<?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-6610178819528803883</id><updated>2012-02-01T11:39:37.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>San's life stories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>220</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5454613037488540939</id><published>2012-02-01T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:39:37.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're just another nightmare</title><content type='html'>I had a dream, about someone I dont want to remember while I was having my beauty sleep. As soon as you came into my dream, I forced myself awake because I'm totally determined to get you out of my life. Its time you should get out of my life, in every possible way for all the hurt you gave. I want to unfollow you on twitter, delete you from facebook and quit the job. Sighhhhh. And the best part, I'm gonna see this person at the chalet later in the evening, but I'll go because its a birthday celebration for my good friend. Tell me, how great can this be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5454613037488540939?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5454613037488540939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5454613037488540939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5454613037488540939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5454613037488540939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/02/youre-just-another-nightmare.html' title='You&apos;re just another nightmare'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2115037289924677372</id><published>2012-01-31T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T14:23:02.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a part, not apart</title><content type='html'>I'm so feeling so bored right now, I decided to blog to kill time. Finally finished reading the two books I borrowed earlier on last week. Glad that I'm able to finish reading those books, yet wished I slow down my pace on reading so I could escape reality a little longer. I wonder who knows how I feel right now. :/ I guess I'll just need more books to entertain myself till school starts in April. To be honest, I'm super excited for school to start because I believe it'll be great to be back studying like how I used to as a student, instead of working and fighting hard with determination for the sake of money. Thank God for some awesome friends I have right now in my life, I managed to at least come this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was an awesome day, all thanks to Soon Liang. (: Met up with him in the train at 3.40pm and we went to Cathay cineleisure. Main purpose of the trip was to get our good friend a birthday present. Spent lots of time choosing something we think she'll like and use, before we went to get movie tickets for the night. I guess we both had lots of things occupied in our mind, we actually didnt thought&amp;nbsp;of the issue of having public transport back home after the movie, until my mom called me at night. This is indeed strange. So anyway, after getting our movie tickets, we headed to Taka from somerset by walking since we had so much time to burn. :X On the way to Taka, I swear I had entertained Soon Liang with so much events that happened to me, since I've always had a happening life. He ended up laughing and told me to relax, and not be stressed. Such a nice friendddd. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get more stuffs for our good friend as a birthday present at Art friend after we reached Taka by walking, fortunately. Had early dinner at food court and decided to walk to Ion orchard for a random window shopping session. Walked all over the place like nobody's business before we walked back to Cineleisure for frolick. Can you imagine, this is the first time my friend ever tasted frolick because he said he dont like yogurt. His expression of tasting yogurt for the first time yesterday was super hilarious but he still didnt exactly like the taste. How can someone not like frolick? :/ Oh well, different people, different taste buds maybe? Rested our feet at frolick for quite sometime while watching random passerby play some dance game. Had a great time laughing while having our frolick because some people really move like zombie while doing the dance steps. Sorry, we didnt mean to laugh, but it was really funny. But I salute them for their guts to dance in public, though they know they cant dance. (: Then, Soonliang suggested that he wanna play pool with the intention to burn more time before the movie starts. For the first time, I tried playing pool and its was with a guy friend. Thanks to SoonLiang for teaching me how to play pool, though it was super embarrassing to not hit the ball sometimes. He's a good teacher, I'm a good student because I was so close in winning the game. Played pool for an hour before we went to arcade for more entertainment. Sat down on one of those machines in the arcade and watched Soonliang play street basketball for 3 rounds, and finally its time for the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that 'I love hongkong 2012' is quite a good movie though SL thinks it isnt as hilarious as another chinese movie ' All's well bla bla bla'. Sorry, I cant remember the title of the movie. :X Headed straight for the Mrt train after our movie and to our surprise, we saw Steven Lim at cineleisure at such timing. We laughed about it, and gave funny awkward expression after walking out of cine. I swear it was strange. Thank God I only saw his side view. :X Headed to tamp mac alone for supper before catching bus home at 12.40am. Showered, a few pages of books and got knocked out. All in all, it was a great day. :) Guess I'll update when I manage to find sometime this week. Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2115037289924677372?