<?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-1201732628187590877</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:15:21.652+08:00</updated><category term='2010 will be better'/><title type='text'>Forever or Never</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1201732628187590877.post-2743658884954294582</id><published>2010-03-17T09:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T14:44:42.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying goodbye,</title><content type='html'>Hey bitchez, I'm no longer blogging here. &lt;div&gt;Why are you here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.screwyourlov-e.blogspot.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go here okay? ^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you people. &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-2743658884954294582?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2743658884954294582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/saying-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/2743658884954294582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/2743658884954294582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying goodbye,'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-2454087687241131088</id><published>2010-03-13T20:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:26:12.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be hurt, to be lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hello people! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm blogger enthusiastic again. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/S5uJSlNvKiI/AAAAAAAAARY/46e2Bb8S93c/s1600-h/aliceinwonderlandsavitawatchedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/S5uJSlNvKiI/AAAAAAAAARY/46e2Bb8S93c/s200/aliceinwonderlandsavitawatchedit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448099126555126306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah, i just watched that movie today ! ^^&lt;div&gt;i set my alarm at 9.30 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke up at 10.30 am. ugh X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;checked my phone: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two missed calls from huiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no reply from the sms i sent to amber. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah and i totally ignored syakir's message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have to go reply him sooon. NO TIME. &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i reached causeway point at 11.15. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i brisked walked there. HAHA ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met them. they still haven't buy tickets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we buy tickets + popcorn, go inside. just nice timing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got the 3D glasses. (long time since i watched a 3D movie) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then, they were playing the soundtrack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;movie haven't start yet. something funny happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, if you don't find it funny, it means you just don't &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;understand us. LOLs. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: BLAHBLAHBLAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amber: *suddenly stop talking &amp;amp; was listening very carefully*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amber: ehh, sounds so familiar ler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: ugh, yeah. sounds like avril lavigne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amber: yeahyeah, sounds like her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huiting: no lar. its paramore ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: where got paramore sound so GAY one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amber: got one lar. remember brick by boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huiting: yar lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: okay. *i don't listen to paramore that much either*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, ermz. it was abit stupid, i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the movie was okok. 3D wasn't worth it, though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the movie, went to popular, CD section. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look through the almost alice soundtrack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess what, assholes, it WAS avril lavigne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOOOOSEEERS. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL, i'm so childish &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that went for teens club. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teens club: last lesson of class = CAN BRING PEOPLE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like you can bring outside people to participate in the class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i forgot, if not i would have forced `em to come along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, we had a mini party with snacks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we played a few games, FUN (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yesss and clearance came ! YIPEEE ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imissedyouohsoverymuch. (as a friend, ugh) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA ! i very hyper today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause its been so long since i've laughed this much. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohyeah, amira and me are going to join yellow house cheer-leading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe, my voice will project better. heeh ! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and chelsea is right: there are so many TBs out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't possibly hate all of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hating TBs = hating HALF of me. LOLs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, nevermind. i shall end the crapping here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"never make a decision when you're angry."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why did i do all this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was it all worth loosing those who were there for me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, it wasn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thanks amber. iloveyou, my little froggy. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, this post has been quite long (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall end it here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;krishan is still a bitch. nothing is going to change the way i think of her.she fakes a smile in front of me, no point, i know the truth already. if you hate me, say so. no need to do all this drama. the truth is: ihy too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-2454087687241131088?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2454087687241131088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-be-hurt-to-be-lost-to-be-left-out-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/2454087687241131088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/2454087687241131088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-be-hurt-to-be-lost-to-be-left-out-in.html' title='to be hurt, to be lost.'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/S5uJSlNvKiI/AAAAAAAAARY/46e2Bb8S93c/s72-c/aliceinwonderlandsavitawatchedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1201732628187590877.post-5591674613266760460</id><published>2010-03-10T17:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:02:13.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>even if the sky is falling down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/3106999771_45a299cf22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;knowledge cannot replace friendship. i rather be an idiot than to loose you. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hello everybody! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm back from Sec 2 camp. WOOHOOOO! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, it wasn't a BLAST but it wasn't JAIL either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was more of a okayokay camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i absolutely liked, campfire, zipline &amp;amp; high element. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hated the squeeezy canteen tables &amp;amp; boring long speeches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even worst, the toilet was uber dirty &amp;amp; small. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the water supply was ughughugh. i want to scream out loud already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, worst of all, sharing the room with TBs. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chelsea agrees with me with the last part. she too hates that. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;campfire, lets go in depth. i only can remember some things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh, got mood out in the middle of campfire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only amber, chelsea &amp;amp; amira knows the reason. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; to spoil my mood more, some retarded group did a SNSD song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gee gee gee gee, baby baby &amp;amp; i'm like "WHAAAT. -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some other group did sorry sorry. i liked it, somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, the kpop craze is over but i still like the song, still . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so long since i listened to SHINee. taemin!!! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugh, nevermind, savita, nevermind X: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; one of the group did justin bieber, baby. GAY O: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got one hot &amp;amp; you're cold. so long since i listened to that song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sports leaders did lady gaga bad romance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, what did my group do? drumrolls please . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DOWN by jay SEAN. does it ring a bell, preetha akka? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA ! memories. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i still have a hell load of homework to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet, i'm sitting down here blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, byebye people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't miss me, kay.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-5591674613266760460?