ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of 12's family member? (MeiRu)&lt;br /&gt;Nope, But I know she has siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do if 18 confess he/she likes you? (Dawn)&lt;br /&gt;Dawn confesses and I'll freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 15 speaks? (Hayati)&lt;br /&gt;English. Singlish. Chinese. Malay?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 9 going out with? (Iris)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16? (MewLeng)&lt;br /&gt;15 ;DD her birthday's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 2's favourite band/singer? (XinYi)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know ^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 4? ( Nic.K )&lt;br /&gt;No lah. Impossible. He's just a better male friend among the other boys in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date 1? (RuiQi)&lt;br /&gt;Sounds illogical. but if i'm wangzi. maybe she'll agree. LOL. bu ke neng, hao bu hao..&lt;br /&gt;Is 19 single? (Derek)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a relationship with 11? (Phoebe)&lt;br /&gt;No lah, she have her rubiks mah. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School of 3. (Evia&lt;br /&gt;)Nan Hua la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 16 lives? (MewLeng)&lt;br /&gt;Jurong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the favourite thing of 5? (Shi Han)&lt;br /&gt;Balloons ;DD no lah. I don't know what he likes. I only know he's scared of balloons. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever seen 2 naked? (XinYi)&lt;br /&gt;No lah, . perhaps someone else would ^ . no offence =x later she pump me ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3suay ppl to do this quiz ;DD&lt;br /&gt;evia! - gotcha.&lt;br /&gt;pris! - stop thinking of airwick and do thsi quiz! / .&lt;br /&gt;nicholas k ! - go type a longer post lahh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, tags ;DD.&lt;br /&gt;JOEY : okay! yay.&lt;br /&gt;NIC. K : i also mah.&lt;br /&gt;IRIS : thanks!&lt;br /&gt;CLEO : i'm back liao lah. happy? .&lt;br /&gt;EVIA !: haiyo, evia . yah lah. it was meant to be nhbg actually. i couldn't imagine your reaction if i only put yr name. lol.&lt;br /&gt;HUIER : no. lol. hahaha. kidding. =.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-4077818252038159446?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4077818252038159446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=4077818252038159446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/4077818252038159446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/4077818252038159446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back-d-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-9008521308601738102</id><published>2008-06-09T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:24:16.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not back, just doing a quiz ;) Will not blog unnecessarily next time. &lt;br /&gt;RuiQi and XinYing tagged me to do this quiz. The questions got me reminiscing the juvenile past of mine -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11] People Tagged ;D&lt;br /&gt;1. Lee Joey&lt;br /&gt;2. Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;3. Iris CEO&lt;br /&gt;4. Evia&lt;br /&gt;5. Jane&lt;br /&gt;6. nhbg ;)&lt;br /&gt;7. 108 ;)&lt;br /&gt;8 and onwards : Whoever reads this-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Firsts.&lt;br /&gt;First Best Friend: Lee Joey.&lt;br /&gt;First Screen Name: What screen name/. ArhQian.&lt;br /&gt;First Pet: Tortoise/ Hamster.&lt;br /&gt;First Piercing: Primary 3.&lt;br /&gt;First Crush: L-.-&lt;br /&gt;First CD: I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;First Car: None.&lt;br /&gt;First Love: Never had one.&lt;br /&gt;First Place called Home: Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] Lasts.&lt;br /&gt;Last Beverage: Plain water.&lt;br /&gt;Last Car Ride: Last night.&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Seen: Koizora&lt;br /&gt;Last Phone call: Dave&lt;br /&gt;Last Song You Listened To: RuiQi's Blogsong, Its not easy to be me.&lt;br /&gt;Last Bubble Bath: Never had.&lt;br /&gt;Last Time You Cried: I'm not going to tell you-.&lt;br /&gt;Last Thing You Ate: Dried Cranberries.&lt;br /&gt;Last Bad Thing You Did: I attituded N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] Have You Evers.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Dated One Of Your Best Friends: No.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been Arrested: No.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: No.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been On A Limo: No.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Cheated: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been In Love: No.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been In A Car Accident: No.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Broken A Bone: Yes, ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] Things You Are Wearing.&lt;br /&gt;1) T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;2) Shorts.&lt;br /&gt;3) Specs.&lt;br /&gt;4) Inside up.&lt;br /&gt;5) Inside down.&lt;br /&gt;6) Clips.&lt;br /&gt;7) Hairband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] Things You've Done Today.&lt;br /&gt;1) Quizz-ed.&lt;br /&gt;2) Ate breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;3) Washed up.&lt;br /&gt;4) Touched my phone.&lt;br /&gt;5) Munched cranberries.&lt;br /&gt;6) Habboed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] Favourite Things.&lt;br /&gt;1) Orange ;D&lt;br /&gt;2) Racket.&lt;br /&gt;3) Badminton shoeslaces.&lt;br /&gt;4) Nan Hua ;D lol.&lt;br /&gt;5) My phone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] People You Tell Almost Anything To.&lt;br /&gt;1) My sis, lol?.&lt;br /&gt;2) No one I trusted.&lt;br /&gt;3) No one I believed in.&lt;br /&gt;4) No one worthy of my trust.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know more? . Phone my sis =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] Choices.&lt;br /&gt;1. Black Or White: White.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hot Or Cold: Cold.&lt;br /&gt;3. Chocolate Or Vanilla: Vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Things You Want To Do Before You Die.&lt;br /&gt;1) Have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;2) Someone to listen, not hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Thing You Regret&lt;br /&gt;1) Not gaining enough trust for people to confide in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of it. b y e.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-9008521308601738102?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9008521308601738102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=9008521308601738102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/9008521308601738102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/9008521308601738102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-not-back-just-doing-quiz-will-not.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-2216947587149519702</id><published>2008-05-31T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:46:32.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SEFfscfTc0I/AAAAAAAAAms/U6h0CBUqS-8/s1600-h/Chalet(034).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206547861383377730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SEFfscfTc0I/AAAAAAAAAms/U6h0CBUqS-8/s320/Chalet(034).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken during chalet, at dusk. Perhaps I'm just plain lazy to blog, and that just makes my tagbox go way dead. I meant way dead. I'm going to force myself to be back the old me. The one that was of focusing, thinking and with way better english than now-./ I've thought about it last night. Ever since I'm in Nan Hua, I've no urge to study and all I thought about was just getting through the hours of the day &lt;u&gt;there&lt;/u&gt;. And &lt;u&gt;its been ages&lt;/u&gt; since I've been mugging. I want to. Yet somehow, &lt;u&gt;something is stopping me.&lt;/u&gt; Perhaps I'm just pushing the blame. Perhaps I'm just trying to shirk the responsibility to something else. I've got to run, in other words, start running. Its been half a year. &lt;u&gt;This, is not my standard and where I should be&lt;/u&gt;. If Mr Teo would be seeing me in this state, disappointment would be the only answer. I seriously got to buck up. I don't want to &lt;u&gt;fail 2subjects for long&lt;/u&gt;, this is not where I should stand in the class. This is not, it really isn't. If you guys could not comprehend nor disgust what I've written, it doesn't matter ;) no one expected you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this to be the last time I blog, til my grades get better.&lt;br /&gt;g o o d b y e  B l o g g e r . til the next time we meet ;) save your tags ppl, .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-2216947587149519702?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2216947587149519702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=2216947587149519702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2216947587149519702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2216947587149519702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-picture-was-taken-during-chalet-at.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SEFfscfTc0I/AAAAAAAAAms/U6h0CBUqS-8/s72-c/Chalet(034).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-3769147147705692503</id><published>2008-05-30T08:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:34:52.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SD9WnMfTczI/AAAAAAAAAmk/w2azwURADrs/s1600-h/Bbq!(022).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205974925630993202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SD9WnMfTczI/AAAAAAAAAmk/w2azwURADrs/s320/Bbq!(022).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I saw the above toy at Metro yesterday! and, its called YADAYADA. ;D so fute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and almost immediately, i thought of Ruiqi ;D she always says yadayada. haha. yeah/.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;currently listening to bangbangtang and bsm ost's songs. ;D they're nice. and i'm still trying to get the songs from ruiqi ;( anyway, i've this sudden urge to buy lollipop stuff. omg. and i feel ruiqi's lollipop keychain is real cool. and to think i actually suan-ed her when she bought it. and i suan-ed her when she said she was watching BSM. shit, and now i'm over that show. argh. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright, and for those times i haven't updated, i'm sorry! and i doubt i will update often after this because trainings is like many times a week. Its been sometime I've been out lunching with RuiQi and Xinyi. I missed the crapology during lunch ;D anyway, i don't know what's up with me lately. I can't net properly. I suck at footwork. and I can't get through endurance. oh no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i've remedial afterwards. so i've got to go. b y e ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-3769147147705692503?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3769147147705692503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=3769147147705692503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/3769147147705692503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/3769147147705692503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-saw-above-toy-at-metro-yesterday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SD9WnMfTczI/AAAAAAAAAmk/w2azwURADrs/s72-c/Bbq!(022).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-311041688917847718</id><published>2008-05-11T19:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:29:27.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, Hi ;) I'm back with a new skin on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Blogger lets me upload pictures, like finally ;D Let the pictures do the talking, I shall cut my crap ;D  Here we go ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199078137073466466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbWBQ_DfGI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NbhQtcuqgkc/s320/17042008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love my number  oh yeah ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199082101328280850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbZoA_DfRI/AAAAAAAAAmU/4nI5QDipvc4/s320/29042008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;choco muffins ,  ;D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199082105623248162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbZoQ_DfSI/AAAAAAAAAmc/mFSg341fWW8/s320/19042008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;let's have mos burger again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199082101328280834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbZoA_DfQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/WLAH2fuh12s/s320/Picture(013).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Litter picking, all cigarette butts ;( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199082097033313506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbZnw_DfOI/AAAAAAAAAl8/xhoeA-eLYGM/s320/Picture(084).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;QiuLaoShi gave me this, he's leaving Nan Hua. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;These were the pictures sometime back, stuck in my phone til now. Yesterday, It was Carlton Invitational at Nan Hua. Reached school slightly later because I left house late. Duty was incharge of scoretable with Chunxian and ShiHan. Then the other schools started arriving.. and  I got real disappointed at Unity. They didn't came, none of them luh. I called Clara and she thought it was two weeks later. Unity : WALKOVER. I thought everything was fine, I thought they would come. I was in this damn foul mood then. Then the event started, I crapped with some seniors ;D Let's skip a couple of hours til the even tis over, and Yeah. Had pizza for lunch. By then, I forgot about Unity's matter, (just look at me =.). And the girls grabbed like, so many boxes ;D Hah.  Then went JEC with Jane, and chit-chatted while waiting for our stuff to be ready. Collected at 5p.m, home ;D Went to West Mall that night , Jieh bought a bear ;D and, home-ed ;D here are some pictures on the Carlton event, (; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199081293874429122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbY5A_DfMI/AAAAAAAAAls/lKBaclcSH74/s320/Picture(088).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dusk rays shines into the hall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199081293874429138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbY5A_DfNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/JytEnGjddMU/s320/Picture(087).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;prepared everything before the next day ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199081289579461810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbY4w_DfLI/AAAAAAAAAlk/PNv-GAPcteg/s320/Picture(090).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;during the event, ;D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199081285284494498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbY4g_DfKI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Lylcb0Y9w8E/s320/Picture(091).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;crucial match ;D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199081280989527186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbY4Q_DfJI/AAAAAAAAAlU/J5ljWQDGEpo/s320/Picture(092).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;prize presentation. =x &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thats all for the pictures, I would like to end off my pictures with one last one.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199082097033313522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbZnw_DfPI/AAAAAAAAAmE/kRgED1g4nbs/s320/Picture(081).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bukit batok after having lunch with seniors ;D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And, one more note. Tag replies ! ;D how can I forget-. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;RUI QI!&lt;/u&gt; : hello, miss pink ;D recovering then good luh, don't care the munchie lah. I checked I.p address the previous time already ;D and, link me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;XINYI!&lt;/u&gt; : yes yes ;D do the test. if you free lah~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MEWLENG!&lt;/u&gt; : yo, mewleng ! ;D hello~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;No more ;D Time for homework (so late, already..), so b y e b y e, r e a d e r s ! will blog if i can. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-311041688917847718?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/311041688917847718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=311041688917847718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/311041688917847718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/311041688917847718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-hi-im-back-with-new-skin-on.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/SCbWBQ_DfGI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NbhQtcuqgkc/s72-c/17042008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-4566048789936429106</id><published>2008-05-04T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:57:49.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was tagged by CEOofBUSCmpy, Dearest Iris ;D Here's the quiz, =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.At what age do you want to marry?&lt;br /&gt;I'm still doubting if anyone would ever want me, =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Who is more important to you?Friends or boyfriends?&lt;br /&gt;It'll be friends. Because sometimes I feel boys just don't understand us girls, however real friends would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, no one yet. I don't even trust myself that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Hm, maybe /.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.If you have a dream to come true,what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;For things to be back the way it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after rain?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've seen one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i have a chance for council anymore, thus my hopes would be me improving in the CCA and in the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;No. Perhaps I will, if I fall for someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What feeling do you like the most?&lt;br /&gt;When people appreciates what I do, has faith and believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely no idea for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;When people just misintepret what I do and I get blamed for things going wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, no. Because I've been losing my friends to other people since primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What do you think is the most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Family, and friends. But I think family plays a much more important part, real friends are hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Who do you hope to always be there for you?&lt;br /&gt;Family, and friends who really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Who care for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;My mum, Sometimes I just don't know how to appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you think LOVE is stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Who is your favourite band?&lt;br /&gt;No specific bands I like, all is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Who do you want to meet most?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who would really know how I feel and could comprehend my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you like your new school?&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, yes. At least better than the previous. But it doesn't make that much difference, I'm just easily agitated like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished the quiz ;D&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging six people, no particular order. Hopefull they'll do the quiz as well.&lt;br /&gt;They are : Laopengyou, HuiEr, Valerie Lee, Xinyi, RuiQi and Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;Others can do as well, the quiz is fun though ;D&lt;br /&gt;Thats the end, got to go. g o o d b y e .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-4566048789936429106?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4566048789936429106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=4566048789936429106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/4566048789936429106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/4566048789936429106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-was-tagged-by-ceoofbuscmpy-dearest.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-5906826403509180180</id><published>2008-05-03T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:06:20.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger doesn't let me post pictures =/ haii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4km was postphoned, due to lightning alert, i was so, so, so happy (;&lt;br /&gt;and, I actually passed Physics for the first time[; and passed geog with flying colours~&lt;br /&gt;Went back during Unity's Sports Day, and saw huier, laopengyou, valerie, cleo, sixian,etc.&lt;br /&gt;Saw CHARmeih ;D and CLARAjunior ;D and SZEMINjunior ;D and etc (; Bleh, missed them lah.&lt;br /&gt;And, training today was tired, tired, tired~ /. I went all rusty, can. Lobed with Hayati for first ten minutes, felt damn breathless and tired liao. Then rotation with Hayati vs Chunxian, bleh and I did it like shit. After that captains ball games downstairs, then lunch with seniors at kfc. After that, went Doreen house for Music Proj. End of day ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag Replies lah! ;D&lt;br /&gt;• Clarence :  Hey Clare, how's life in Anderson ;D good that you're mugging , yeh/.