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2115037289924677372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2115037289924677372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2115037289924677372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2115037289924677372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/01/be-part-not-apart.html' title='Be a part, not apart'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-7270978382475383025</id><published>2012-01-30T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T00:44:10.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've my limits</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna use this empty space to rant about what happened at work, since I felt things was quite unfair for me. Had work yesterday from 1-11.15pm, and had to jump shift today, which meant work 8am-3pm. Fyi, in the first place I planned my schedule 8am-1.30pm today. Just because whoever who planned the weekly schedule needed people today, they extended my schedule without even asking me about it. So, what's the point of writing our own schedules for the part timers. Decided to close one eye on this issue. Since I had to jump shift, I expected better schedule for the day. And guess what, I'm planned to vacuum the whole shopfloor in the morning before store opens. This, I totally cannot close one eye. For the past 9mths of work, I dare to say that I've been one of those who kept doing cleaning almost every morning shift I get, how is this fair ? Some staff had went on to complain about this issue, and we were being promised that they'll rotate everyone to do cleaning. Ended up, one round of rotation, and then its back to the same old people again. Why give us empty promises? To add on to my unhappiness, some people was on off yesterday on a WEEKEND, by right part timers are supposed to work on BOTH WEEKENDS. And they had the best and slackest schedule for today, and they get to&amp;nbsp;end work at 12/1.30pm. Seriously, why cant they be scheduled to do cleaning if they're only working for half a day with a full rest day the day before. Not to mention names, for it might hurt the innocent, I already found out the person who planned the schedule today. Based on my knowledge since I used to be very close to her, she loves planning slack schedules for the people she's close with. Total bias. I hereby say that I wont mind doing cleaning in the morning, doing 4hrs of fitting room/front greeting on shopfloor if everyone gets part of this. Point is, why am I the few only ones who keep getting this? Am I too nice to them, so they always bully me and expect alot from me? Even if I dont complain, my colleagues can see for themselves. They even asked me why is my schedule forever so happening. Please be fair la. When staffs complain, you complain that we complain, but in the first place its you who wanna make us complain because you've been bias, so dont talk so much la.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously felt damn wei qu myself the whole day, I was actually in a super bad mood, then to add on to the 'fire', Asst manager still want to talk so much about cleaning this morning. If you're that good, then dont ask me to clean for you, you can jolly well clean it yourself isnt it? Fyi, I came to work as a retail associate, not a cleaner. If you really need a cleaner that much, then in the first place, you should say you are looking for a cleaner right. Totally misusing staff okay. Manager wants me to stay in the store and thinks that I'm a good staff, but I'm so gonna tell her in her face, if I ever get cleaning again I will definitely quit this job because I'm not working for the $$, but for experience. I&amp;nbsp;would say I've&amp;nbsp;been one of the most committed part timer to this store by working on both weekends for full 10hrs or more every week ever since the busy sales period. Unlike some part timers, they get either weekend off, or half a day of work.&amp;nbsp; This are all facts that the management can check if they dont believe this though. I would of course at least expect better treatment, so I've decided I will not give any more face or chances to this management. Either you change, or I'll leave. I dont see why I should stay anyway, I see no future here. Sorry to say.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, some people at workplace are super backstabs / gossips. They put up a fake front, they never treat you as friend, so I've been careful at discussing about certain things with those I think could be trusted. And to you who planned the schedule, dont pretend it wasnt you. You wondered why you smiled at me, but I didnt reacted? Now I'm telling you because I dont know if I should be as fake as you and smile back, or should I show I knew what you did and hate you. You didnt know why I didnt talk to you and had any eye contact when you pass by. Last mth, when clique at work and more hated you so much, they wanted me to be on their side so badly but I decided not to take sides since I wasnt involved in the conflict. I even defended you, and tried helping you all reconcile. Guess what now? Sorry, you'll stand alone for what you've done. I wont waste my time trying to take my revenge, because karma will get to you. And fyi, you complain about colleagues disrespecting you at work. I'm so tempted to tweet : Dont expect others to respect you, when you've no respect for others. And respect is something to be earned by yourself and&amp;nbsp;instead, you&amp;nbsp;asked someone to respect you. Dumb much. But I clearly know if I tweet this, I'll be declaring war with you. So I decided not to play with you, its too childish a game. You need to grow up. And stop being so negative and naggy, we find you too bossy, we dislike listening to you. We treated you as friend, but you didnt so dont complain about us. Its time for me to overturn this store, something's big gonna happen. Feeling so excited for my little plans. :X&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, I'm glad to have all these people as true friends at work.