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5591674613266760460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/even-if-sky-is-falling-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/5591674613266760460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/5591674613266760460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/even-if-sky-is-falling-down.html' title='even if the sky is falling down'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/3106999771_45a299cf22_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1201732628187590877.post-487760020689718525</id><published>2010-03-04T15:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T14:58:31.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart, it pounds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqv82i9fWi1qztsrto1_250.jpg" alt="messylifewithmusic:  colouredstones:  typicalbromance:  pigtailsbowsxsandos:  (via youmeandtheworld)" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;she knows you're the one. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hey everybody ! (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday didn't turn out quite well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, nevermind, i shall STILL post about it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i, bernice, sijia, liying &amp;amp; arubyel went to LOT1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to pizza hut for lunch. yummy! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were giving out free balloons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we took three. one &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;, one &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;orange &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; one &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to aRies. i was looking for a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;white&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; band. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; they didn't sell it. WHATTHEHELL -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean they had it but it is those puffy, big ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want a thin one, its better to tie my hair. gosh &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, so we continued to the toilet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to the diaper changing place. O: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ermz, we BLASTED &amp;amp; POPPED the balloons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after doing that, we went to the entrance of the toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, there was this lady. she said "EXCUSE ME"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a very pissed off manner &amp;amp; went. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bernice was teaching byel how to sell serenade ticket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then bernice said "EXCUSE ME" &amp;amp; then the lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought it was to mimic her. she go guailan us. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some people have no life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, today had to bring back my books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heavyheavyheavy ! O: GOSH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;i&gt; i am really really (extremely) sorry about this part. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i shouldn't have at all. once you realised what you have &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;been doing, you realise how many hearts you have broken &lt;/3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yesss. SATURDAY's going to be a BLAST &lt;3&lt;div&gt;so the plan is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.30 meet at orchard station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go do the stuff. go for lunch. meet becs at teensclub, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;give her the stuff. the end. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teeeeheees (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow, i have TWO tests. bloody hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;better go off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: i have no intention of studying cause &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't like the teachers. if you don't like the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teachers you would eventually hate the subject. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye ! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY REBECCA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you, becs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-487760020689718525?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/487760020689718525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-heart-it-pounds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/487760020689718525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/487760020689718525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-heart-it-pounds.html' title='my heart, it pounds.'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-5040715017490440414</id><published>2010-02-25T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T16:43:52.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i set my friends on fire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kwsh16FuXJ1qzb5qyo1_500.jpg" alt="loveyourchaos:  (via xstereosx)" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey, amber, i still want that waterbottle, kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello.&lt;/div&gt;blogger has been giving me problems -.-  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heehee, so today was fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't go for lunch with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lovely bus ride home with chelsea ee. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like ET, somehow. i like the feeling when you complete all the rounds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the happiness it gives me is almost like when you call my name &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never really appreciated ET last year but oh well xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life is becoming very boring. /: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idon'tknow what to blog also, like its so sian. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only thing great about this week was going &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to macs with bernice, sijia, liying and arubyel on monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow, what an "interesting" week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't wait for saturday, YAYYYYed! [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it goes like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have to have the nicest jeans, shortest skirts or the cutest purse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or say the newest things that catches on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have to be skinny, you have to buy this, wear this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be on her side, be on his side, be neutral. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have straight, nice hair with a nicely cut fringe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you can't wear anything that doesn't "work" anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have to go for parties, be friends with everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trust no one, pose like this, smile like that, tilt your head this way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and put your hand on your hip, because that's how it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, let me just say one thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK ALL OF THAT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-adpoted from indu's tumblr. &lt;/i&gt;(for all you TBs out there) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;my name sounds nice when you say it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;and all the things you do, WOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;we don't talk much but somehow i fell for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;out of the 6 billion people in the world, it had to be you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;um, i shall just go on and do geography. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'mma hardworking student now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-5040715017490440414?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5040715017490440414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-set-my-friends-on-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/5040715017490440414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/5040715017490440414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-set-my-friends-on-fire.html' title='i set my friends on fire!'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-8567044966460062531</id><published>2010-02-17T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:05:09.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like a melody in my head.</title><content type='html'>hey everyone :D&lt;div&gt;so i'm posting now, grrr~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rock climbing, rock climbing, why do you have to suck soo much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why, why did i make the wrong choice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead of climbing rocks, we are doing rope stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sucks, totally~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should have join BOWLING or AIR RIFLE. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;air rifle was there when i logged in, but no i had to go click on rock climbing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, nevermind. no point crying over  spilt milk, yeah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just did my tamil composition, a bit of maths &amp;amp; ate my dinner! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my ulcer's killing me. twin &amp;amp; i both have an ulcer. YAHOO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shouldn't be so happy, more like BOOO ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehees (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIJIA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY ADVANCE BIRTHDAY AMIRA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've got to go, BYE readers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss me, kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;you're just jealous, admit it. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-8567044966460062531?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8567044966460062531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-melody-in-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/8567044966460062531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/8567044966460062531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-melody-in-my-head.html' title='like a melody in my head.'