&lt;br /&gt;• Huier : No time lah, now I also use other people's skins le leh, =/.&lt;br /&gt;• Ruiqi : Get well soon to enjoy yr cookies, pootpoot~ =.= ;D&lt;br /&gt;• Laopengyou : You better take care of your health lah, if you can't do it, then stop lah. No use forcing, yeh/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures, wait til blogger's fine ;( for now, b y e (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-5906826403509180180?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5906826403509180180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=5906826403509180180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5906826403509180180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5906826403509180180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/blogger-doesnt-let-me-post-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-8840095975614063333</id><published>2008-04-27T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:10:53.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hallo, people ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i'm posting like after 8days, I'm lazy to just open Blogger and move my fingers ;)&lt;br /&gt;first thing, the tragic of the week, I've failed my History ( result of watching Deathnote the previous night,). Just look at this pathetic state, oh, hideous. I have this sudden urge to change my blogskin to colours of a lighter shades, like white (; I've re-watched Deathnote1 today, I know I'm those 'Si Xing Bu Gai' kind/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had PT that day with Sec1s and Seniors. Ran 5rounds for PE that morning, my pelvic bone was aching like #$% I don't know what. Then had PT in the afternoon, RAN many more rounds. Til I was at the third level, nearing the water cooler that I couldn't catch my breath, and the place near my throat sort of caved in(?), Hayati and Phoebe followed me down, and I took my inhaler( heng I brought it,). It was like so scary. Anyway, Thanks Phoebe, Hayati and many many more who showed concern, love you guys and sorry for the trouble =x I skipped tuition that night to go to the doctors, Mum bought new inhalers for Jieh and I. So yeah, that was the worst thing that happened during those few days .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And was doing geog proj at lot one kfc , hai. went to the library, cannot do, macs no space, landed up in kfc. was discussing with xinlin halfway through when mewleng and evia walked past kfc, waved and they came in to chat ;D so happy to see seniors, wakaka.( i know i'm crazy. ) and mewleng's chem textbook gave us inspiration for the geog proj. muakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, will upload pics next time. And thanks for all the tags ;D Replies coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tay min : thanks, girl! ;D&lt;br /&gt;sean : hello, and boo~ .&lt;br /&gt;hui er : sorry lah, bff. currently cannot lah. and will tag your blog soon lah, k ;D&lt;br /&gt;sze min : of course remember lah~. you take care , mug for psle!&lt;br /&gt;rui qi : hello, okay lah, aloevera ;D why u all like that phrase ah. and,  nonono, i not pig lah~. &lt;br /&gt;alicia : hello, ;D YO~ back to you ;D waiting for chalet, to stay up late and joke like lunatics~ . gee,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for tagging, alicia!&lt;br /&gt;charmaine : try to go back to unity lah ;D as in, if nth crops up ;D&lt;br /&gt;cleopatra : thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-8840095975614063333?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8840095975614063333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=8840095975614063333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8840095975614063333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8840095975614063333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/hallo-people-d-and-oh-im-posting-like.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-9135188623582853132</id><published>2008-04-19T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:02:47.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ts been a long time since I've blogged, probably two weeks or so?. Yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in this weird good mood today(?). For no particular reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll update on some recent stuff. NanHua C'girls got to Top 8, but didn't get into the next, however its nice how we could have got this far ;D Jiayou next year bah. Will miss trainings, will get rusty, will miss faces of the team, will miss seniors, will miss sec ones, cause today is the last day of training til MYE and Tests are over, over, over. I'm waiting, and waiting for the Badminton Chalet to come ;( Go away lah, tests. Went for lunch with seniors after trainings for a couple of times, fun fun fun ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, how did my term 2 in Nan hua go, (even though its not over yet,)?. &lt;br /&gt;Bleh, nice (; Class tee was completed, after numerous trips to Queensway(tiring lah). yet it was worthwhile, because it turned out quite acceptable, except that the class design was too small. And and, class tests are dreadful. I've went to the library with a few times to study, I meant real study. Those Geog noes I summarised helped ;D History notes went down the drain, everything I read didn't appear, sure to flunk. In actual fact, I was watching Deathnote II all the way the previous night before the Hist test until Rui Qi told me to revise. Of course have to follow lah ;( No more Deathnote. Maths, I didn't revise but Algebra is easy though. Here are some... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Geography Class Test- 15.5/20&lt;br /&gt;•Mathematics Class Tests- 18/25 &amp; 14/20&lt;br /&gt;•Chinese Class Test- Fail by one mark. Xinlin was pro to get 37!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay, now for today~. &lt;br /&gt;Lunched at WestMall with RuiQi, Dawn and Xinyi. Wanted to lunch at Subway initially. Xinyi wanted to go Gombak at first, but I requested to go Batok instead ;( She could be late to meet up with her friends but she agreed. Then RuiQi and Dawn came, took a bus to Batok. Dawn was psp-ing on the bus, she's damn fast in handling those keys lah. Then reached Batok, RuiQi back pain, walked slowly to WMall. Ate MosBurger. Unagi Rice Burger is nice lah (; Then chat, and Xinyi left to do proj. Left RuiQi, Dawn and Me. Walked around, I went to basement buy drink, RuiQI went OCK. Went to Tom and Stephanie after that. They looked at the shades and Dawn tried a pair. Someone said Dawn was handsome ;D Then RuiQi and I tricked Dawn, Sorry! Then walked out of WMall, then I remembered never buy hairclips. RuiQi said she forgot too. Then three of us got to M.F to buy clips, then left WMall le (; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fun fun Day ;D Somehow seniors make me much more happier than my class can, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;But it'll feel odd, perhaps I might seem irritating to them(?). No idea lah=x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, tag replies ;D &lt;br /&gt;XIN YI : orh ;D thankyou! &lt;br /&gt;Everyone else who tagged: Thanks to encouragement, I'm coping with it well now. I start to see the light! Thanks for thoe words, people ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last note ;D Get well soon RuiQi ! And good luck for sec threes, mid year exams! jiayou(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-9135188623582853132?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9135188623582853132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=9135188623582853132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/9135188623582853132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/9135188623582853132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/ts-been-long-time-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-2639796467246252059</id><published>2008-04-07T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:01:42.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 289px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="422" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Blankart-1.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm finally done with the class tee. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To think that I handed it to you personally. Yet you thought it was completed by someone else. This shows alot about me to you, it really does. I'm going to prove you wrong, about everything. I will and I must. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm giving a go at it. It doesn't matter if I fail or succeed this time because deep down,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I know it by heart that those comments and remarks written there didn't reflect the real me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tag Replies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;•Huier : Its really hurting and disappointing to know that though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;•Joey: : Yeah, perhaps ..(; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;•Sean : No doubt, I remember you though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;•Cleopatra : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;•Jane : Jane, You wouldn't want to know how my class is like, deep down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;•Valerie : Raffles won. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;•RuiQi : Lent it to someone who always skips training, not a senior . Yeah, nhbt pwns ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;•Eurona &amp;amp; Xinying : Linked and re-linked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-2639796467246252059?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2639796467246252059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=2639796467246252059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2639796467246252059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2639796467246252059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-finally-done-with-class-tee.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-46561502545588543</id><published>2008-04-02T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:51:48.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perhaps I'm tired, yes I really am. Things are getting me lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponder over what exactly made me change my attitude towards school life. Ever since the recruitment started, I've been asking myself for the things I've did, if i have what it takes.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps not. Because no one in this class truly understands me. No one in this school has faith in me. &lt;em&gt;Those&lt;/em&gt; people doesn't believe I can, and when I really did it during mass games, they suck up to me. They don't seem to respect me whenever I talk, I know I'm not the Chairman or Vice-Chairman. No teacher in there had ever seen the real me. They don't trust me, they only see for themselves. I want to serve the school but I guess its over, the past 4 years was enough for me to reminisce. because i know, with &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; existance, comes my absence in people's eyes. Wish me luck, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-46561502545588543?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/46561502545588543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=46561502545588543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/46561502545588543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/46561502545588543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/perhaps-im-tired-yes-i-really-am.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-3171431004817420978</id><published>2008-03-30T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:44:10.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/PRISIRISANDQIAN-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i love you girls. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hallos (; Back for updates, yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nationals had started and Xinmin, Raffles and Dunman was in our draw. Nan Hua won Xinmin 4-1! And us against RGS was a close battle, both doubles played rubber sets ;D During the RGS matches, this totally stupid thing got me pissed off. I lent her my racket to stroke, she aligned the strings. I kept quiet, fine, and aligned them back. I went for line judging, she placed a pen right through my racket strings, and I flared up infront of the team. The strings were lose that they weren't in place anymore, thus I had to restring it. My mum looked her up and talked to her about it, and she acctually denied those happenings. Just tell me what is this/. I'm just fed up. Do me some justice, people. Argh, forget about it, this next upcoming match is against Dunman High, o.o I've faith in you people, nhbg! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been trying to rush out designs for 108's class tee, people are getting impatient! =x Aw, sorry people, the commitee is trying our very best to make sure everything goes well already, k/. Went Queensway on Friday with Regina, Iris, Pris and Xinlin to check out those tees suppliers. Checked out quite a number of shops, with varying prices for the printed tees. We spammed MsKoh's phone as soon as the clock strike 5.30, as remembered her saying her course ends then, (?) or was it some other time. Th five of us were desperate for her suggestions. Then we settled at Macs to discuss the design and how I'm suppose to get  on with the design at home, colours and etc. Then about seven plus, MsKoh finally called when we were waiting for Priscilla's father to arrive. Three of us managed to hitch a lift from Priscilla's dad to Jurong East while Iris moved on til Lakeside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-3171431004817420978?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3171431004817420978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=3171431004817420978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/3171431004817420978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/3171431004817420978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-you-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-2221219034380747581</id><published>2008-03-24T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:40:52.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>. just a quick post about this disastous evening. it was pouring heavily during training today, waited til the rain was not as heavy then started walking to bus-stop. The others got a lift to the station, so left Me, Xinying and Hayati. Xinying and Hayati walked in the rain, cause I was the only one with the umbrella, shletering the rackets.=x Waited for the bus for at least 20minutes, 5 or 6 bus past us because of the bus being too full,. Met Xinyi at Clementi and Xinyi, Xinying and I train-ed back. Waited for 25min for Mum to pick me up at Yewtee;( Got home, and had dinner. I lay my back against the wall, sitting on the floor, I dozed off =. I'm so, so, so, so, tired. Nationals starts tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NAN HUA C DIV GIRLS AND BOYS JIAYOU ! (; all the best.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, TAKE REAL GOOD CARE OF YOURSELF,  XINYING! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-2221219034380747581?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2221219034380747581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=2221219034380747581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2221219034380747581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2221219034380747581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-970030423255363966</id><published>2008-03-22T13:51:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T17:58:21.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-SgUnRu-PI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hBky5kLr_oc/s1600-h/108isthelove..bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180441747384105202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-SgUnRu-PI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hBky5kLr_oc/s320/108isthelove..bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bang(; did the above with photoshop,so love 108.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello(; As you've seen, I've added an image to this blogskin! Yeah, I know its UGLY, with uneven textures=. aw. Yet that gave me the lost sense of satisfaction, one that has been away since i last stop blogskinning(; And one more thing before I forget, THANKS! JANE FOR THOSE CHOCOLATES ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, change of topic (; School reopened on last Monday ( see how outdated i am,), and there was supposed to be training that day. During class, found out that the wound on my theigh was swelling, so skipped training and went to the doctor's after school with Mummy. Doctor said my wound was infected, bleh. Remembered seeing Xinyi and * near Lot One. Then got home, training the next day, training for sec 1s! did tapping with huaxin, argh, tiring. Nothing was on on Wed/. Thursday, friendly against Yew Tee Primary. Didn't bring shoes and racket, argh. Partnered Xinying for the first match, her service rocks, we gained ten odd marks because of her/. I'm the one dragging her down with my mistakes instead =x Thanks Dawn for the Easter greetings and sweets!;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good Friday(; Badminton in the morning with Cleo, Leon, Nicodemus, Ben, Szemin, Valerie and Zhiyuan. Cleo and Szemin was advertising their blogshop, o.^. Haha, . Went to Lot one after that to meet up with Huier and Ching. Had lunch, chitchatted and neos-ed. Then home (; Was messing with the comp and slept late, roughly 1plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saturday, which today. Woke up and felt unwell, deciding to stay at home. My throat hurts, badly, badly, badly. Did English, and edited some pictures. Did maths with Aunt, and blogged (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As you guys kmow, I've changed my phone to Samsung i450 (; Here are the pictures I took with it, really a fabulous phone I'd say ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180467568727488802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-S3znRu-SI/AAAAAAAAAgE/8weMzArq_gg/s320/21032008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;girls day out (; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180467573022456114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-S3z3Ru-TI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pMPtILWtE00/s320/21032008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; oh, so chio. stop denying your chio-ness, cleo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180467581612390722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-S30XRu-UI/AAAAAAAAAgU/9katZJBsFaM/s320/21032008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;hey, gorgerous. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468148548073826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-S4VXRu-WI/AAAAAAAAAgk/A-mWKFiaaO8/s320/09032008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;oh, my primary six clique. so miss you girls, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468144253106514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-S4VHRu-VI/AAAAAAAAAgc/CauotE9ibuI/s320/19032008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; netballer pris and me(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180484417884191298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-THIXRu-kI/AAAAAAAAAiU/bjibmf0W3SU/s320/11032008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i see that retard in the mirror. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180468152843041154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-S4VnRu-YI/AAAAAAAAAg0/KnjFnZCF70Q/s320/Photo0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey vale, how i miss your smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180492724350941810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TOr3Ru-nI/AAAAAAAAAis/v_N25AfYrXY/s320/12032008(034).jpg" border="0" /&gt; my birthday cake, how small yet heartwarming;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180485753619020370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TIWHRu-lI/AAAAAAAAAic/-mvASdE3iFU/s320/10032008(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling with NHBT (; despo for ball no.6. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180485903942875746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TIe3Ru-mI/AAAAAAAAAik/Vzu7Tq02D4k/s320/10032008(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shihan's perfect first strike. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180482579638188562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TFdXRu-hI/AAAAAAAAAh8/CDXdVDEkcpE/s320/12032008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; oh, so love 108♥. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180481149414078930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TEKHRu-dI/AAAAAAAAAhc/U-d5DavzjTM/s320/16032008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;buy me this TOTAL ORANGE ikea dinning set(;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180482575343221250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TFdHRu-gI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ebpw3glaxCI/s320/15032008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;taken from the sheltered walkway from jurong east.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180482571048253938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TFc3Ru-fI/AAAAAAAAAhs/bB0xFL07cVo/s320/15032008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; taken at jurong east as well . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180481149414078914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TEKHRu-cI/AAAAAAAAAhU/QEYRHRbSQ44/s320/17032008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; taken somewhere I've lost track of. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180481145119111602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TEJ3Ru-bI/AAAAAAAAAhM/XPoXXPudXnU/s320/17032008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; in the train (; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180481140824144290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TEJnRu-aI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Wzoh7c2n4TU/s320/17032008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; in the train, near choachukang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180482571048253922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TFc3Ru-eI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Hrip-3WEIUE/s320/15032008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;near my block , xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TEJXRu-ZI/AAAAAAAAAg8/gKNNrE9v1Jc/s1600-h/17032008(021).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180481136529176978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TEJXRu-ZI/AAAAAAAAAg8/gKNNrE9v1Jc/s320/17032008(021).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i actually had my phone out of the window grills to get this sunset shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180494386503285378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-TQMnRu-oI/AAAAAAAAAi0/YwVSemR87ig/s320/19032008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;a retarded toilet nightmare, i know its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sure this is a long post, had been working on this the whole day, aw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tag replies ( oh, finally). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;VALERIE&lt;/span&gt; : enjoy your life in raffles too! . hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALICIA&lt;/span&gt; : sure, ! you're relinked (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAOPENGYOU&lt;/span&gt; : nvm lahh, neither did i prepare one for you ;( sorry as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALY! junior&lt;/span&gt; : hey, aly! saw you get into the car with amanda at nanhua that day, was so happy(;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PEIWEN &lt;/span&gt;: hey pris, thanks for tagging!,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HUI ER&lt;/span&gt; : i'm trying to post as often as possible already ! (; haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EVIA&lt;/span&gt; : you're linked, linked, linked , evia! . haha./ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CLEO&lt;/span&gt; : aiyo, that peiwen is from nanhua, not that peiwen you know lahh=x and, i'm not sick, i'm just getting high with you girls, no doubt (; anyway, thanks for the comments!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OPXSPAM&lt;/span&gt; : hey, thanks for the tag! . sick freak, lol. nah. i'm clean in the head, } like real ^. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JEERAY&lt;/span&gt; : hey jireh! thanks for the encouragement., spent quite some time on it too, (; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the doctor's later at Jurong East, keep those tags coming in (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-970030423255363966?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/970030423255363966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=970030423255363966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/970030423255363966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/970030423255363966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/bang-did-above-with-photoshopso-love.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R-SgUnRu-PI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hBky5kLr_oc/s72-c/108isthelove..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-6720099939753307921</id><published>2008-03-16T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:54:20.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week of holidays totally turns me off, .&lt;br /&gt;Trainings, homework, spams, projects, wth.&lt;br /&gt;Yet these days made me realise where I've always stood into you people.&lt;br /&gt;And that makes an utter disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quick tag replies&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LAOPENGYOU!&lt;/span&gt; : Hi! oh thankyou =x you've acctually remembered my birthday for six years, (; sometimes its quite a bliss that you're one of the few who acctually cares (; and i'm happy for that! . oh oh, and hope you have had a wonderful birthday too! ((; shall be in contact for a long long long time, sure can we?.&lt;br /&gt;JASMINE : thankyou! you still remembered that box of inedible food,. thanks for the wishes (; although we're not that close but i'm happy that you remembered! (; thanks so so so much, .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;CLEOPATRA&lt;/span&gt; : thankyou for counting down with me that night! (; even though you're the only one, it doesn't matter too! . bet you've been quite happy too, cause afterall, your zxl's birthday is the day after mine. anyway, thanks so so much too (; and good luck in dealing with him, you&lt;br /&gt; know who. hope you guys would patch up fast, thus lessen the disputes alright,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;JINGYI&lt;/span&gt; : oh kay (; i'll relink soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;XINYING!&lt;/span&gt; : thankyou (; its the thought that counts! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;JANE!&lt;/span&gt; : hihi! thanks! , . nvm lah, thanks for the wishes! ,  i really did had one (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;EVIA!&lt;/span&gt; : oh hihi evia evia (; surprised you're here tagging, anyway, hi! welcome to my blog, lols.;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got my new phone ! (; i450! , hehe. shall find time get to know the samsung programme and to upload the pics i took , for now, i need to chiong for my reviews and watch my girl last episode, trust me, its a good show(; byebyeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-6720099939753307921?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6720099939753307921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=6720099939753307921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/6720099939753307921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/6720099939753307921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-week-of-holidays-totally-turns-me.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-3681971386980404442</id><published>2008-03-12T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:51:16.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick post here (;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give a BIG BIG BIG thankyou to Xinlin, Iris, and Felicia for the presents (;&lt;br /&gt;And, thank Huier, ChingYee, Valerie, Cleopatra, Jireh and Szemin for those birthday wishes!♥ (;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting classmates from 108 who came by with their wishes this morning! .&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys so much so much, glad that you people remembered this day of mine , love ya (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite busy during the holidays with homework and trainings, so I won't be posting often, sorry people, . And yeah, thank you people for the birthday tags! ♥.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-3681971386980404442?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3681971386980404442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=3681971386980404442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/3681971386980404442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/3681971386980404442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-quick-post-here-i-wanna-give-big.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-652899544484871817</id><published>2008-03-05T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:29:13.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything's wrong, wrong, wrong. I got the date wrong, gosh. Its just too stupid to sound true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry, Xinying, Sorry, Jane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Common Tests, .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pathetic lah. Failed Maths, Its ridiculious, man. I'm way way way worse than beforee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Badminton, .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainings, footwork. My badminton shoes died. Didn't bring my shoes on Monday, did footwork with school shoes. Mr C said I was way way way slow, I messed up the timing between Yaying and Me. Had a short chat with Wei Yue about school life, trainings and the team, at least someone understands how I feel (; Now about yesterday. Mum met me at school gate after school, I skipped training ( for once, okay) , to get my shoes from Queensway. I need those shoes, bleh. No shoes, how do I even go training, . Anyway, saw a Badminton senior on the train, Sec4 B.boys i suppose. He went Queensway as well, . Reached Queensway, shopped around and around, bought new grips, shall ask coach to help me regripp next training. And I saw Evia there, (; and then, yeah, home (;  From that day onwards, backache, ohmygosh. I'm not even sure why, . Each time I raise my hand high up, it just hurts, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;TODAY (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with XinLing. Xinlin and I ordered Kirei Test-Tubes(; She went off earlier, so I had to pick the items up for her before leaving. Went Popular with Mum, . Home, Dinner, Blogg (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;TAG REPLIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt; : Hey Jane (; Thanks for coming, ! I'm happy for that (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;kiathoon&lt;/span&gt; : Wanling sort of pointed out to be who you are already, anyway, HI! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;OPXSPAM&lt;/span&gt; : Oh yeah, right, anything luh. (; thanks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kester &lt;/span&gt;: Hi, didn't think you would come, my girl rocks, yeahyeah (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MUNCHIE&lt;/span&gt; : Hi, its a pleasure to meet you.  You can continue viewing things from your perspective. If you persists in the mentality that i'm attention seeking, so be it then. People who truly believed in me, trusts me , would give no concern to any of your words. (; thanks for letting me know your views, anyway (; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-652899544484871817?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/652899544484871817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=652899544484871817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/652899544484871817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/652899544484871817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/everythings-wrong-wrong-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-6686785572271992826</id><published>2008-03-02T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:25:03.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Road run on friday, slacked like hell. Nicholas fell and he was bleeding profusely luh, Mr Tan sent him to NUH. A few of us went to inform Ms Koh about it. A &lt;em&gt;huge class dispute&lt;/em&gt; during mass games, it just sucks for the first two matches. I got fed up with &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; alright, . As Regina said, was winning or having fun the priority. I bet you're eyeing the first. Its over by now, and everyone ought to cool down. Goodluck, 108, I doubt we would be like what we were before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests results totally a disaster. I failed physics and history, and perhaps I'll do the same for Maths. Bleh, I'm just glad I got full marks for Chemistry class test, at least Its going to pull my science grades up for Term2=. Got 44/70 for Chinese compo, one of the worst I've ever written. I shall go reflect on the reasons behind all these failures and average passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone broke down on me. So, yeah, don't contact me these days. I'm desperate for Samsung SGH-i450, forget it luh, just dream on luh, Qianling, wait til your contract ends =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yeah, Replies for tags♥ /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Xinying!&lt;/span&gt; : Impossible , you're in Express class, eh. It would be way better than mine, though. Anyway, thanks for coming (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kiathoon&lt;/span&gt; : Hey, Hi (: You're from Unity Primary/. I haven't got a single idea of who you are. Were you Mr Teo C.S 's 2005 batch/. Sorry if I've gotten anything wrong .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kester &lt;/span&gt;: Hey, Kes. Thanks for coming (;&lt;br /&gt;Jane! : Yeah, let's get out someday, together (; haha, .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Regina &lt;/span&gt;: oh hi, thanks for coming (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I bought MY GIRL. oh my, I'm so in love with that show. I know its an old show, but who cares lah, (; Seeing Lee Joon Ki cry over Lee Da Hae was heartbreaking,. Anyway, keep those tags coming in, . and Bye (; Training tomorrow, hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-6686785572271992826?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6686785572271992826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=6686785572271992826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/6686785572271992826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/6686785572271992826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/03/road-run-on-friday-slacked-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-822505084703540425</id><published>2008-02-23T22:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:05:59.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I ever posessed what it takes to be part of &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt;. She gave me a chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; yet &lt;em&gt;I just couldn't make it&lt;/em&gt;. Just when I told myself to buck up and try, everything else falls apart. Perhaps someday, things would change. But I'll never know when that day comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi, people. (; I'm back to update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh pathetic blog, I'm to the rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CCA UPDATES (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, NHBCG won third for the zonals, and we beat Fuhua twice. Well, Nanyang takes first as usual and Kranji takes second. Well, but I'm happy for the cgirls getting third (; and thankyou bgirls for forking out time and support us each time. sec 1 training tmr after sch xd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;COMMON TESTS UPDATES (;&lt;br /&gt;Well, common tests are just plainly, thin papers of horrid. In actual fact, not that bad luh, its tiring though. Rest assure, cause freedom's here, tomorrow is the last day of commontests. Applause, please (; lol. I've got my results for my first few papers back, sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;• Geography -15/20 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;• Literature - 17/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Darn fed up with E,Lit test. 1/2 mark more to an A2!-.= wth. had physics paper today, left two questions blank, not enough time to finish writing=x and i haven't even read the book my cl teacher assigned me to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, decided to upload some photos, .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170179011779178258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8Aqax5HLxI/AAAAAAAAAdM/HO111W1qbyw/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took this sometime ago while walking from after training. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170181060478578530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8AsSB5HL2I/AAAAAAAAAd0/SruLJ7hx4es/s320/Image129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nanhua school hall. i love this place,ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170903413848223746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8K9Qh5HMAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/q0YoCce5rE4/s320/Image134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coach b'day. shuttlers used shuttles to create wordings on the floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170915774764101682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8LIgB5HMDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/wp_1NGXIvos/s320/Image131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coach b'day cake xp &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170915779059068994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8LIgR5HMEI/AAAAAAAAAfk/9wF_hafRBk8/s320/Image133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cake pic 2 (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170179024664080194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8Aqbh5HL0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/V5KdpfH3M80/s320/Image112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;new year buffet lunch. random garden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170179016074145570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8AqbB5HLyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/eTjfUdbSjvw/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random new year buffet pic2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170178998894276354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8AqaB5HLwI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2vM8RgYWIoI/s320/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love this the most, newyear buffet pic 3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170179020369112882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8AqbR5HLzI/AAAAAAAAAdc/2yBtUNhh0fg/s320/Image111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like this too, new year pic 4. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8K9PR5HL8I/AAAAAAAAAek/Gr8JYTTUZxo/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170903392373387202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8K9PR5HL8I/AAAAAAAAAek/Gr8JYTTUZxo/s320/Image063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bleh, random. new year pic5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8K9Ph5HL9I/AAAAAAAAAes/ZsHWEA9lk9Q/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170903396668354514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8K9Ph5HL9I/AAAAAAAAAes/ZsHWEA9lk9Q/s320/Image071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love the light (; new year pic 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8K9QB5HL-I/AAAAAAAAAe0/Es7N-nup1XA/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8K9QB5HL_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/umfdYXHtfTM/s1600-h/Image093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170903405258289138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8K9QB5HL_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/umfdYXHtfTM/s320/Image093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ugly creation by me (; new year pic 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170180553672437586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8Ar0h5HL1I/AAAAAAAAAds/wwpL7hTnpyk/s320/Image091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this, icecream made by jieh. newyearpic 8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170915757584232466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8LIfB5HMBI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BBAye_xwu80/s320/Image114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;lovelovelove this, . new year pic9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170915766174167074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8LIfh5HMCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/TSf9WVLy1qs/s320/Image143.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;random (; 4 flavoured rubberbands, . lol. nh.rians should recognise lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end, nhbt jiayou!. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-822505084703540425?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/822505084703540425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=822505084703540425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/822505084703540425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/822505084703540425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/02/sometimes-i-wonder-if-i-ever-posessed.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R8Aqax5HLxI/AAAAAAAAAdM/HO111W1qbyw/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-2190832255694731013</id><published>2008-02-19T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:32:23.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Common tests, common tests, common tests. As though I'm screaming my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, . I seriously am lagging behind. I shall blabber about my current status and life then. Current status : Slack, tired, worried, frustrated, dozing off, oh missing trainings. Life, well I shall start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainings : Bleh, shuang lah. In fact, I miss trainings. &amp;amp;the next training is thursday, and today is tuesday, oh for goodness, . Oh yeah. I've been busy with tournaments, tests and trainings. of course, I do other things like eat, play, drink, slack and poot. Lol,. Alright, regarding th zonals. Cgirls won all four opponents consisting of b.batok sec, swiss , fuhua and commonwealth. xp ii'm so happy . Cboys won fuhua ( i know this news is late, my seniors posted it infinite years ago..). and kranji (; but we're still great, cboys achieved 2nd (; its feels so damn niceee. yeah,. going to support the cboys, and watching their match was pure excitement. Shuanhock and Nicholas move damn fast in court, o.oo \. anyway, train-ing home with xinying and xinyi was great. even though they got off at cck, but it was great to have their company la (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find the seniors really nice, (; i just found out how good it feels to be laughing and chitchatting along with the others. &amp;amp;went out with jane and yaying today. had lunch, took prints and studied lit. bought keychains for th seniors as gd luck charms, still racking my brains on how to start writing the notes,. and yeah. ventured home. jane and yaying boarded the jurongeast train and i went : this is going to terminate at yewtee leh, . not going clementi leh. they went : i know, nvr mind, go and come back again. and i was like lol/. ahaha. anyway, had a fun time with them, .