&lt;br /&gt;-Alicia, Chiew Ping, Iris, Jovelle,&amp;nbsp;Jeremy, Linda Jie, Seri, Soon Liang, Yaya, Yolanda and Zixian. &lt;br /&gt;So, People please dont let me down! Ily all very much. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-7270978382475383025?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/7270978382475383025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=7270978382475383025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7270978382475383025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7270978382475383025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-gonna-use-this-empty-space-to-rant.html' title='I&apos;ve my limits'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3708831051470014600</id><published>2012-01-27T06:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T06:21:24.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical Street lights</title><content type='html'>Felt so glad that I've managed to find someone at work to confide in. Finally let everything out, things I've been keeping ever since it happened, my thoughts and many little confessions. It had been so long ever since I really had a good heart talk, this was one of the best I had. (: Thank you Jeremy for staying up till close to 5am with me, listening to all my troubles and unhappiness, being there for me when I needed someone to confide in or lending your help at work. Thumbs up for this good friend ttm! Felt much better after hearing all his advices and praises for me. Yay, I'm a happy girl. I believe I'm back to my old self already. :D Thank you to those who stayed by my side all this while. &lt;br /&gt;- Family,&amp;nbsp;clique, colleagues, trysha, kengyun etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had celebrations for cny few days back and I'm happy to say this year's was better and more meaningful. Reunion dinner as usual @ granny's house on cny eve, along with&amp;nbsp;my relatives.&amp;nbsp;Had a great catch up session with my awesome cousin - Travis, about our lives after not seeing each other for almost like half a year. Gosh, I swear I missed him so much. In fact, I tell him more things than I actually tell my biological brother. How strange. Sat together during dinner and he made me laugh so hard with all his jokes and teasing with my cousins. Had so much fun until it was close to 11pm at night, before most of my relatives decide to head home for a rest. Sudden decision to spend my night @ Granny's house so I got&amp;nbsp;Travis to drive my family home, and I rushed to get my stuffs before heading back to the car. Felt so bad when I saw Travis standing beside the lift, for at least ten minutes while waiting for me to get my stuffs as I headed downstairs, into the car. Car ride with Travis will always be the best, with music blasting and car's at fast speed. Watched 'dangerous boys' and had chicken wings in his air-con room, totally enjoying life. Slept close to 2am, and woke up at 9am the following day. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Derrick outside Granny's house and headed to bedok Mac for breakfast. Had long and happening conversations over breakfast and finally got home by 12 noon. Slacked my afternoon away before cny celebrations in the evening begin. Had Macs for dinner with family and headed to Granny's house again. Next, met Derrick again and went for a walk because I couldnt stand sitting and stoning while waiting for my relatives to arrive. Finally decided to walk over to 7-11 and got Ben and Jerry Ice-cream, chocolates and candies. :) At about 9pm, relatives finally arrived while I was upstairs watching Travis play games. Reluctantly, headed downstairs to see them and idontknowwhy all my red packets didnt come directly to me but it went to my mom. Major Joke. :X Joined 'the aunties talk' about their kids, school and what not, while the teens and few other relatives started playing blackjack and gambling. Endless conversations about future and studies with a few aunts, and received lots of good advices. Sent them off close to 12 midnight and rushed to Travis's room for 'dangerous boys' again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to feel freezing cold in the room under the blanket, and realised my awesome cousin had left his air-con on for me all alone for a good rest in his room. Freshen myself up and finally dragged myself downstairs and greeted everyone in the living room. Granny was so glad to see me stay here overnight, she couldnt stop smiling. (: Stayed for lunch before getting a free car ride home from Travis and headed out after a shower till night with my sister. Cny was indeed good this year, hopefully things will be as good in the upcoming years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I havent been working much lately, since I wanted to have a good rest from everything that's almost breaking me apart. Thank God that I'm getting over all these and my health's getting better. :) Borrowed two books from the library to escape from reality for sometime over these past two days and I'm glad its helping. Let's hope the future will be better (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3708831051470014600?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3708831051470014600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3708831051470014600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3708831051470014600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3708831051470014600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/01/magical-street-lights.html' title='Magical Street lights'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6224850524637019890</id><published>2012-01-13T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:21:04.