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-7716583232769998505</id><published>2010-02-05T20:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T14:39:25.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth that draws a tear,</title><content type='html'>hello everybody,&lt;div&gt;shaunee here. i love erin loads. &lt;div&gt;damien's a nice guys &amp;amp; kalona is a bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey, cut the crap. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i suddenly have the urge to continue house of night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye 6months of break from chosen to untamed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, nevermind. i shall just READREADREAD like a bookworm. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blahblahs -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have i lost interest in blogging or is there nothing to blog about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amber gave me a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; pencil case. (i'm so soorry amira)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crapcrapcrap, are just words to describe my days at 2e1`10 now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;project work, literature group work, music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the worst of all bernice isn't in my music group. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, whatever. i told you i'm cursed with bad luck or what. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chelsea's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;mango&lt;/span&gt; looks CUTE-y. (i'm not hitting on your guy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have my own one) HAHA !  um, whatever. i go off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't miss me, kay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s i hate you, kalona. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-7716583232769998505?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7716583232769998505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/truth-that-draws-are-tear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/7716583232769998505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/7716583232769998505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/truth-that-draws-are-tear.html' title='truth that draws a tear,'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-1932088816189247583</id><published>2010-01-28T18:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:03:04.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valerie's fourteen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VALERIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;heartzxcx to my dear kitkat. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;27/10/2010 is when this stupid retard turned 14&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oooh, today was kick-awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, school part was okeyokey :P  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;literature test, me and bern didn't study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so expect bad results, teacher O: teehees (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and bernice was in such a relief when dickson went away ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets talk about the funfunfun part of today :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;celebrating val's birthday with a mini chocolate outing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was quite short lur because val had lot of hmwrk. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after school, took a boring train-ride to woodlands with prajakta.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met amber, huiting at causeway point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to the art painting place for little kids there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is the name called again? i don't know. S: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heehee, childish-ly painted our work. tsktsk, i was fun! xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, met valerie at macs. we treated her lunch lioaz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then gave her the prezzie (a pink necklace) and my letter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't take much pics. heehee, cause after school, i look like shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoots. amber and hui were the only ones well-dressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall show the pictures now wor! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/S2FlyhrPx2I/AAAAAAAAARQ/GqFFgKHjWqE/s1600-h/Picture+0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/S2FlyhrPx2I/AAAAAAAAARQ/GqFFgKHjWqE/s200/Picture+0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431734544293152610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;my stupid letter. LOL. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/S2Flyb3zhfI/AAAAAAAAARI/CrMMRCa8iKI/s1600-h/20747_1299184833100_1034781316_30932373_4483311_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/S2Flyb3zhfI/AAAAAAAAARI/CrMMRCa8iKI/s200/20747_1299184833100_1034781316_30932373_4483311_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431734542735214066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;our master piece, so cute right? PATRICK. heartzxcx. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/S2FlyLi9OJI/AAAAAAAAARA/hZ7Gf2U6Sgc/s1600-h/20747_1299184593094_1034781316_30932367_2343143_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/S2FlyLi9OJI/AAAAAAAAARA/hZ7Gf2U6Sgc/s200/20747_1299184593094_1034781316_30932367_2343143_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431734538352801938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;in the process! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oooh, that's all. i warned you there will be a lil pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohyes, must post about this. STML, forgotforgot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got into rock-climbing. bernice got into bowling. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not bad because the first lesson, we weren't suppose to do much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go read untamed now since i'm slower than amogh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i started SIX MONTHS earlier than him S: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heehees, gottogo! xP &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buhbye ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;sometimes, somehow you just have to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;no matter what. you just gotta be strong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;because no one will slow down to realise that you are not okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;by being okay, you can momentarily forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;that you are not, and get on with life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;but, how long can you keep smiling outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;and feeling awful inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;2e1`10 made me liddat. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's noway out right? but i can't go up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt; and say YOU SUCK!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-1932088816189247583?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1932088816189247583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-life-in-rearview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/1932088816189247583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/1932088816189247583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-life-in-rearview.html' title='Valerie&apos;s fourteen!'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/S2FlyhrPx2I/AAAAAAAAARQ/GqFFgKHjWqE/s72-c/Picture+0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1201732628187590877.post-821415510657214764</id><published>2010-01-20T15:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:41:46.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stranger than it seems,</title><content type='html'>it's like everything's changed. &lt;div&gt;and i'm still living in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, you know that strange feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone's moved on, everything's changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, its just you who haven't. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it kind of pisses me off, when i feel that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i decided to squeeze in an amazing post. ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gahahahah, sooo, today was fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PE was abit pissing. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARRGH, i'm like cursed to be in&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt; yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it sucks to suck. heehees. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erms, other lessons were okeyokey! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homeecons, was FUN! ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a fun subject. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haish, if hui or amber was my homeecons partner, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoah, it would be UBER FUN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but nevermind x: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told you i'm just cursed with bad luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if huiting was my home econs partner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(let's just live in a wonderful DREAM for a while) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we would be AWESOME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we would divide our work equally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and both of us will be crapping &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not listening to the teacher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we would be uber slow and blur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, blur! and then in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(teehee's get the joke?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we would chiong our work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoah, if amber was my home econs partner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(haish, this one's going to be dirty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we would start cooking/baking well. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;funfun! ~ and then would eventually get into &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A FOOD FIGHT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can still remember that time in your house lar you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid, retarded pig. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;out of dream, back to reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to choose enrichment pog today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suckssucks man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got loads of homework, must do right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh got alot of test next week. i don't give a damn -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially science (i don't understand) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buhbye ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gone-in-the--wind.tumblr.com/photo/1280/342654537/1/tumblr_kuj6ueYpe11qa5hfm" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;img class="image" alt="" width="500" height="667" src="http://7.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuj6ueYpe11qa5hfmo1_500.jpg" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;i simply hate people who claims to like a band/team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;but don't even know 5 to 10 songs they sang. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;and only like the band cos their friend(s) like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;they want to fit in to be "COOL" lame lar. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-821415510657214764?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/821415510657214764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/stranger-than-it-seems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/821415510657214764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/821415510657214764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/stranger-than-it-seems.html' title='stranger than it seems,'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-4854811333956094028</id><published>2010-01-16T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:20:02.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in case god doesn't show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=valamberandht-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/valamberandht-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let the good times roll. i heart my CHOCOLATES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heyhey! ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i'm posting~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was fineee. much better than the whole week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos, it was TEENSCLUB day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got to see my friends. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and V, sweetinnocent V. &lt;3&lt;div&gt;while walking to forum, at the taxi stand there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with wanrui, i saw gurmit. yeaps, gurmit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i ohmygosh is that gurmit? veryvery loud! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he stared at me and i give the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inevercallyoularlook and walk away. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;class was okey, better than school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, went to our usual ION. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lunch/dinneeer and went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daddy fetched me at MRT there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;overall, it was funfunfun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i absolutely loveee weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah, i'm obsessed with this song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BROKEN STRINGS. lyrics. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drumrolls please,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;But you broke me, now I can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I love you and so untrue&lt;br /&gt;I can't even convince myself&lt;br /&gt;When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what are we doing?&lt;br /&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;br /&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When it's too late, too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're running through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When we both know it's too late, too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;br /&gt;So how can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know that I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oopsy, its getting late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its such a short post, yeahs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to go eat my dinneer now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buhbye ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-4854811333956094028?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4854811333956094028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-case-god-doesnt-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/4854811333956094028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/4854811333956094028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-case-god-doesnt-show.html' title='in case god doesn&apos;t show'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-7692253650218725914</id><published>2010-01-08T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:51:28.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been lying to myself,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0306-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/DSCF0306-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0306-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;when the storm was raging all around me; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;you are the peace that calms my troubled sea.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;when the cares of this world darken my day;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;you are the light that shines and shows me the way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beautiful Lord by Leeland :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmygosh, i heart this song! ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, school's has started and i'm pissed -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mostly cos CCA, hmm, don't really want to talk bout it. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, classes were alrighty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;form teacher, geography teacher and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worst of all tamil teacher stays th same. ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our science teacher taught us begaining of last year too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess what, mr deep's our english teacher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and blahs and blahs &gt;&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gaaah, tmrw teens club starting. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;probably, new students O:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i miss you guys, especially V. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like the holidays have made me realise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something, something so strange. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was angry,  regretful, A isn't th one, i know. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i try my best to smile after being so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid. and yes, V might be th one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;might, might, might, might, might. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haish, nothing else to talk about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i won't touch blogger for another i don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here is the following: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PATRICIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.01.10, th precious date. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chiobu! ^^ keep tht beautiful smile there always. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, this is how i shall end this post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buhbye! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&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/1201732628187590877-7692253650218725914?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7692253650218725914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-been-lying-to-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/7692253650218725914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/7692253650218725914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-been-lying-to-myself.html' title='i&apos;ve been lying to myself,'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-6802723182723017738</id><published>2010-01-01T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:35:30.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010 will be better'/><title type='text'>start of something new,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0304-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/DSCF0304-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0304.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/DSCF0304.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2009 came for a reason; a good reason. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;heyhey everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009. it just ended. D:&lt;br /&gt;2010. it just started :D&lt;br /&gt;grrr, what a way to start my &lt;b&gt;lame&lt;/b&gt; post! ~&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember my first days at scss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a year has gone by sooo fast. gaaah. x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i'll never forget to thank those who made 2009 (and other years) th best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAN HUI TING,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bestfriendforeverandever.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there for me all th time, making 2009 joyful and happy &lt;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMBER TEO,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bestfriendforever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although, you have billion of problems of your own, thanks for always helping me out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VALERIE ONG, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bestfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for being there when i needed you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PANG PEI YI,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bestfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we've known each other for so long, can't forget every momment i spent with you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UMA ELANKKUMARUN, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bestfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for doing sooo much for me. &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAI WAN RUI, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bestfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for making 2009 FUN and JOYFUL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KIMBERELY CHONG,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bestfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; thanks for listening to my crazy rants, helping me and tolerating my nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all, i think.