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and for the upcoming match, tournaments and tests . .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NHBT JIAYOU♥. !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badminton, the obsession that lived (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-2190832255694731013?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2190832255694731013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=2190832255694731013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2190832255694731013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2190832255694731013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/02/common-tests-common-tests-common-tests.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-1485750106385512203</id><published>2008-02-02T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T22:50:30.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh, ilovetrainings, even though i played like shit today. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late today, and rushed to clementi for my favourite porridge as breakfast, oh, yay-ness/. and saw a senior at clementi central buying breakfast, too. drank tehsi, lol♥.car-ed to school, up the stairs and saw the others (; yay yay, xinying asked if i cut my hair,  i replied no =x then many others arrived,. read newspapers, and bleh, skip ( five plus hours passed,. ) . training over. lol. the auntie who came groaning at the sight of the dustin filled with thrash, her reaction was so hilarious. anyway, i keesiao, so need not bother (; &amp;amp;walkedd to clementi central with mewleng, and manddy , chitchating. reached liao, mewleng and mandy and the others went macc, i train-ed home xp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhkay, thats my day, oh byebye (; ii keesiao todayy. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-1485750106385512203?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1485750106385512203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=1485750106385512203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/1485750106385512203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/1485750106385512203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-ilovetrainings-even-though-i-played.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-8680259485105958204</id><published>2008-02-01T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:27:21.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R6M5CB5BhgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/k74CspvzAEU/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162032304926852610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R6M5CB5BhgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/k74CspvzAEU/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one belonging to the dawn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R6M5Ch5BhhI/AAAAAAAAAc8/SwhOZV2Esv4/s1600-h/Image088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162032313516787218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R6M5Ch5BhhI/AAAAAAAAAc8/SwhOZV2Esv4/s320/Image088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the obsession deep within that lived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nanhua is the love. this love, comes from deep inside, one that overwhelms that of unity. that year, is now, gone. everyone stays, but her, her schemes, her voices. i'm glad i chose this path, because for now, at least i know, i'm out, of her reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-8680259485105958204?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8680259485105958204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=8680259485105958204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8680259485105958204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8680259485105958204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-belonging-to-dawn.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R6M5CB5BhgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/k74CspvzAEU/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-6291051245015490407</id><published>2008-01-25T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:21:25.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't want this friendship to end. Even if it takes all for it to be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-6291051245015490407?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6291051245015490407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=6291051245015490407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/6291051245015490407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/6291051245015490407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-want-this-friendship-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-8040831240443238805</id><published>2008-01-21T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:22:43.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the exhaustion of life, more than just a fatal one. training started not long ago. i've not been my usual self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time she starts her sighs, those words of blame, I just feel like breaking down on the court itself. She make mistakes too, there's no doubt about that; Everyone does. Yet it seems as if I'm the only one making mistakes. I could tell the hesitation in her eyes when she was told to partner me. I know I'm of average, no one could be much clearer than myself. I, myself, is of absolute desperation to be of the standard I once was. I'm desperate, do you even get it/. I'm grateful to those seniors who extended their help from within, telling me the way I ought to play in. Tell me how should I make everyone happy. Tell me how should I block out those voices in my head calling out to me. Tell me, how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-8040831240443238805?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8040831240443238805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=8040831240443238805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8040831240443238805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8040831240443238805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/01/exhaustion-of-life-more-than-just-fatal.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-3297762716020554037</id><published>2008-01-14T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:09:37.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi/.&lt;br /&gt;Life is such a torment these days, how I hoped school hours would be shorter, oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite busy busy busy, so I can't meet up with the 6A-ians that often already. I'm starting to breakaway from the bond, alright. &amp;amp;I'm really sorry for it, I don't wish to do so as well. Just that I'm not seeing them as much as I used to because of my work, I'm starting to lag behind from those 6A-ians, I just hope to be high like the old times, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though life now is harder than what I used to be going through, I shall strive, okay (; &amp;amp;We shall strive together in our secondary school life, people/. If you're making the effort, then I ought to do so as well. &amp;amp;yeah, a last note, it doesn't matter how long ago I last blogged, just remeber Qian ♥es you (;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm stating to talk too much lately and getting people pissed off. I'm pestering them, (well, I suppose so), even though when they're busy with their homework. Lols, but I really wish to talk to them. Spend more time with them, and know more about them, for I don't really understand most of the people around me =x I seriously want, want, want, want, a real, real, real, real good friend that I could confide in. Yet in everyone I see, I could only be that 1% (;  ..  I want to be part of other people's lives, I need to venture out of my imaginary world nowwww. So yeah, please, keep in contact, people. especially &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6A-ians&lt;/span&gt;. I seriously do not want to lose contact with you guys just because of our hectic lifestyles. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seniors&lt;/span&gt;, the same to you guys as well, I feel that I'm such a bad junior that I've spent lesser time talking to you guys, so I need to spend each moment and time I have to talk to you people. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Juniors&lt;/span&gt;, I'm seriously sorry for not spending time with you all, but I shall promise to visit you guys someday... k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qianling shall make this wish one and for all. I hope for you guys to be back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-3297762716020554037?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3297762716020554037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=3297762716020554037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/3297762716020554037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/3297762716020554037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-7385280769184344601</id><published>2008-01-08T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:02:16.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And, Hi. I'm back with my hands on the keyboard, yea (;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still getting along fine in NanHua, still trying to adapt though.&lt;br /&gt;But, I've met quite a number of nice and easy to get-along people in 108. So, life's getting along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a New Year Resolution to myself, alright. I ain't certain about a person's time on Earth, as yeah, I ought to make each day seems as if its the last, and live life to its fullest. I can't give a hundred percent of guaranteed that I will succeed, but at least I'll try (; For I shall at least keep to my words for that few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to people who aren't really getting along well or are feeling left out in school, those 6A-ians, let me be Aunt Agony for once, (; I know you guys are leading a tough life, trying to get adapted to life over at your side. We shall always keep in contact alright. I know I'm not really good at saying such things, as in I'm not exactly feeling what you guys are feeling, right/. So yeah, HuiEr, this special dedication to you, those people ain't worth your tears. Stop getting your cells killed and dehydrating yourself  because of those people. Ignore their words, though they're somewhat harsh. I know its not easy to do so, but yeah. They don't treasure you, they don't think you're capable of what you can, they don't believe in what you can do, they don't trust you at all, well, I do. Alright, so cheer up, and just, don't give a damn to them uh. I suggest you telling your teacher in charge, afterall, those freeloaders aren't people really good to deal with. An adult would work, stop carrying these burdens yourself, you either get a hunchback, or you'll fall sick. Alright, Cleo, for your side, a dedication as well. People who showed your their absurd ignorance, just try to bear with it somehow. Afterall, there as seniors in your school which would really care, right (; Such as you said, the angel who is writing to you, and more. Find someone who you can confide in, (; I believe your class would have someone who cares and that you would soon adapt to the school itself. Blur sotong, wake up, wake up. Its time to do so, alright. if only those people could just spare you from that attitude of theirs, I believe life could be better, I suppose so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, guys. I'm sorry if I've written anything offensive. and I'm sorry for any of the mediocre english I've used and blahblahblah. Alright, I've to get up at 5.45am daily so, I ought to get my beauty sleep( wth), and yeah, see you guys next time. Miss Panda Chow would be the last thing you guys would have of me, so don't even hope or wish for it. ANTI-PANDA EYES, gogo qian (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently awaiting the comeback of a senior, yeah. Well, quite a few days though. I've been told to do things that are more fruitful, xp. So yeah, I'm going to sleep, (fruitful thing, like real xp), Alright, Bye. replies some other day, sorry ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-7385280769184344601?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7385280769184344601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=7385280769184344601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7385280769184344601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7385280769184344601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-5198957423951607684</id><published>2008-01-04T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T23:47:45.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meaningless trips.</title><content type='html'>S108/.&lt;br /&gt;I'm without my enthusiasm in school. It was already the third day in Nan Hua and I can't seem to get interested in anything; Be it class cheers, responding to the S.Councilor's words or etc. My reaction gets real slow these days, my brain's working at such a slow pace. Life slows down. I'm needing my sleep, alright. As in, I'm sleeping almost twelve each night. And I almost dozed off, listening to the lady speaking in a monotoneus tone during the CCA briefing. I'm real dead beat. The only people I sort of open my mouth to was Paul, the Chairman sitting next to me, and Regina, the Vice- Chairman. We exchange short conversations, though. The rest of the people seems as though they're part of my life, yet non-exsisting. Perhaps, they exist, yet for that few moments, known as aquintances. I'm still trying to jam those names of the people in my class right into my brain. For , I know quite a few, at least me remembering their faces though.&lt;br /&gt;At least, I made the effort. Class Picnic in the canteen today. There I was, sitting like an absolute idiot on that yellow bench. I'm in this mess where I'm not sure of what to do, where to gather after breaks, and etc. Open up your mouth and ask, Stupid QL=.- Dead, dead, dead tired. I was blogsurfing today, and somehow, I got to some of the blogs belonging to NHS.Councilors. Forget about that, they don't know me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h5"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHERYL &lt;/u&gt;: Hi, jieh. Happy New Year, xp. I do hope to smile more too (; Love you,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JIAYING&lt;/u&gt; : Hi, Jiaying. Good luck in Rivervalley, Thankyou. Missed ya guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JOEY&lt;/u&gt; : It doesn't matter though, all the best. Happy new Year, old friend (; Missed you dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NICODEMUS&lt;/u&gt; : Happy New Year, Nico. Have fun in ChungCheng, though. Take good care of yourself, alright. I want that energetic Nico back, not the vomitting one. get well soon, eh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NORMAN&lt;/u&gt; : Happy New Year, old deskmate (; Have fun in HwaChong, alright. tyty!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SZEMIN&lt;/u&gt; : hello, szemin. I'll better warn you, I'm not xiaoputao or whatever uh. Take that off ah!. At least use a nicer name bah, putao so NAN TING. I hint hint you ah, I like fruitjuices eh. Missed your laughter, its makes me laugh harder, though. Anyway, happy new year and mug hard for p6 eh!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be having a CCA Extravaganza tmr in the morning. People, do sms me often, alright. I seriously missed you guys that much, and I definitely don't want to doze off during school hours. Thankyou guys so much,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-5198957423951607684?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5198957423951607684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=5198957423951607684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5198957423951607684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5198957423951607684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/01/meaningless-trips.html' title='meaningless trips.'/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-1798619295453989968</id><published>2008-01-03T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:07:39.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't want it this way, shit.&lt;br /&gt;i'm pissed with myself, just look at my damn attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;you'll know the reason why everyone felt that way to her.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to explode and collapse with all these sooner or later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-1798619295453989968?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1798619295453989968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=1798619295453989968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/1798619295453989968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/1798619295453989968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-want-it-this-way-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-8502018571188241840</id><published>2007-12-31T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:41:53.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Primary school life ended. 2007's coming to an end. Today's the last day of 2007, gosh. I didn't know time could rob that much from us. But anyway, all I could do is, give you guys the warmest blessings and wishes for a great new year, alright (; I shall call people to wish them a happy new year, when th clock strikes twelve, yeah. Hope that no one's sleeping, or it'll be way bad to call them in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, have a great year ahead, and all the best in your future endeavours, cheers (; &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata, byebye (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-8502018571188241840?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8502018571188241840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=8502018571188241840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8502018571188241840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8502018571188241840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/primary-school-life-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-4046852656772382181</id><published>2007-12-31T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T18:16:52.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A HAPPY POST, even though I'm sick =.-</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I feel really bad about not blogging for so long.&lt;br /&gt;♥Was quite busy these days, town-ed on Sunday with my family. Shopped at Bugis Junction &amp;amp; Bugis Street. This absurd uncle caught me snapping the huge word, Bugis Street. He made this damn sarcastic remark saying, -&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;take pictures of Bugis Street, first time here is it&lt;/span&gt;-, followed by that sickening diao-ing face of his. C'mon luh, &lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;I snapped it for the sake of keeping it as a remembrance, okay. It doesn't mean you've been here before, you can't take a damn picture=.&lt;/span&gt; I got so f*k-ed up pissed, and rolled my eyes infront of him, cursing him behind his back, duh. Car-ed back to Lot One, signed up for membership at Zinc, dinner-ed. At th end of th day, Jieh and I each bought a Zinc bag. Mine was a shoulderbag, while hers being a backpack. Car-ed home. &lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;I started to feel unwell, as in, sneezing and coughing, etc&lt;/span&gt;. I just grabbed this thermometer on th desk, and took my temperature. Then, I was wondering, wtf, was that thermometer the one I dropped on th ground=. &amp;amp;I got paraniod, started rantting about if I would die, due to th mercury that could have leaked out from th tip of th thermometer. &amp;amp;Gosh, I prayed before I slept. Seriously, who wanna be killed by liquid mercury in th thermometer, like gosh, if it happens, though. well, I would never want to close my eyes, and find myself in another dimension, one that I'm not familar with, the other world=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning, and was relieved to know I'm alive. Its getting serious, though. Well, I got to admit though, flu had hit me again. Its like, &lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;thrice in two months&lt;/span&gt;, wt-hell/. Got busy with some schooling stuff. &amp;amp;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;I vomited in th car, diao&lt;/span&gt;. I'm well now though, or why the hell should I be blogging now. Car-ed back to 253, for th doctor's visit. I took my weight, and I lost one kg, diao=. I'm going to need my jieh's inhaler for a few days, though. When th doctor said I could use my jieh's inhaler, I was like, wtf, am I asthmatic/. He said it was genetic, argh. Anyway, car-ed home. Took my medicine, and uploaded pictures. I'm like, &lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;having nosebleed&lt;/span&gt;, again/. Nah, it is usual, in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,I'm here blogging, shall reply to loads of tags today, I'm missed you guys truckloads. I'm desparate want to see those familar names in my Message Inbox, these days. &amp;amp;Yeah, uploaded pictures, take your time, &amp;amp;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;tata♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i4mzSEbGI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ntqpzLOVNd0/s1600-h/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150069150638697570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i4mzSEbGI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ntqpzLOVNd0/s320/Image103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i4WTSEbFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/y1y8QuN4bgU/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150068867170856018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i4WTSEbFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/y1y8QuN4bgU/s320/Image096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i4HzSEbEI/AAAAAAAAAcM/y5ou02RiJFo/s1600-h/Image094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150068618062752834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i4HzSEbEI/AAAAAAAAAcM/y5ou02RiJFo/s320/Image094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i3UTSEbDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/fgwK_TYEhxA/s1600-h/Image093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150067733299489842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i3UTSEbDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/fgwK_TYEhxA/s320/Image093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i2yjSEbCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/CnzaL-LHzvM/s1600-h/Image089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150067153478904866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i2yjSEbCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/CnzaL-LHzvM/s320/Image089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i2SjSEbBI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5nP_nsBEXII/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150066603723090962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i2SjSEbBI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5nP_nsBEXII/s320/Image086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i01jSEbAI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sjvSDeSFTCs/s1600-h/Image084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150065005995256834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i01jSEbAI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sjvSDeSFTCs/s320/Image084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i0OTSEa_I/AAAAAAAAAbk/yU2VTgaZbEw/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150064331685391346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i0OTSEa_I/AAAAAAAAAbk/yU2VTgaZbEw/s320/Image078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3iz3DSEa-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/QMDZkIx-lx8/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150063932253432802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3iz3DSEa-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/QMDZkIx-lx8/s320/Image077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3iyxTSEa9I/AAAAAAAAAbU/wg2HCo5242A/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150062733957557202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3iyxTSEa9I/AAAAAAAAAbU/wg2HCo5242A/s320/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3ix_jSEa8I/AAAAAAAAAbM/VUon9TVtJu0/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150061879259065282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3ix_jSEa8I/AAAAAAAAAbM/VUon9TVtJu0/s320/Image070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3ix5DSEa7I/AAAAAAAAAbE/4zUZmvOZTx0/s1600-h/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150061767589915570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3ix5DSEa7I/AAAAAAAAAbE/4zUZmvOZTx0/s320/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3ixlzSEa6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/zsYRSriTNlU/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150061436877433762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3ixlzSEa6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/zsYRSriTNlU/s320/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;ALYSSA&lt;/span&gt;: Its th first time, you've tagged me. But anyway, hi, junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;CHERYL&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks for visiting, jieh. Haven't been hearing from you lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;CLEO&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, hi. thanks for coming to tag, lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;DEREK&lt;/span&gt;: hi, okay (; thankyou for th best wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;HUIER&lt;/span&gt;: siao zha bor, don't come here siao on my cbox, eh. diaodiao =.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;JASMINE&lt;/span&gt;: hi, good luck to your future endeavours as well (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;JIAYING&lt;/span&gt;: hi, shall link you asap (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;JOEY&lt;/span&gt;: hi hi, tyty. come often to tag, worh (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;KRISADA&lt;/span&gt;: I'm not that depressed, duh. Thanks for coming, di.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;LIZHEN&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;NICODEMUS&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, Merry Merry Th Christmas, even though Its quite late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;NORMAN&lt;/span&gt;: thankyou, for coming (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;QIANTING&lt;/span&gt;: diao, ii'm in th house luh, tell me face to face luh, no sincerity =. lolx. thanks for coming, uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#C6FC00;"&gt;SZEMIN&lt;/span&gt;: hi hi, (; ehh, ii'm not xiaoputao or whatever it is luh, you're th laughing girl, luh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;goodbye, again (; ii missed you guys truckloads ;( if you guys are free, sms me or call me kay/. I miss Unity, luh. I miss th voices I hear back then,. ♥. and zaijian. wo ai ni men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-4046852656772382181?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4046852656772382181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=4046852656772382181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/4046852656772382181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/4046852656772382181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-post-even-though-im-sick.html' title='A HAPPY POST, even though I&apos;m sick =.-'/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3i4mzSEbGI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ntqpzLOVNd0/s72-c/Image103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-6988592538218249222</id><published>2007-12-29T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T18:24:28.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm happy, because you &lt;u&gt;think&lt;/u&gt; I am. Happiness was not here to be.&lt;br /&gt;Long have I realised the malevolent truth, yet I denied its presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3X3ZzSEa2I/AAAAAAAAAac/_pG9lD3V9fU/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149292749400599314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3X2eTSEaxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/s4dZkoL-ujY/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149292959853996834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3X2qjSEayI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pSr12rB9JsM/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149294467387517826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3X4CTSEa4I/AAAAAAAAAas/H7Lrf_epmMU/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149338654011059090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3YgOTSEa5I/AAAAAAAAAa0/LG_hRVjVDgc/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3X3BDSEa0I/AAAAAAAAAaM/n8Q7PQPKVQY/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-6988592538218249222?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6988592538218249222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=6988592538218249222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/6988592538218249222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/6988592538218249222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-happy-because-you-think-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3X2eTSEaxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/s4dZkoL-ujY/s72-c/Image022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-8150852107482162605</id><published>2007-12-25T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:25:08.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147917676966079218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3ET2jSEavI/AAAAAAAAAZk/pZk-Qvk3LZ8/s320/Image204EDITED..JPG" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&amp;amp;yoyohihi. i'm uber high today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;today's christmas (; merry merry th christmas, yeah/. my mood changed for the better, though. Was conferencing with LEON &amp;amp; CLEO last night til two in th morning. Th three of us were counting down time to Christmas. Cracked jokes and crapped along the way. I was laughing like a siaozhabor, luh. A lunatic laughing over the phone. My mood was way better than other times. CLEO&amp;amp;I pranked LEON, where his reaction became damn hilarious and funny( Sorry, Leon!). Bwahah, its just us and our evil schemes to prank him. &amp;amp;Started calling people in the middle of th night to wish them Merry Christmas. I want, I want, more conferences (; Phone calls, eh(; I used to have such a phone calls/conference life, but I gave it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stayed at home, packed the house, on Christmas. like what th heck. pissed off. bad mood luh. I finished packing le, k. Then she comes around and start picking on these and that. Argh,. Then went out for dinner at Lot One. Sms-ed, roamed the mall aimlessly for sometime, got home. Bathed, and tio nosebleed, lol. Msn-ed both of my seniors (; Then, I'm writing this current sentence. It was basically a fun two days luh, (; How I wished everyday would be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jieh wants me to load ISWAK2, argh. But I want to msn neh,. Anyway, this ought to be a happy post. Byebye (; Keep those tags coming in ah, woainiMEN.(;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p.s: ii'm so sorry, tags tomorrow reply, hao mah?. sorry, i going to go off liao ;( please please please .. ;( ok bye ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/860863800587868535-8150852107482162605?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8150852107482162605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=8150852107482162605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8150852107482162605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8150852107482162605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-uber-high-today.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R3ET2jSEavI/AAAAAAAAAZk/pZk-Qvk3LZ8/s72-c/Image204EDITED..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-5822702339991091367</id><published>2007-12-24T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T18:26:14.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forget it luh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_WszSEatI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QhCxp02r88E/s1600-h/Image193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147568964276349650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_WszSEatI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QhCxp02r88E/s320/Image193.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_UEDSEasI/AAAAAAAAAZM/NBmwwfYSn6E/s1600-h/Image171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147566065173424834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_UEDSEasI/AAAAAAAAAZM/NBmwwfYSn6E/s320/Image171.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_THzSEarI/AAAAAAAAAZE/4VGP-RqYN_s/s1600-h/Image169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147565030086306482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_THzSEarI/AAAAAAAAAZE/4VGP-RqYN_s/s320/Image169.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_TADSEaqI/AAAAAAAAAY8/1a8NlNBTn60/s1600-h/Image170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147564896942320290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="121" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_TADSEaqI/AAAAAAAAAY8/1a8NlNBTn60/s320/Image170.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_SqDSEapI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RxPVwMVLMyc/s1600-h/Image175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147564518985198226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_SqDSEapI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RxPVwMVLMyc/s320/Image175.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_SfjSEaoI/AAAAAAAAAYs/gOyY46yHFx0/s1600-h/Image174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147564338596571778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_SfjSEaoI/AAAAAAAAAYs/gOyY46yHFx0/s320/Image174.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_R7zSEanI/AAAAAAAAAYk/VMwNnSE1oa0/s1600-h/Image165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147563724416248434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_R7zSEanI/AAAAAAAAAYk/VMwNnSE1oa0/s320/Image165.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147563286329584226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="121" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_RiTSEamI/AAAAAAAAAYc/lLgPBt87Xsk/s320/Image197.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_RUzSEalI/AAAAAAAAAYU/woW3MYHWofc/s1600-h/SP_A0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147563054401350226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_RUzSEalI/AAAAAAAAAYU/woW3MYHWofc/s320/SP_A0334.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_QaDSEaiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/u3b2lhCGpdE/s1600-h/Image168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147562045084035618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_QaDSEaiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/u3b2lhCGpdE/s320/Image168.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shit hell, pissed off luh.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's the same. you're no exception. A big round applause for your great pretendance, a great show, and a fabulous brain to figure out how envious I would be. I ain't whom you think I am. Its time to be disappointed at someone you've known for so long, me. &amp;amp;to think I'm stupid enough to fall for your schemes. I'm envious, but who bothers. No one does. Just try saying you guys bother about how I'm feeling, and I'll be turned off by your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥WEll, Its Christmas, afterall. MERRYCHRISTMAS. &amp;amp;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-5822702339991091367?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5822702339991091367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=5822702339991091367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5822702339991091367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5822702339991091367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/shit-hell-pissed-off-luh.html' title='forget it luh.'/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2_WszSEatI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QhCxp02r88E/s72-c/Image193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-7720731147155655919</id><published>2007-12-22T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T23:37:58.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST ANOTHER TYPICAL DAY.</title><content type='html'>I'm talking on the phone. My mood's back to zero, square one. I'm pissed off again. No one knows luh. Shit. Shit. Shit. Ever tried to be the best yet nothing seem to work/. It seems so that no matter how hard I try, friends just aren't meant to be part of my life. Life wasn't meant to be easy anyway. I'm in this damn foul mood again. Yeahyeah, call me sicko, attentionseeker for all I care. Who would really step out and give a f now. Pardon me for the vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: Hi jieh, I couldn't find the reason for being positive when everything around me makes me negative. Gosh, thanks for coming anyway. Love you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Derek&lt;/span&gt; : Hi Senior, Christmas ought to be fun for you people. Just that, I've no mood for Christmas. Except for me fancying those lightings along those streets. I'm always in a bad mood though, no doubt; You'll know sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;neoszemin(;&lt;/span&gt; : merrychristmas to you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;peishan ;D&lt;/span&gt; : Hi Senior, no matter what school I'll go, lets keep in contact, alright. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ALY(;&lt;/span&gt; : thankyou. are you alyssa or alycia?. May I ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;charmaiine&lt;/span&gt; : thankyou for coming. smile always, even though I'm not the one doing so. Anyway, merrychristmas too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Valerie ;)&lt;/span&gt; : thankyou. good luck to you in raffles as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hui Er&lt;/span&gt; : I look fugly in whatever angle you take, alright, yuck. I just thought of those headings for my blog though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, replied to tags already. I'm tired of life, argh. Someone, sos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-7720731147155655919?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7720731147155655919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=7720731147155655919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7720731147155655919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7720731147155655919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-another-typical-day.html' title='JUST ANOTHER TYPICAL DAY.'/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-3224445439488087310</id><published>2007-12-21T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T23:58:49.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>word's ain't the right term to describe how i'm feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;♥/. as promised, pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146424973967255906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vGPzSEaWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/fKPRLuAxbHM/s320/MrDin%266A%2707+(%3B.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mrdin;vale;huier;cleo;jas;qian &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146430359856245170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vLJTSEabI/AAAAAAAAAXE/egBk_itejLE/s320/17.12.2007cCleo%27sHouse..jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a dvd's reflection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146429303294290338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vKLzSEaaI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xZN4_H5zuws/s320/Vale%26Me..jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;valeriie; qian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146424342607063346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vFrDSEaTI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Gao5jdOg89M/s320/Huier%26Ching.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;huier; chingyee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146424561650395458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vF3zSEaUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/hn904Vf3QvI/s320/Image110.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vale's cousin's dogg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146433357743417810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vN3zSEadI/AAAAAAAAAXU/IRMkaVVwjvQ/s320/ValerChalet%2707DespicableLiars.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chalet; sand scribbles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146424750628956498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vGCzSEaVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/_WKUGZFKWLA/s320/ValerChalet%2707Sea.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chalet; a distant sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146433069980608962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vNnDSEacI/AAAAAAAAAXM/9BDbJ1lVUNA/s320/ValerChalet%2707BangBang.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chalet; light's forbidden path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146424179398306082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vFhjSEaSI/AAAAAAAAAV8/skGJ_UYc030/s320/ValerChalet%2707Sights..jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chalet; ii♥sights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146433765765310946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vOPjSEaeI/AAAAAAAAAXc/I5fa8rwjS4k/s320/ValerChalet%2707Us.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chalet; a 3sided romance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146425257435097458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vGgTSEaXI/AAAAAAAAAWk/fUQ35lQX7qY/s320/ValeChalet%2707..jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;chalet; mangroove trees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146443326362511874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vW8DSEagI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8NRCgSugSbI/s320/TeaParty%2707Me5..jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;home; random ugly pic of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Gosh, I'm back to posting. My mood's sort of better now, after talking to my seniors. I'm sick in the head, sick in the head. I ought to continue on the ClassBlog, Cheryl's and Joey's. I'm wasting time, wasting life. Sometimes I wonder if I'll wake up the next morning, thus trying to live my life to the fullest each day. Yet each time, I wake up to find disruptions and problems in my path, in full attempts to complicate my life. Argh, forget about that. It just corrupts my mood to post, but I'm alright now. The registering of S1 was today. I reported on time, PeiShan was the prefect incharge of my class. Honestly, her specs were damn nice, and femine. {Peishan, see I'm so nice (;. }. &amp;amp;Registered, and some of the boring stuff. Got home, ventured out once more in the late afternoon for badminton with the usual. We were discussing about the S1 posting programmes and whether our school's programmes differ. And among ourselves, I'm the only one going to a mixed school. Well, I'll definitely feel strange to be going to a new environment that differs much more, much more from the previous primary school. No boys in sight would feel weird, perhaps you could say I'm just a sicko to be thinking about such things, but I'm been interacting with boys the past six years though, and I'll miss those verbal fights and teases made by them if I were to go a girlschool.. It'll surely be strange right,. So, I'm against myself going to a girlschool. Yet, HuiEr and Cleo made their girlschool seemed perfect. Anyway, I've made my choice already, so be it. I'm fine with it, though. &amp;amp;After some time, Nico arrived. Lingled around for sometime, and got home before the darkness enveloped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Dinner time, porridge (; I've in love with porridge, and I'm an absurd person in the sense that I kept adding pepper into the porridge after a few spoonfuls of it. Alright, I shall reply to tags tomorrow, I'm so sorry. A thousand apologies to Cheryl, Derek, Szemin, Peishan, Charmaine and Aly for now replying to your tags today. Its gonna be midnight, &amp;amp;I got to go. Tags tomorrow, nightz♥. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-3224445439488087310?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3224445439488087310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=3224445439488087310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/3224445439488087310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/3224445439488087310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/words-aint-right-term-to-describe-how.html' title='word&apos;s ain&apos;t the right term to describe how i&apos;m feeling.'/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R2vGPzSEaWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/fKPRLuAxbHM/s72-c/MrDin%266A%2707+(%3B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-2103222448511391122</id><published>2007-12-20T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:42:32.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick. tired. of this life of mine.</title><content type='html'>New skin. New images. Old life. Dead sick for my lifestyle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I ought to appreciate whatever I have. Just that this kind of a lifestyle is going to get me in the grave sooner or later. I'm not in the kind of mood to write about my life, for I see it as such a pathetic one. I'm desperate for the past. My decisions no longer makes sense. Tell me the reason why does she always get her way. Tell me the reasons behind the concerns she gets. Tell me so, because I couldn't get the answers out of my head. I've always been emphasizing on the world turning against me. Now have I realised, I'm turning myself against the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall reply to tags the next time I blog, I'm reluctant to upload those pictures, call me lazy hypocrite, whatsoever. &amp;Goodbye, I'm in a foul mood. Someone, grant me a reminiscing wish for christmas. Even though I don't celebrate Christmas,♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off, from blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-2103222448511391122?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2103222448511391122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=2103222448511391122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2103222448511391122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2103222448511391122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/sick-tired-of-this-life-of-mine.html' title='sick. tired. of this life of mine.'/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-7079121298904688788</id><published>2007-12-14T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T22:57:57.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sights&amp; reminiscences of the old♥/-.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;-And, Its me posting again, Obviously it had to be me. its been two days since I've blogged. Yeah, and I'm sitting around at home, watching Taiwan Dramas. Argh, what a foolish thing to be doing, wasting time, aw. I've started watching WhyWhyLove♥ yesterday, and I managed to chiong through it. I'm estimating to be finishing it tomorrow, two episodes left (; Uploaded some pictures from my phone, shall reply to tags after that♥/-.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Image031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeyore meant for charmaine;xmas gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Image026-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close up of teddy; signaturebear2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Image029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back view; teddies♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Image017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;front view; teddies♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Enlightened.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunset; 14december♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Image040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huier-me-rachelle; 6dec. outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Image053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takashimaya fair; toys♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Image044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takashimaya fair; camwhorin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Image043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhenyi; 6th dec outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/KoreanPhraseBook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my korean phrase book; i wanna learn (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and now. replies for tags ((; ♥.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="header2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peishan :D &lt;/strong&gt;: hello♥,.thanks for tagging, seniorx!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joey &lt;/strong&gt;: hello♥, meinu. come tag often ah, don't argue with me ((; you knwo whats gonna happen. okay luh, jkjk. yr blogskin i do halfway lerh ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valerie &lt;/strong&gt;: hello!♥, thanks for tagging ah (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tingting &lt;/strong&gt;: hello! you're linked (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLEEO :)) &lt;/strong&gt;: hello, thankx for tagging ((; you can find a skin as nice as this de mahx♥,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nico &lt;/strong&gt;: hello!♥, thanks for coming to tag, nothing to do ah, blogsurf bah (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaiz. &lt;/strong&gt;: hello!♥,. thank you. (; actually hor, nagiv. as in //?-,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hui Er &lt;/strong&gt;: hello,!♥, go update your blog luhx, x) xp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheryl &lt;/strong&gt;: hello,!♥ jieh, thankx for coming, orhh!/. update yr blog ah!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xiiaomaine &lt;/strong&gt;: hello!x. thanks for coming eh♥. relinked you liaox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kris &lt;/strong&gt;: hello♥!. thanks for coming, didi. bleh, must come often ah, (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehh, waking up early tmr morning, kays(; byes♥,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-7079121298904688788?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7079121298904688788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=7079121298904688788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7079121298904688788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7079121298904688788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/sights-reminiscences-of-old.html' title='sights&amp; reminiscences of the old♥/-.'/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-8455811138775618900</id><published>2007-12-12T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T19:21:02.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-♥.blog reopened</title><content type='html'>Alright, a thousand apologies on not posting over such a long period. I'm weird in the sense that I need quite some time to edit and make skins which ended up fking useless. So now, I'm using a skin made my someone else. I just couldn't find any inspirations for anymore of my works, zomf-gosh♥. I shall make up for those times you guys visited yet not viewing a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5thDecember,/-♥.&lt;br /&gt;The next day was the gathering with MrTeo, I was expecting to give out the farewell gifts on that day, so took a trip to WestMall. Bought Farewell gifts for my friends and a Christmas gift meant for Charmaine. Spent a bomb, I'm almost without my assets when I got home. Jieh bought magnets meant for her and her friends. Got home, started taking pictures of the gifts I bought. }I'm just fed up and lazy to post them now, yeah/. Alright, after sometime, got into bed. And, set into my slumberland, thats all for that day. Nothing unusual happened♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th December,/-♥&lt;br /&gt;Had arranged the night before with Krisada, Huier and Rachelle to go on our own with the food, rather than going together with the rest of the class. That morning, I woke up quite early and started packing my bag, getting changed and more. At 0815 in the morning, met downstairs with Rachelle and waited for HuiEr's father's car. Got into the car, and was camwhoring with HuiEr. Gave out letters and the farewell bears to Rachelle and HuiEr. Throughout the journey was all about camwhoring with HuiEr and Rachelle. Krisada was at the front seat, so we could only take pictures of him alone. We arrived at WestCoast Park and unloaded those things off the car. We then settled down at MacDonalds, waiting for the rest. HuiEr and I shared breakfast. After some time, we moved out to the tables outside. HuiEr and I started camwhoring again, zomf-gosh, while Krisada was fiddling with his phone. After some time, the rest of the class, together with some of the 6C-ians'05 arrived at WestCoast and we gathered. We fooled around, found a shelter and settled down our stuff. We were given a Free and Easy time slot to venture, soon it started to drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us climbing the pyramid ran back, drenched. Zomf-gosh, Arrived at the hut. I was cursing the rain for ruining my mood, shit. Ate some food, and watched the rest played Twister. Well, I shall skip some parts. Then, we had this Captain Ball match with 6C'05, which I thought was an absolute disaster. They're Secondary2 students, duh. We're primarysixes. I was in the game and omgosh, I'm like sinking into the sand with every step I take. So I got fed up, and replaced Norman as the Captain. Gosh, Derek &amp;amp; Ben took turns to defend, by standing right infront of me. Imagine their height alright. Cleopatra and HuiEr started screaming for the class, and yelling at Derek and Ben to move away from me. Gosh,, they were kicking sand onto them. Argh, let's skip some parts. Then, they won. It was expected alright, we're younger than them. Obviously weaker in skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, then after some time and discussion, got back to Clementi. Some of us decided to go Rachelle's house for movies. &amp;amp;things started to change, and bleh. I don't want to mention it. It gets me all irritated and annoyed. And so, watched a horror comedy and HomeAlone at Rachelle's place. The usual, YunXuan and I would be the last to leave. &amp;amp;Got Home after that, bathed, ate, slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th December,/-♥.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at eight in the morning. Made a pact with Huier the previous night. Called HuiEr, she was still in bed. I waited til eight forty, and the second time I called, she has awoken from her deep slumber. Tried to organise some activities, didn't work. So I joined Cleopatra and the rest for badminton. ChingYee was there as well. Stroke a little and played a match with Benjamin. Zomfg, I was that close to winning, zzz. Then had a match with Nicodemus, I won the first, he won the second, and the third match was nowhere. I mean, we didn't finish it. Was going to be late for Charmaine's gathering. So I went up with Cleopatra to her house, she had to change. She got all ready, but she couldn't find her gift for Charmaine. So yeah, I bought an eeyore for her the previous week, so I told Cleopatra we could give the gift to Charmaine, saying its from both of us. Then Cleopatra accompanied me to my house, she waited for me to change. She had some weird sms though, lolx. &amp;amp;Yeah, got changed, grabbed the gift and got out of the house. Both of us were late by almost an hour. Rushed to Lot One, we ran for the train.♥, Reached Lot One, waited for Charmaine's reply to find out where they were. Cleopatra and I walked around, and found them at the Arcade, along with TingFang and ShiLin. Fooled around, til the moment my sister, who was also at Lot One, got to the arcade with her badminton team-mates to find me. She wanted to scare me though, tsk. Peishan was forward first, and yeah, I said hi, and so on. Then they left. TingFang lost her pouch, consisting of her ezlink card and handphone. &amp;amp;She was panicking. We tried to find the pouch, nah, nothing seemed to help. As Cleopatra has said, we should have helped her look after her pouch. Both of us went to play SilentHill instead, gosh. Yeah, what seniors luh. Useless jerks, TingFang was like at a loss, not know what to do. reached the basement, Tingfang used Cleopatra's phone to call her mum and she had to go home immediately. All of us accompanied her to the bus stop, Shilin accompanied her home. Charmaine, Cleopatra and I stayed behind. Cleopatra and I had not taken our lunch and it was three plus. We got to KFC, and bought some food. It must been a bore going out with seniors, Charmaine wasn't talking. The atmosphere was weird, and in fact, awkward for the three of us. Jireh came to join us, and we moved off to the library. Saw this puppet show about this monster mosquito, which was totally absurd to me. It was hilarious though, I just kept giggling about it. Charmaine had to go home, and we bid her goodbye. It was raining, and sometime after she left, we were thinking, we didn't we accompany her uh. &amp;amp;Called her, told her to be careful and some stuff. Then went back to the library, tried to find The DaVinciCode, couldn't find the book. In actual fact, I couldn't find the shelf that the book was on. Anyway, bus-ed home that day and well, nothing much. had dinner and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th December/-♥.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late in the morning, was dead tired. Slept at one plus two the previous night, was busy watching WitchYooHee on DVD. Argh, and got to HuiEr's house at three I suppose. Played badminton for a while, and it started to drizzle. Got back to HuiEr's house, watched VanHelsing. Basically, no one was that interested. ChingYee and HuiEr started digging out more discs to watch. &amp;amp;the boys went off to play Xbox, gosh. Obviously I was the only one left, staring at the damn tv screen. Got sort of pissed off, about that. &amp;amp;got over, played with the boys. Chingyee and HuiEr joined as well. Fought like an ultimate idiot in the game, I died several times though. I couldn't control the character, and I started pressing the buttons randomly. Well, this sounds stupid for a beginner. &amp;amp;Had dinner at HuiEr's house. Got home at about eight plus, slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th December/-♥. aka today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and had breakfast. My sister was packing for her classchalet. I on-ed the computer, and started editing my blog til it is the state you see it is in now. &amp;amp;wasted lots of time =.- Msn-ed, and blogged. Alright, nothing much. Thats the end, I'm here typing this to you. Please leave a tag, (; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=header2&gt; I'm sick in the head I guess. It seems so that that I'm dying to see her in misery. What exactly am I trying to do, argh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-8455811138775618900?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8455811138775618900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=8455811138775618900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8455811138775618900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8455811138775618900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-reopened.html' title='-♥.blog reopened'/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-2129333482191476647</id><published>2007-12-03T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T15:32:48.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QIAN♥. This is going to be my first post for December, 2007. Thus, my archieves jumps to a new start. I'm down with flu, again. Apparently, I got it twice in two weeks. My previous was one the 18th of November, as it indicates on my tablet packagings. Argh. It seems so that the second time's pretty serious, compared to the previous. It started with the usual running nose and coughs. I slept for a few ngihts, despite those signs. And there came to Sunday morning where I woke up at six plus, and my back started aching. I can't go to sleep after that. I can't catch my breath. I stayed in bed for almost an hour, while the rest of my family continued sleeping. I struggled with it til I got to the doctor's at about ten plus. Was still trying to bear with it in the car. Afterall, the trip's not long. Its at block 253, which is about maybe, a 7minute car ride from my home. The usual doctor's not in, a lady took over. I waited for almost forty five minutes outside the clinic, whcih was like hell/. I got tag 7, and waited for fortyfive minutes, and sitting right beside me was a lady and her daugther with tag12. Gosh. Got my medicine, car-ed home and slept for the whole afternoon infront of the television. Gosh, I meant, the television was infront of me. &amp;amp;I slept infront of it/. Alright, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Apparently, on Saturday, one day before my flu got really serious, HuiEr's birthday party was on at her house. Reached at about, I could say, three plus. Got there early to help out, my bff. Ended up playing instead, which was really absurd, ain't it. Got there, and saw BffChing. Alright, I admit, I'm obviously late-. Fooled around with BffChing's new phone, gosh, its beautiful. Somehow, she doesn't really fit in. The colours were bold, black and red. Nicholas and Michelle were already there, and of course, Huier's relatives, or I should say, grandparents. Alright, whatever, I don't know a single thing. BffChing and I were tempted by the 2 containers of punchconcentrate. We're thirsty, alright/. Then we're like teasing HuiEr and Nich, lols/. Rong was on our side, hah. &amp;amp;Made the water balloons in the bathroom. My running nose was acting up. My nose was slightly red, I kept on rubbing it. Gosh, hai. Anyway, people started arriving, and more. Then brought the balloons downstairs. Then darkness enveloped, its night (; Started playing, dining, crapping, whatever. Chatted with PWen, old friend of mine. I was like, diao-ing her. Lols/. Then cake cutting, took pictures. Last event, water balloon and captains ball. Alright, it was just a lil' bit fun. Basically, I kept my balloon in my pocket and when everyone finished throwing, I threw mine. No one as there to react, you see. Lols/, it could be a foul plan. Then captains ball, I was almost like a stupid idiot, standing to watch. Lols. Rong didn't know who's in his team, thats cute/. Then it was about eleven, Dad and Mum came. Ride-d Cleo, Clare and Jireh home. Went home, bathed and slept at twelve plus. then flu relapse in the morning=.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥. I don't know what to blog about, right. Lols. Looking forward to the 6th December's outing with MrTeo. In actual fact, I'm not even sure if I can go. It just depends if I'm well enough to do so. My skate's buckle broke. I need to get to &lt;u&gt;SkateLine&lt;/u&gt; someday, to get it fixed. Inspirations for a new skin: My new slippers. Right, its stupid to be saying something like that. Okay, uploaded 2photos. I camwhored really little these days. Blur ones, not going to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Image009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE. CHIO-EST. B'DAYGIRL. with the deflated water balloons. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/huiErsBirthdayCake077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE. BIRTHDAY. CAKE. too girly, i think. lots of creme, comes lots of calories. but its nice lehh ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥pathetic blog.with pathetic tags. lols. new skin coming up soon^, could be fugly(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="head5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Szemin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: Oh, thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: Hi, sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sixian&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;HuiEr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: All these is none of my business, please don't spam my tagboard further because of such related matters. Or I shall just consider it as spamming my cbox. If you want, tag my place properly, don't come tagging whatever shit that ain't related to me. Use MSN, not MY CBOX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;whaifenn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: Hi, sister.junior.friend. lolx. thanks♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Valerie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: These kind of stupid things comes looking up in life. Yeah, ask those people to get out of my life, and I'm free (; Cool. Thanks for coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Joey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: Its way to obvious. Ask your &lt;u&gt;BELOVED ZXL&lt;/u&gt; instead, she can update you on &lt;u&gt;much more&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;u&gt;I missed out &lt;/u&gt;several things though =. Thanks for coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Not in the mood for dedications already, I don't have time. Too bad, writing letters instead. Hopefully giving them out on 6th, kkthxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-2129333482191476647?