&lt;br /&gt;school's starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;sort of mixed feelings lor. *sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, homework, i've sortta "given up" x: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my phone went crazy yesterday -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohwell, i will end here lar. tsktsk~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s i changed my wishlist, go view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-6802723182723017738?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6802723182723017738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/start-of-something-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/6802723182723017738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/6802723182723017738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/start-of-something-new.html' title='start of something new,'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-8471261201788813302</id><published>2009-12-22T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T15:29:54.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what goes around, comes around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pictureimback.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/pictureimback.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyloh people! :D&lt;div&gt;back from MIAing~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, im so obsessed with&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy uh?! anyways, hols was fun xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;won't go into detail, no timeee. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, i enjoyed almost all of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;water activities, funfun! ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and decorating th christmas tree. O.o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehees(: BBQ was absolutely fun! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastday, went to st anne's church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;overall, it was uber fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, i did'nt watch NEWMOON with my cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;due to, their comments like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so gay" "eeew, its about romance" blahblah &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i think i shall watch it with ambyy! xP &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't done homework yett! D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, gottogo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-8471261201788813302?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8471261201788813302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-goes-around-comes-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/8471261201788813302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/8471261201788813302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='what goes around, comes around'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-2670198354483730977</id><published>2009-11-28T16:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:23:16.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby, you know that</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;mayb its time for miracles,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;cos i aint giving up on love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SUDDENLY LIKE ADAM! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, nooo, he's so cute, to my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thts stupid, i know, he's GAY O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all my american idol season 8, kris was always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;th winner. matt was always th best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, why didnt matt win. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU MATT! xoxo ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its okey, kris was my second favourite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but ever since live like we're dying, i hated kris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatthehell, COPY FROM TH SCRIP ?! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its kind of irritating barhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on th other hand, adam is so awesome now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey, enough of kris, adam and MATT&lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i had awesome fun! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all cousins outing~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to escape theme park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;twelve hours there! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went go kart thrice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wet and wild twice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pirate ship once &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;roller coaster once &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haunted house 2 once &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was screaming like shit for no reason. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and another spraying one where we all sabbo one person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heeeh, so much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturdays are becoming boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now tht teens club has ended, i feel so stranded at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss it, so fast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i hav loads of hols hmwrk tht i havent do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so steeeeeeesssssseeeeeeed! D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;ENGLISH&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;s&gt;composition&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;s&gt;comprehension&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;LITERATURE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~merchant of venice worksheet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~essay writing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;MATHS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;s&gt;examination revision questions on workbook&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~worksheet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAMIL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~project about animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaaargh, what kind of hols is this ?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GO FOR DHIVYEN'S NCC PASSING OUT PARADE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's going to become a trainee officer at th age of 16 O: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first, SGM then trainee officer. ((: grats! claps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND PEIYI DID OHSOWELL FOR HER PSLE! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;221! yeah, babeh, you rawk \m/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohyeah, drama camp rocked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially, waterbombs which i got totally drenched &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, POP xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye!  &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/1201732628187590877-2670198354483730977?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2670198354483730977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-you-know-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/2670198354483730977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/2670198354483730977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-you-know-that.html' title='baby, you know that'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-6186865907404720578</id><published>2009-11-23T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:56:10.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't let that happen.</title><content type='html'>heyloh people&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drama camp today~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nine to six. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrrr, it sucked, totally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first we settled in and talked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, started playing games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;squash, murderer and alphabet game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then we played th chair game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prev -.- and unsafe -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SB sucks to th core but tht thing is 20times worst wor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL, if you understand. ((: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lunch, chicken rice, not bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heeh, after lunch we slacked in th drama room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played jq's PSP, GTA. like screaming all th time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we cleaned th cupboard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it sucked, yeah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sneeeezing cos of th dust wor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pityme! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrr, slacked more after cleaning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and prepared for POP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah, soafen's idea was crazyy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drunk people. LOLxcx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, it was 5.50. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we met ms rina, she brief us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and let us out fifteen minutes late! -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, to rub it on amber, hui and valerie, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i already watched 2012 yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first awesome eight outing! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey, only four of us came. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laura's and krishan's parents were angry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tht i brought them so far. LOL. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after th movie went for lunch at subway. yum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okey, went to collect hamster from bern! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alex had been emo-ing for some time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, it's playing on its wheel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, you're soooo cute manxxx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quizzy time! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ame 11 people you can think of right off the top of your head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don`t you write the names of all the 11 people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is alot funnier if you randomly list the names first .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No cheating .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. HuiTing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Amber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Valerie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. WanRui &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. PeiYi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Kimberely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Sophia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. ReiTing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Chelsea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Amira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. William&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don`t look ahead unless you filled up the top !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(1)How did you meet #4 ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WanRui! Teens Club ' 09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(2)What will you do if #2 and #6 were going out ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amber and Kimberely! Waaaah, Jason not happy lar! LOL, they dont even know each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(3)How old is #8?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ReiTing! fourteen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(4)What would you do if #5 confessed he/she love you ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PeiYi! She's already my boyf &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(5)Whos #10`s bestfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amira! Sharon, i think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(6)Have you eaten around #1 ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HuiTing! Obviously HONEY&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(7)Do you miss #1 ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HuiTing! YEEEES! come back from hongkong and china now! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(8)Who is dating #11 ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ReiTing! Someone starting with C. okey, wont reveal more. teehee(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(9)What do you think of #3? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie! STUPID, IDIOTIC, HYPER, TALL AND SLIM AND CHIO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(10)What do you think of #9 ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amira! Mrs EJ lar. A hyper GTA player. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(11)What will you do if # 4 and #7 were dating ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WanRui and Sophia! Ask them how th hell they know each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(12)Who does #2 like ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amber. Hmmm, currenly hating over her exboyf, jason. LOL, now nobody, i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(13)Would you marry #7 ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophia! LESBIANS ILLEGAL IN SPORE LER. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(14)Do you love #10 ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amira! As a friend. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(15)Ever slept in the same room as any of the numbers ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HuiTing and Amber! CAMP lor! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till i post again, goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-6186865907404720578?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6186865907404720578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-let-that-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/6186865907404720578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/6186865907404720578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-let-that-happen.html' title='don&apos;t let that happen.'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-1090901058517702039</id><published>2009-11-21T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:06:53.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i will never forget you</title><content type='html'>hello peopleee! (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;TODAY WAS SWISS OPEN HOUSE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;three words fun.but.sucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eeyeer, th turnout was bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, had a great time slacking at th canteen. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand, acted twice. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;th performance sucked, totally. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiz, dont feel like typing anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yawns, really tired~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;show you th pics can already wor :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfI0E8kQ-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/d2wx2_HbG5I/s1600/SNC00094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfI0E8kQ-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/d2wx2_HbG5I/s200/SNC00094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406510674688099298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;macs for lunch. delic! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfIzg5uxFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/89MyB0aP4Tk/s1600/SNC00089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfIzg5uxFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/89MyB0aP4Tk/s200/SNC00089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406510665012528210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;stop acting cute! oh, is tht a middle finger?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfIzJ-9NyI/AAAAAAAAAQY/sNWQeSDXlW0/s1600/SNC00085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfIzJ-9NyI/AAAAAAAAAQY/sNWQeSDXlW0/s200/SNC00085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406510658860431138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;nice pose(: heehee xD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfIyo_xjNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/l6cm4AEtzKg/s1600/SNC00079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfIyo_xjNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/l6cm4AEtzKg/s200/SNC00079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406510650005490898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfIyb661II/AAAAAAAAAQI/b1YXZJbnRAM/s1600/SNC00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfIyb661II/AAAAAAAAAQI/b1YXZJbnRAM/s200/SNC00075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406510646495466626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;slacking instead of practicing, such a bad example wor. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i had to miss teens club.&lt;br /&gt;it was th last lesson. T.T&lt;br /&gt;going to miss those who are not gng next year.&lt;br /&gt;especially, baiwanrui. thcrazycuteone. LOL&lt;br /&gt;and tara too, even though i hav told people a million&lt;br /&gt;times tht i hated you. heehee(:&lt;br /&gt;i was tearing in th bus ride home.&lt;br /&gt;i bet no one saw me as i was looking at my phone all th while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end this post sadly.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-1090901058517702039?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1090901058517702039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-i-will-never-forget-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/1090901058517702039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/1090901058517702039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-i-will-never-forget-you.html' title='and i will never forget you'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTvptsBSnrY/SwfI0E8kQ-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/d2wx2_HbG5I/s72-c/SNC00094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1201732628187590877.post-7393742845189215046</id><published>2009-11-18T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:07:33.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring Ding Dong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=shineeringdingdong-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/shineeringdingdong-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHINee launched their new album, YEAR OF US on 14th October! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heeh, andand im MUSTMUST buy it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ring ding dong is an awesome song! xP &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lyrics~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;[Jongyhun]Baby, I've been charmed by you&lt;br /&gt;But why are you acting to me this way?&lt;br /&gt;Don't escape, if you're afraid&lt;br /&gt;How about just trusting me, my lady?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Onew] Ring ding dong&lt;br /&gt;Ring ding dong&lt;br /&gt;Ring diggi dingdiggi&lt;br /&gt;Ding ding ding (x2)&lt;br /&gt;[Taemin] Ring ding dong&lt;br /&gt;Ring ding dong&lt;br /&gt;Ring diggi dingdiggi&lt;br /&gt;Ding ding ding (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Key] Butterfly! When I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;You flashed in front of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;My brain stopped and the bell rang ding dong&lt;br /&gt;[Onew] I mean I'm not a cool guy&lt;br /&gt;Not a kind guy, not a guy like that but about to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm a decent bad boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Taemin] You're like a butterfly! You were too weak, you fell&lt;br /&gt;You were too gentle, you fell&lt;br /&gt;I have to be by your side&lt;br /&gt;[Jongyhun] Don't worry about it, Don't worry&lt;br /&gt;Just trust me, and everything will be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[All] Baby, I can't stop my heart, oh crazy!&lt;br /&gt;You're too beautiful, I can't stand it, oh crazy!