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2129333482191476647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=2129333482191476647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2129333482191476647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2129333482191476647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/12/qian.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-260895816372255536</id><published>2007-11-28T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T19:58:01.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Goodbye1edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥.wrote them down, and snapp-ed, goodbye/-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I finished watching the show today. It had some kind of a moral, perhaps I didn't knew of. Somehow, the show was quite saddening because the main character, Vic Chou, held a gun, placed it in his classmate's mouth, and released the trigger. &amp;amp;In th. show, he was only a mere twelve year old boy sent over from Taiwan to Los Angelas for studying purposes. Whatever, Its my sister's turn to watch the show. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="head5"&gt;I've been siting in this room ever since seven plus in the morning. I woke up quite early today, about six plus seven, in hope that someone might sms or call me to somewhere else, tsk/- wt-hell. I asked the previous day if I could join them, so much for being thickskinned, I've not been out of the house for long. never had I got a single call, so much for waking up early, waiting for the call or sms. &amp;amp;now that I've read her blog, they enjoyed the day, after all. Fine, never mind. I know I'm going to be an extra. I sacrificed hours of sleep for that damn thing. I slept at one plus the night before and woke up at seven. Six hour of sleep, I was hoping for a fun day out with them, or perhaps that few hours. Forget it, I'm stuck in here since morning. No one called to tell me wt-f happened. I'm totally blur til Sean told me Leon went out this afternoon. Just, how stupid am I to be waiting for that call since I woke up in the morning. &amp;amp;My phone was all along switched on, and It was by my side, the whole day. Bleh, forget it. ;whatever/-crap, it gets me dead pissed. &amp;amp;i admit, i'm stupid to believe &lt;u&gt;her&lt;/u&gt; words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;that brother of mine went online today, and he was so &lt;u&gt;nice&lt;/u&gt; to call me jie, I replied the rest of the conversation, in a pissed off manner. Bleh. ♥From now on, I shan't interfer that much. None of my business, people. Dedications, perhaps tomorrow/-. Watch out, bleh. Replies, for now. &lt;p&gt;  &lt;div class="head5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;CLEO ;))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: If people read my blog seriously, Apologies mean nothing to me (; Say whatever you want. Blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hui Er&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: Noting much anyway. You won't get it. Go watch your american shows. You won't like any of the Taiwan Dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;joanne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: Hello. Long time no see. //-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Sixian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: Thanks for tagging. How you linked here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ur di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: its pathetic, alright. what th. hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-260895816372255536?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/260895816372255536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=260895816372255536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/260895816372255536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/260895816372255536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-5768841696015415339</id><published>2007-11-27T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:10:37.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Watched Enchanted with Cleo, ZhenYi, WenXin and Norman today. I don't feel like doing the dedications anymore. I've nothing much to say. People disappoint me just too much. I'm fine with it. I'm not seen, not heard and not spoken of. Took neoprints today, how vague. Was decorating it, and then saw this best friend deco., and asked Cleo, bestfriend, this one?. She said, we're not. &amp;amp;I thought, yes, we're not best friends, I couldn't find a reason worth puting it for. (;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking about some stuff on the bus home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="head5"&gt;It was all for show, wasn't it. So much for believing in you, believing in the friendship that we had, I was just down to earth stupid to believe your lies. I couldn't find those words to describe how I felt, for those could not be described in words. I've realised how easily you could have changed.  I no longer believe in you, your words, your reassurance that everything would be fine, your hopes for me to understand what you've done for others in order for them not to misunderstand. Because words that came from you, mean no more. Because words that came from me, didn't had any seriousness, didn't had rights to stand a place in your memory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=head5&gt;Because I thought I would have been a good sister. But you don't give a damn, right, GOOD brother of mine. I've tried my best in helping you each time. &amp;I get this treatment, what more do you want. Just, how much more other than this. Do you even realise whatever I said, you don't give a damn. Do you even realise whatever I do, you take it for granted. Do you even realise whenever you need help, I'll help you. &amp;when you don't, I don't exist. I don't see the reason why I should be seeing you more often in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS DISAPPOINT ME TOO MUCH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough, thats all. Foul mood, bad headache. No replies for today, realised how pathetic my blog was. Realised how saddening it is to see her phone light up in the cinema. Because I'm not somebody, I'm nobody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-5768841696015415339?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5768841696015415339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=5768841696015415339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5768841696015415339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/5768841696015415339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-watched-enchanted-with-cleo-zhenyi.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-2752392259158750651</id><published>2007-11-26T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T15:15:42.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back posting here. I've changed my blogsong, once again. This time, the song means alot. The lyrics got so much meaning, and it gets much more than meaningful each time I listen to it. For the past an hour or so, or perhaps less than that, I've been chatting on msn with my cousin. It seems so, that she asked me if I've had a birthday party before. &amp;amp;I replied no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway guys, even if it would be just a simple treat from a group of friends at a roadside stall, I'll be more than happy and honoured to do so. It isn't about whether how pricey and airconditioned the surroundings are. It isn't about if its as luxurious as a hotel's dinning room. It isn't about how nice the food will be, how perfect the waiters are trained to serve you. Its the content of the conversations exchanged across the table. And I asked myself, if I really had the choice, and if I had really enjoyed my birthdays for so long. Never had I celebrated one with my friends. Perhaps looking at another perspective and angle of life, PeiShan could be right about &lt;u&gt;them&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently loading a show, starring Vic &amp;amp; Barbie together on VeohTv. Been on Blogger for so long, ought to catch up with my show now. I've never tried to imagine how perfect my life could be, perfect was never a good word. No one uses it on Earth. No one dares to. Am I just being the one,trying to push everything else away and back off from all the possibilities I could have in finding myself a nicer place, helping myself get a better life. If I'm losing my grip onto myself, no one else would help me, even in times, where I don't want to help and pick myself up. Perhaps, I really am confused about things. Am I trying trying to be emotionless and not care about anything else in my life other than myself, and the things happening to me. I don't get any replies from the usual voices in my head, calling out to me. All I am stuck with now, are the names, and numbers I ought to call to. I'm just being so juvenile about things. Let it be. Here are the replies, for all I care. I'm really in a foul mood. One that makes me be oblivious to what I say and do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've deleted and perhaps, edit my blog's codes. The Obsessions and other parts are gone. Perhaps I'm mad, or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="head5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: I didn't do well. It just sucked, absolutely, friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;CLEO ;))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: I've seen your blog already. Not bad, I'll say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Valerie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: Is it a overnight chalet or, just there for some fun and go back home. Exact details please, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Szemin;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: Hi, junior. Thanks for tagging. I changed my song, once again. I think this gives one a strong sense of justice, or perhaps its just a wishful thinking of mine. Lols. Thanks for tagging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-2752392259158750651?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2752392259158750651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=2752392259158750651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2752392259158750651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/2752392259158750651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-back-posting-here.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-7537916206431336327</id><published>2007-11-24T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T10:45:17.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>♥&amp;amp;hi. I'm blogging in th. morning, currently loading &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;MeteorGardenII&lt;/span&gt;, ;). I'm quite gettign fed up with th. storyline. Anyway, I woke up this mroning at nine plus. Brought a cup of water and my sugar-roll into the comp. rm and on-ed the computer (;. Blogg-surfed, bff♥s&amp;amp; juniors's blogs (; Nothing happened much yesterday, luhs. Watched till 11p.m. at night, and off to bed, xd. I didn't expect to be able to watch eightteen episodes of &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;MeteorGardenII&lt;/span&gt;, ever since I started from about two in the afternoon. Yayness, bah. I♥ my current blog song (; This is a fast post, unless any other matters crop up later on, Then will I edit this post ((; Replies coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="head5"&gt;REPLIES FOR MY DARLINGGS&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;♥.&lt;/span&gt;XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Joey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: hello, gf. Lols. Anyway, thankyou sho much for th. support (;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your appeal is successful, yeap?. I'll stand by you, xdd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cheryl(lee)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: jieh!♥ bwahah. zilian ^^. Anyway, why these days I never see you online, ehs?. I also wanna go out with you, xdd. Don't always tag as Cheryl Lee lehs, Put Cheryl will do luhs (; I only have one Cheryl Jieh mahs ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Valerie ((;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: Hello♥. I love this song as well, xdd. Anyway, you can tell me th. dates of the chalet, and I'l ask my mum (;. Then will I tell you my reply.☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;charwonqq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;: let me do th. same, HALLO!!. hehes, hello, junior. thankyou, *hugs*. okayy, lol. xoxo. I just found her unreasonable =.- Calling people names because not invited to a party, zz. Wuliao, Of course, I don't know if she's an imposter or what, lo. If he/she want to be nasty, I can be more than just that word. lols, weird english of mine. anyway, thanks for tagging ((;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-7537916206431336327?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7537916206431336327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=7537916206431336327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7537916206431336327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7537916206431336327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-blogging-in-th.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-7018682734666209689</id><published>2007-11-23T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T18:41:29.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>♥hartts; xp.&amp;hellos, two days ever since i've last blogg-ed. it seems so that i blog every two days, yeah?. bwahaha. anyway, my flu's almost gone, but bff rachelle got sick, from i don't know what. get well soon, bff ((; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥.blehh. got my psle results. It seems so that my heart didn't feel a thing when I saw the numbers printed on the option form and the certificate. anyways, whatever school I'm going, none of my friends are going with me. Yeah, who cares anyway. Who cares to go to the same school with a bitch, they can't get happy enough to just get away from me. I haven't been out with my friends this week. No one asked me along, anyway. Til I broached the topic, and hint about it. Then did they asked me along, then I rejected it. My mum says, only for lunch, and so few people, don't go, stay at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥It's no longer laggy at my side,, yayness!.xxpp. Been chasing MeteorGarden. Now currently loading MeteorGardenII on youtube. Alright, it's an old show, for who cares. I like it. Nothing much to blog about. Hai,. JVKV's kinda disbanded. Oh well, whatever bah. They disbanded this October. Can you even believe it, they disbanded less than 2 months. Argh. Hahs, I♥ Barbie&amp;Vic. KKays ((; Nothing much to say, I've changed the song and profile pic. of mine. I need to blog a fast one ((; My show's waiting,, ehh!. Lolx. Replies, for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=head5&gt;REPLIES, FOR TAGGS ((; KEEP THEM COMING IN, BAHS♥. LURVEE YAA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Szemin &lt;/strong&gt;:hello, juniorrr ((; thankyou ((;. how are you, bah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheryl(lee) &lt;/strong&gt;: hello, jiehh. ahah. thankyou for the tagg ((; next time have outing, i'll call you along de xp. aha. love ya for sms-ing with me for that long,, that dayy (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valerie♥ &lt;/strong&gt;: hellos!. lols, the iceksating trip, i missed it. i justed changed my song la. this one is nicer,, lehhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MELISSA(; &lt;/strong&gt;: hellos!. aiya, senior. saw you that day on prize presentation. you're soo, tall. geeez ((; when will we meet againn?. xxp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;x33 CLEO &lt;/strong&gt;: arghs, don't mention that anymore. seems like my tagboard so many tags of yours. zz. anyway, i dunno which school i wanan go la. good luck to you lorhs,,. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chelle &lt;/strong&gt;: hello!. thankyou for tagging!. hahs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hui Er &lt;/strong&gt;: many things happened, yeahyeah ((; anyway, thanks for tagging orh, bff!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkayy, ♥♥ byebye. once again, i lurve♥;;, barbie&amp;vic ((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-7018682734666209689?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7018682734666209689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=7018682734666209689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7018682734666209689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/7018682734666209689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/hartts-xp.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-9101804995963810927</id><published>2007-11-21T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:02:52.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>♥MY BELOVED HUIER'S COMING BACK//-!. 21Nov2007. Shall see her tomorrow. I forgot how those screams of hers sounded like. Shall have a taste of it tomorrow, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥The Release of PSLE Results. I doubt I'll do well. The Mathematics paper will be the one pulling me down. Hais. Anyway, I've quite alot of tags and shall reply to them. I didn't go iceskating that day, because of my stupid flu. But anyway, I dug out Meteor Garden and watched it for the whole afternoon. You might not know, it is a drama serial featuring F4 and Barbie Tsu. It was the first drama serial in Taiwan back in 2001. It was the MeteorGardenn Fever which started all these new drama serials like, Hanakimi, KO One, MVP Valentine, Mr Fighting,etc. And I got stuck to it. Smsed Joey gf yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said Cleopatra was angry about the gf. thing between me and Joey. I replied, and continued watching the show. Am I the one trying to intercept?, I asked myself. Nvm about it. Dajieh and I watched MeteorGarden til 12.30a.m in the morning and went to bed. While dajieh was getting ready to sleep, I talked my heart out to my plush dog. Dajieh was like, don't tell me all these stupid stuff about you and your friends. And how you get treated. When you go secondary school, I don't want to heard these. I'll go mad. Go talk to the wall, then. Then I stared at the plugsocket on the wall, and started talking about everything I had to tell, asking myself questions. Then after a while, lights out. I thought about the matter til I slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=lightblue&gt;" I wouldn't care if she meant it or not, even if she said it for fun, I want her, as a friend. One that I've lost to you. Even if she meant it for that few minutes, I wouldn't mind. Afterall, I won't want to lose her again. A friend who once was in my life, yet left for so long. I want her back. This ain't a fight or something like one. I just want you to know, you don't have to be angry. I just want to be friends with her, like the old times. That's all that I've ever wanted since the moment I lost her to you. I hope I can find her traces back in my life, and if possible,those traces to remain. "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning, and continued watching MeteorGarden. The lead character got bashed up to save the girl. That was touching. Joey smsed over. Yeap. Had lunch, and now I'm loading YYSJY on youtube. R.P's broadcasting period's gonna be ending in Taiwan. Sad case, as quoted from Liz. All the best to primary sixes, &amp;wish me luck ;) Goodbyes, and here are the replies for the tags I've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=head5&gt;Replies of Tags ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kris &lt;/strong&gt;: hello ((; thankyou for the tag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SinStudent &lt;/strong&gt;: leon, what rules you mean to break. ((; thanks for visiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valerie (; &lt;/strong&gt;: Hi ((; was ice skating fun?. I suppose it was. anyway, thanks for visitng and i'll cheer up, yeah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peishan &lt;/strong&gt;: Perhaps, what you've said was right. Someday, I'll know what it really meant. Thanks for visiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaiz. &lt;/strong&gt;: Yeap, perhaps you're too busy or something. I'm feeling better now. I'm finishing my medicine soon, so yeap. Gatherings soon, bah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esther &lt;/strong&gt;: thankyou. you're such a great friend of mine. You won't be out of my mind, yeah?. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X33 CLEO &lt;/strong&gt;: Thanks for wishing me well. (; Whether she meant it or not, I'm determined to have her as a friend like the old times (; I take Joey's words seriously. And, you ought to trust Joey more. She has the right to decide the circle of friends she wants. No offence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joey &lt;/strong&gt;: Hi!. You're back from the chalet, yep.? Post, post, post!. I'll be blogsurfing yr blog then ((; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; rocker-chick &lt;/strong&gt;: I apologise for deleting your tag, but as my disclaimer says, I don't entertain spam tags. If you're out to be against me, I take it as spamming my cbox. I'm trying to be polite here. Alright, my defination of a rocker doesn't mean how he or she looks but how he or she does things. Get me, I suppose you get me. And,if you really think I shouldn't be doing all these, and you don't like the way I make my skins. You're free to leave anytime you want. If you're think I'm not fit to be a rocker, so be it. I doubt you're one too. For, no rocker will be a chick. It ought to be a chic. ((; Well, I'll leave you to spam, or whatsoever. I'll be visitng cbox.ws often to delete the tags then. My pleasure to meet you, today (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-9101804995963810927?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9101804995963810927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=9101804995963810927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/9101804995963810927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/9101804995963810927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-beloved-huiers-coming-back.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-4835521138932572192</id><published>2007-11-19T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T18:45:09.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp;after so long, I'm back, blogging. This is going to be a long post, be warned.I'm been looking through my photo albums and found some of my toddler photos and some of my primary three and four photo. here theyy are.. warning, longlonglong post, ahead. i got fed up with laggy blogger, so used photobucket to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134475356943302882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R0FSIi6aQOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/OfDwib5ACjw/s320/Young+((%3B+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;toddler qian with a &lt;em&gt;duck&lt;/em&gt; hat. lolx.♥33. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"i'm donald duck's fann. tweese.. ((; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134476001188397298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R0FSuC6aQPI/AAAAAAAAAVI/oXNhWFhb7IM/s320/Young+((%3B+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okkay. toddler with &lt;em&gt;chicken&lt;/em&gt; plush, bigger than her.♥33&lt;. lolx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;' i'm sitting on your back, ride me to the candy empire..!xxp. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134473900949389506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R0FQzy6aQMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/TX70zem9KtY/s320/Young+((%3B+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okkay. toddler qian, trying to strangle the chicken plush to death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;words of a toddler: &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"i want to be queen, you cannot be larger than me". lolx. that was lame. ♥33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, done with the pictures. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I had this cute, short fringe then&lt;/span&gt;. lolx. I've decided to put on my old skin, because I can't find the time to make another one, yeah. I need some inspirations, flowing in my head. I need my brain to be awoken from it's deep sleep and start fuctioning. Alright, I'm draggy. I've spent a week editing my skins and in the end I decided to use the old one. Like, wt-hell. As you can see, along the side bar, I've added some other sections. Do check them out, someday. Found a new javascript for profile pictures. My profile picture's opacity decreases when hovered, is now slower than the previous. I'm so called, satisfied with it. Alright, I'm going to post about the prize presentation day and the last schoolday for 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Zhenyi calls it, a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Crying fest&lt;/span&gt;, on the last day of school. I couldn't get the reason I broke down, and wept. I've always been emphasizing how stupid and absurd the people around me are. I've always been saying all those sarcastic words, giving them glares and all those abrupt ignorance. It must have been quite tiring trying to get along with me for the past two years. Alright, but on the last day of school, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I broke down and realised how much I would miss them&lt;/span&gt;. When primary school life only comes once in a lifetime. While in the midst of it, I found how much of a failure I was. These six years in school, because of all my rants and everything, I've realised I don't even have a good friend. Everything was for show. Everything about me was such a facade. I've done them wrong. I went home that day, and wept in the bathroom. I seriously don't want this to end. Suddenly, it seems so that my life story came to an abrupt end. I didn't take everything seriously, and would simply laugh it off, saying it wasn't a big deal. In the end, when it came, It is. It really was. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;When everything falls apart, everyone go their separate ways, lead their different paths, I've no one walking with me. I've walked across with an empty hand.&lt;/span&gt; Because they'd say, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;along with the widest grins, comes the deepest fears and sorrow&lt;/span&gt;. Just, who doesn't miss this school, this class, this place. Everyone misses it, in actual fact. Finding a friend wasn't easy. &amp;amp;I've gave the chance up. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I left some of them during the darkest times,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;where they needed me. &amp;amp;All I can say is, I deserved the way I am today, I deserved it. All is gone, never shall them be back. Time waits for no one. &amp;amp;It makes no exception for me. But I shall thank some of them, who guided me through some of my life's darkest times. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Those are the deep imprints you'll find, somewhere, deep in the core of my heart.&lt;/span&gt; I'm sorry, people. Unity Primary, I had my last lunch there on the 15thNov. How I'd be missing it, so much. Joey's blog song seems to mean so much. Be it a love song or whatever. Off to Rachelle's house for the last episode of Lord of The Rings. Meaningful movie, I thought. I got home at eight plus, edited some useless codes. and went to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was a friday, the prize presentation. Perhaps I'm somehow moody because I didn't get an EAGLES award this year. So much for serving the school for four solid years. But anyway, forget about that, Its over by now. Had lunch with Valerie and Cleopatra. Talking about everything, whatsoever. I bought a new profile book, for I left my old one at HuiEr's place &amp;amp;She's now overseas. Whatever be it. I started my duties at three plus. I had to give out the program lists to guests and usher them to the reception table to sign their names. I suppose, at about five o'clock, I went up to the hall. All duties downstairs were dismissed and prefects were asked to move up to the hall. Watched the performances and the prizegiving. After that, ushered the guests for refreshment or rather, buffet dinner downstairs. Saw &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Valerie, Joey and Cleopatra&lt;/span&gt; together. Got to the buffet table, there was no food left. Argh, like wt-hell. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Asked MrTeo to write in my msg book, was so touched. &lt;/span&gt;Then saw the three of them at the parade square with some of the primary fives. I've not ate a single thing by then, and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;asked if any of them would want to have dinner with me at YewTee Macs.&lt;/span&gt; Valerie said &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;her mum doesn't allow&lt;/span&gt;. Joey said&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; she couldn't&lt;/span&gt;. Cleopatra said &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;she don't wanna go there and take a bus back alone. She would rather go home and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;play the computer.&lt;/span&gt; Never mind, got a lil' upset after that. The three of them played with the primary fives and many other epople, while I stood like an idiot asking around. No one wanted to take any photos, no one wanted to take just that meal with me at the nearby YewTee which was within walking distance. Fine. Then went on and took some photos with MrTeoh, the principal and some boys in the class. Clarence wrote in my msg book, which I asked him to. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I asked Jireh to do so, and he was like, can I not write, lazy to write.&lt;/span&gt; I was like, wt-f?. Fine, never mind, I walked away. I felt so lost. No one gives a damn on the last day in that school. Fine, never mind. I can't find the reason how catching could be that much fun. Never mind, I thought. I was thinking of taking a picture with MrTeo, our form teacher. &amp;amp;til the moment he left in a car, no one approached him. Cleopatra was giving me that damn face, saying , you go la. I walked away, again. I ,myself, don't even know how much I hate that damn night. I managed to hitch a ride home via my neighbour's company van. I didn't bid any goodbyes, for all that I kept repeating that night, I only see people chasing each other, ignoring whatever crap I was trying to say. I walked out of the school gate, whcih I suppose no one would ever notice. I got up the van, it was dark. Only the street lights shone through the back window. Apparently, I wept. No one knew ((; &amp;amp;I could blame my voice on the bad sore throat I had. No one noticed a single thing. I messaged them, with a single word, Bye, in my message. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;At least my faithful old friend Joey, replied asking where I was. At least she gave a damn.&lt;/span&gt; She was the first, I'd say. I replied I left the school. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cleopatra called, for I don't know what crap she was talking. It seems as if each time in these kinda situations, when I desperately want to say a thing, she'll be talking to another person beside her over the phone.&lt;/span&gt; I hung up, I didn't get a single thing she was trying to say. I got dead pissed. Reached home, and thanked my neighbour for the ride. About an hour or two after I reached home, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Clarence sent a message asking if I 'm home.&lt;/span&gt; For wt-hell, I replied saying I reached home safely, while you guys were playing catching happily. There came no reply. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;What for sms me when I got home a long time ago. and You've only noticed it now&lt;/span&gt;. So much for be a sister. F-/k. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. That was long. Which I got dead pissed. I'm down with flu, currently. Apparently, this damn flu made me miss the P1 Orientation helpout. I went iceskating last week with quite some people from our class. Enjoyed the iceskating and more. Whatsoever. Then, we had lunch at KFC. The girls were discussing where to watch the movie, and the boys playing Duelmasters. Finally, we decided to watch the movie at JurongEnt. Center. Bought the tickets and got our food. Sat at our places and the movie started. The Game Plan. It was quite a nice movie about a father and daughter. The movie threatre was rather small, in fact one of the smallest I've seen and been in. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;It was cold, but never mind, I've got my sweater on&lt;/span&gt;. In the midst of the show, my phone lit up. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I've got a message from Clarence. He said Cleo's freezing in the cinema and requested for me to lend my sweater to her.&lt;/span&gt; Well, I lent it to her, despite her having one herself. I wore shorts that day, and I was freezing after I lent the sweater to her. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Clarence then sent a message to thank me. I didn't give a damn to it.&lt;/span&gt; reached home soon after and the runny nose started. Sometime later, it was then Cleo told me that in the cinema, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Clare said I wouldn't be cold.&lt;/span&gt; Guys, do you even get whats going on. I was like, wtff-uck la. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm a living person, I'm in that threatre. Just which person in that threatre wouldn't be feeling cold, when the threatre is that small.&lt;/span&gt; I got very pissed up with that brother of mine. &amp;amp;now I've caught the flu, I don't think he doesn't even know. like, wtff. This reminds me of more things. It just seems so stupid. Whenever I'm trying to tell him to be careful of something, look out for something, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;he'll nod his head and say uh, uh, uh.&lt;/span&gt; and I got pissed, saying, yeap, whatever f-king thing I say is crap. Nonsense. he doesn't even treat me like a sister. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So, he doesn't even care I'm cold, dead, or alive.&lt;/span&gt; What kind of a brother is this, tell me seriously. Tell me, what kind of a brother is this. One who doesn't give a damn to his sister's words, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;one that doesn't even think of his sister's well-being&lt;/span&gt;, all but his girlfriend's, tell me. What exactly am I calling him my brother for. It's useless. Now that I've realised. being a sister to him was such a thing, it was nothing but a name. A name, someone that he'll look for when he's bored, when his girlfriend is overseas. &amp;amp;What am I?. A substitute who utters nonsense infront of him and stupid enough to lend the sweater to her as he says. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm stupid, I really am.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;Because of this, it shows how much a sister would matter to him. Nothing else rather than a substitute. Nothing much more. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm killing myself, indirectly..fff-k&lt;/span&gt;. I'm such a person that only sees the present. Yet I don't even know &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;what the hell is my brother thinking&lt;/span&gt; about what I do. Useless. He doesn't even care about me. I'm an extra, too much of one. fff-k. foul mood.zz; &amp;amp; all thanks to him, i caught a cold. zzz. but , nvm, i'm just pissed and angry forthat few moments. i don't know luhs, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this cold/flu affected my life in many ways.&lt;/span&gt; zzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enough of those. I'm looking forward to the picnic with mrteo. read joey's blog for more information, she posted about it. joey became my girlfriend, haiis. anyway, these are the replies, do tagg more on the photos ((; heh. but looking at th. pictures when i'm young, makes me sooo happy. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="head5" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies of Tags. &lt;strong&gt;Joey &lt;/strong&gt;: hearts♥♥. girlfriend. lols. anyway, enjoy your chalet trip. i'll get well soon. byebye...le worhh.. ((;./ &gt;33. &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jaspreet &lt;/strong&gt;:♥hello.. ((; thanks for tagging, yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esther &lt;/strong&gt;: ♥♥hellos. thankyous ((; I've just postedd, blehh. i spent quite sometime on the design, though ((; ..&gt;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goodday, and byebye. if i've the time, will post the dedications ((; jojo, post the dedi, soon kay. byebye. cya. ciao. adios. sayonara. ♥♥♥heartshearts, readers//. &gt;33 .//.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-4835521138932572192?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4835521138932572192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=4835521138932572192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/4835521138932572192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/4835521138932572192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-long-im-back-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1sAyhSdDoEs/R0FSIi6aQOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/OfDwib5ACjw/s72-c/Young+((%3B+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-8039028041309262006</id><published>2007-11-18T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:33:44.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these are some of the shots in my phone. uploaded them onto photobucket todayy. not many photos, though. long post up ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 236px" height="758" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Medicine.jpg" width="1024" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWN WITH FLU. doctor's trip on 18Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Shoes-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; random shots ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/Bird.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trip to highpoint halfway house. birds in th. cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/ChesterClarence.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;th. only picture taken on 17th Nov; prize presentation. Clarence and Chester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/ChingYee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChingYee;. In HuiEr's house. ♥1 day before she left Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/gnilnaiq/BoysPlayingDm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Discovery Centre. Boys playing DuelMasters Cards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-8039028041309262006?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8039028041309262006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=8039028041309262006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8039028041309262006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/8039028041309262006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-860863800587868535.post-896473294762939741</id><published>2007-11-09T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:50:53.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WILL BE GOING OVER TO BFF, HUIER'S PLACE FOR THE LAST TIME TOMORROW BEFORE SHE LEAVES ON SUNDAY ;(( Awws. I'm not sure if the Blogosphere-War is still on, I'm gamed for it, anyway. ;)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuiEr's last day in UnityPrimary ;((/ Was almost late for school in the morning, walked as though I didn't see &lt;u&gt;her&lt;/u&gt;. Alright, then went downstairs,&amp; saw HuiEr&amp; Ching. Was like, ranting on what happened the previous dayy. &amp;HuiEr was like, shut up, this is my last day and can you even make it a peaceful one?. I rolled my eyes and continued, not giving a damn to what her words were. Then flag-raising, argh. Went back to class and watched TheLordOfTheRings; TheTwoTowers. Saw the front part, argh. Those disgusting Orcs again. Sickening Uruk-Hais. I was laughing away when the head of an Orc got chopped off by the Captain. The head just bounced off another person and to the ground. Bwahahaha. Off to watch the Singapore Chinese Orchestra after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat at the last seat in the bus :)) Was listening to songs and crapp-ing. HuiEr came up with a name, Cabbo. Wth is that, for I don't really understand. Bwahah. Ching and Her was crapping away. Then watched the performance. The threatre was very spacious (: Infront of me sat Hudzaifah, Didi and Leon. Bwahaha. Was crapping quite a bit before the Orchestra appeared. Looked at the photo Lynette brought along, it was a Primary 2D photo four years back. Spoted some of the people in our class. I was looking at it then Leon, Clare and Hudzai reached out for it. Arghh, they took it away lehh. Then the performance started. Yixin was sleeping ;X. Ohmygosh lehhs, when the audience clapped, he clapped along with his eyes closed. Lolz!. Clare and Hudzai were chatting occasionally. Lynette was complaining of being cold. Leon and Norman was so enthu la. The performance pieces where nice, kays/. Espeically the last one (;&lt;br /&gt;then Left, for the so called waiting room with instruments in it. Was crapping with Leon and Clare. Clare was wanting to sit at the back row in the bus, on the trip back to school. &amp;I also wanted to sit with HuiEr and Chingyee. So both of us stood ahead. But the boys went up the bus and when I boarded it. They were like, yayness. Bwahah. Sat down alone and listened to songs. Didi, Leon, Jireh, Nico and perhaps mroe boys were sleeping at the backk. So cute, bwahah. HuiEr tried to snapp them but they took cover. Bwahah. That was so fun. I'm not as evil as HuiEr, I chatted with Norman and Daniel instead (;. Then was back at school, walked home via GateA. With Didi aka Clare, Daniel, Hudzai, HuiEr &amp; I don't know. And was crapping , &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently loading GZXM aka RP on Youtube, missed it about five days alreadyy. Forgot about that since I started watching YYSJY. Alright. Took lunch, and now, posting (; &lt;br /&gt;This post will be edited if interesting things crop up afterwards ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=head5&gt;Replies ;)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NORman &lt;/strong&gt;: Sww it. ZJYJ skin, yeah?. Nice one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HuiEr &lt;/strong&gt;: Hello. BFF :)) Leaving on Sunday. Will miss ya alot, alot, alot, alot, alot, alot, alot. Rachelle and Ching will miss you alot, alot, alot, alot, alot, alot too. bwahah. Take care ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/860863800587868535-896473294762939741?l=the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/feeds/896473294762939741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=860863800587868535&amp;postID=896473294762939741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/896473294762939741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/860863800587868535/posts/default/896473294762939741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lanthanumlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/will-be-going-over-to-bff-huiers-place.html' title=''/><author><name>φіаиℓіиg♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341311106108557500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