&lt;br /&gt;If it isn't for you, I wouldn't need it, oh crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Why am I acting this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fantastic&lt;br /&gt;So elastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic (x4)&lt;br /&gt;Elastic (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wakakaka~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go listen to th sooong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huiting has left to hongkong. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she'll be back 23rd december. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmygod, hols gng to be soo boring without her lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bernice is gng to lemme adopt one of her baby hamster. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand, i hav to complete all my hmwrk by &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 december but i havent started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is th hols, i wonder why th hell there is hmwrk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nehmind, i shall be a good girl and do my hmwrk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maths hmwrk so sucky. i dont want to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i go do english composition first lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand, tamil got one sucky project. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so whatthehell, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I HATE DRAMA CLUB! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MISS RINA SUCKS~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thankyouzxcx, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;savita signing off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-7393742845189215046?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7393742845189215046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ring-ding-dong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/7393742845189215046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/7393742845189215046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ring-ding-dong.html' title='Ring Ding Dong!'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-1817501976643953751</id><published>2009-11-16T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T15:07:49.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clouds of time,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture025-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/Picture025-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;best friends forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;we do act hyper but we're retards by nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wakakaka~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope teens club decides where to go for our outing soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at far east plaza. so we're like arguing. eeyeer. laughoutloud! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will miss tara even though &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never liked her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yellowFBTtee, i seriously dont understand you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am i really back onto you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope not. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, you dont wear tht tee anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awww, so sad. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;IM SICK NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope i get well soon~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand, i hope to go escape with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eeyeer, cant go orchard wif th awesome eight. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos laura's parents are fxcking strict -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatthetoot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahah, bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-1817501976643953751?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1817501976643953751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/clouds-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/1817501976643953751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/1817501976643953751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/clouds-of-time.html' title='clouds of time,'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-8412280964474431771</id><published>2009-11-12T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:08:16.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll never</title><content type='html'>leave you alone in th dark. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heeeey peeeeopleee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im back from th AWESOME class chalet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those who didnt go should regret lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's talk about it in detail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beware, it will be boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1pm met bernice, liying and arubyel at admiralty station&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, took taxi to th resort. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we realised th rest were STILL at jurong east. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatthetoot, so we slacked at EHUB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to buy drinks and other stuffs. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after tht, we went to coffee bean to drink and eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon later, we proceeded to th chalet and xinying was there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so help her unload somethings. xP &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then, th other arrived and th BBQ began. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at first a bit boring lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;th chers came a bit later and we started crapping and eating. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand, th guys started throwing water balloons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made a bigbig mess at th downstairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah, and th girls were playing with cold iceee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;making another not so big mess downstairs too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;started throwing ice around wor. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when th BBQ ended, those who were not staying went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we proceeded to EHUB for bowling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to admit, i made an improvement in bowling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can finally hold th 6pounds ball with ONE hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laughoutloud. {:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehees, nicolette, gladys and xinying went to macs without completing th game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand, we had to finish two games by 12.30 am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we chiong-ed and anyhow throw for th three girls :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heeh, hope they dont mind our poor bowling skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we were returning back to th chalet, i, byel and liying got loooost! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL, and then we called nicolette and walked back c:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, th movie marathon had began. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was not really sucessful though. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we watched unborn first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unlucky me, went to shower during th most scariest part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i watched th movie in AMK hub before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lameeee ending. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after tht, it was th awesome final destination 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being a person who had watched 1 and 2, i was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn exciting to watch it barrhhs. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then, th whole thing lagged and eventually got spoilt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;due to anoop's poor burning skills. roflmao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we tried and tried. and it was almost 5 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;th girls and th guys went upstairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guys were playing card games and girls were slacking on th bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE FELL ASLEEP. but, woke up at 6am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today morning, we ate cookies for breakfast and watched quarantined. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not once, but twice. cos some sleepy heads missed it. X:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first time i watched it, i was hugging th pillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;covering my face most of th times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and screeeeeeeeeaming at most scary scenes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i packed my bag and we all went to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we bowled again. ouch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my hand ached badly worrrs. take pity on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had to leave earlier cos of my extra lessons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took th MRT to orchard and walked to forumn. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was lateee but tara understood-ed?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my grade 4 exam is tmrw and im freaking scared lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god, save me and make sure i remember everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heeh, after th extra lessons,  we went to zara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to buy stuff but to have a better view of th big  TV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at lido, decided what movie to watch for our outing! &lt;3&lt;div&gt;heeeh, 2012 had been suggested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tht aweeeesomeee movie [: thankyouxcx! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im tired now. later still got british council. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this post was long, sorry to bore you guys &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiz, i shall end here (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-8412280964474431771?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8412280964474431771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/8412280964474431771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/8412280964474431771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-never.html' title='i&apos;ll never'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-3205177045735479456</id><published>2009-11-11T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:43:15.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me whyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=zzzz-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu3/Savita-smosh/zzzz-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;i promise&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello blogger(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heehee, im squeezing in a post now! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later, i would be gng to th class chalet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it would be fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huiting had her class chalet on monday and tuesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL, what a conincidence. xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand, her class chalet is at coasta sands resorts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she claimed it was fxcking small. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and her class booked TWO CHALETS?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was still squeeezy. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, kind of worried bout th spacing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im just hoping i wont sleep lor. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, i had awesome fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks HONEY&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;around 11.3o, went IKEA to eat. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehees[: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hui had came from her chalet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she was DEAD. roflmao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nooo sleep worrr, she seems so high?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laughoutloud, after tht went for my extra lessons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for GRADEEE 4 at juliagabriel. ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, hui waited for me at boarders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHE FINISHED CHOSEN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 to 4.30 was my lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmygawd, thts fast. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heee, we went back to forumn, toys r us too look around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love playing with th sample gameees. &lt;3&lt;div&gt;hahah, im so childish but who cares? :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in th end, we started playing soccer with th ball there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and th bigbig barney toy was uber huge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vanisri shld hav been there. lmao. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oooh, then we went to ION to look at th &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WE ARE ONE" thing. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we were toking and slacking until it was seven?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOOO LOOONG liddat. we went to ION foodcourt to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;th hokkien noodles damn nice lor. award winning, i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;budden, whatthetoot, $5.50 lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasting my freaking money. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we gng home, was shittily tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yawns. we bounced. took th train to marina bay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then all th way back. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAD TO NOT GO FOR MY &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;tupid&lt;/span&gt; CCA AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant they make it in th morning when im free?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they expect us to be free all th time. ?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, my grade 4 exam is a zillionth times more important &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;diotic &lt;/span&gt;CCA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never pon-ed it, so i dont give a damn -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday also i cant make it cos of my actual grade 4 exam (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they dont even give correct information. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;th teacher in charge dont seem like they even care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, why should i? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with this note, im ending my post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byeee! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;andand, i changed my skinn, finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;after lazyy me finished editing it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;i realised it was patricia's old skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;rofl, so stuuupiiiid of me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;anyways, IM SORRY PAT X:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-3205177045735479456?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3205177045735479456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/tell-me-whyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/3205177045735479456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/3205177045735479456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/tell-me-whyy.html' title='tell me whyy'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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-1201732628187590877.post-7348462031279397188</id><published>2009-11-07T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:38:41.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart starts to wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;where on earth you could be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hello everyone(: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i posted yesterday but decided to delete tht post ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos, it sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yayy, today i could go for teens club. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom allowed me to even though i was sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wheee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i was coughing like shitxcx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, it was FUN and TIRING cos me and wanrui got scolding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos, we couldnt remember our pieces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me, prose and jie couldnt remember her play and prose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, erick helped me and william helped her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i think i can remember wors?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but tara said we were going to DIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLxcx, after class went home straight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think thts th first time i didnt distract myself and slack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yawns, sticking to this blogger skin still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i found a new skin but lazy edit lorhhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will edit soon and use it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whooots~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;4 MORE DAYS FOR CLASS CHALET! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im excited, i guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never had a class chalet before.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its nine and i havent eaten my dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i shall go now(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will post soon uhhs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byeeee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;im sorry amogh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;im sorry krishan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-7348462031279397188?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7348462031279397188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/7348462031279397188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/7348462031279397188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/2.html' title='my heart starts to wonder'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1201732628187590877.post-3954063165557640655</id><published>2009-11-03T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T15:16:08.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>figure out this life</title><content type='html'>haloh people(: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;relinkks with love. thankyouverymuch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to figure out this life of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had never taken life seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, now, i paid th price. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;regrets, and ive learnt my lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im gng to change for th better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ive made my promise and i hope not to break it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im trying to forget you, boy &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, crap, halfway through watching jeniffer's body,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my laptop lagged. i only watched 45mins D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need a new laptop! *crying out loud*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just realised im missing PCK wohhs. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;better catch it before it ends! ill end here[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2012 \m/ 14th November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byeeeee(:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;who would you say your last goodbye to?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1201732628187590877-3954063165557640655?l=figure-outmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3954063165557640655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/figure-out-this-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/3954063165557640655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1201732628187590877/posts/default/3954063165557640655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-outmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/figure-out-this-life.html' title='figure out this life'/><author><name>Savita,</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09866410847124304440</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>