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You dont know me</title><content type='html'>I wished I could find something new to keep myself happy, instead of having to depend on my friends to constantly be here for me and to cheer me up. Each time when I've nobody to talk to because they are all either schooling or working, I start to think back about all that had happened. Things that have changed between us, changed me, you and our lives. I hate the fact how emotional I feel each time I think about some people. The people who I actually cared most, always&amp;nbsp;would end&amp;nbsp;up leaving me. Before you know it, your heart breaks into pieces, and you're left all alone to pick yourself up and then, history repeats itself. I hate it when I feel like I'm always the one trying so hard to put everything back together. Am I really that insignificant? I hate how my social life is, I hate how I didnt guarded my heart against the bad people. Sigh, I should really get over all these. If there ever gonna be pills invented to keep a human happy every single day, I dont mind overdosing myself with it before I suffer from depression. I want to leave SG so badly, to start my life anew. I need hope. &lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to get into the happy mood before I meet J later for sushi buffet. She's such a sweetheart. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6224850524637019890?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6224850524637019890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6224850524637019890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6224850524637019890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6224850524637019890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-dont-know-me.html' title='You dont know me'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6873486264885950511</id><published>2012-01-12T03:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T03:20:23.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing dreams, living up to expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Finally managed to find sometime to be back at this empty space for some new updates. So, I fell sick last week probably because I havent been getting enough sleep every single day and maybe because I had too much fast food, leading to me suffering from&amp;nbsp;sorethroat and&amp;nbsp;caught a bad flu.&amp;nbsp;Literally collapsed on my bed after I got home after Sec 1 orientation CCA exhibition last Friday @ Damai. First time in my entire life, I felt so weak to even move. Slept for 14hrs straight till the next morning.&amp;nbsp;Probably my first time sleeping for that long in my whole entire life too. Cant believe it, even till now. Thought I would feel better, but who knows, it became worse when I got up. Decided not to take MC and headed to work full shift in the afternoon. I think I was crazy at that point of time. Felt worse at work when I started feeling dizzy after standing for long hours, and carrying the mannequin up and down just to change the outfits. Seriously, I wished I was a guy. The mannequins are heavy ttm, I always worry I would drop them on the floor. Thank God for my colleagues. (: Managed to end work despite being sick. I think I did a great job here isnt it? ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;8 Jan 2012&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Met up with Kai Li for some shopping at cineleisure in the afternoon. Headed to Rockstar to get our Baggu, before checking out some awesome shoes at Left foot. Still havent decide which pair of shoes I'm gonna get, so I shall save my $$ first. Bought two friendship bands for myself &amp;amp; love (Trysha)! Hopes she likes it okay. :D After hours of shopping, we headed to Astons for late lunch. So while waiting for our food, we actually camwhored like nobody's business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7TcUk_9hcZI/Tw3THwwcfoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/HkDl4rfwsbo/s1600/IMG_1366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7TcUk_9hcZI/Tw3THwwcfoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/HkDl4rfwsbo/s320/IMG_1366.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;check this out, its super awesome. yayyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YXs7TFp71iA/Tw3TJZKUADI/AAAAAAAAAJk/D3fSR_qm5U8/s1600/IMG_1367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YXs7TFp71iA/Tw3TJZKUADI/AAAAAAAAAJk/D3fSR_qm5U8/s320/IMG_1367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my new wallpaper in my phone. Love this peektureeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yL3aEYNq5w/Tw3TKciJMPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/vimdBiimpQA/s1600/IMG_1368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yL3aEYNq5w/Tw3TKciJMPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/vimdBiimpQA/s320/IMG_1368.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZehBu8rKB9U/Tw3TLg2ScII/AAAAAAAAAJ0/McgCH541Pk4/s1600/IMG_1369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZehBu8rKB9U/Tw3TLg2ScII/AAAAAAAAAJ0/McgCH541Pk4/s320/IMG_1369.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This silly girl wants to chew her phone because we waited for too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6YDMJsMibM/Tw3TNexA4hI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/8fsJE9AolDU/s1600/IMG_1374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6YDMJsMibM/Tw3TNexA4hI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/8fsJE9AolDU/s320/IMG_1374.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sticking out your tongue is the new trend yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AXHmgdTl-5c/Tw3TQDds3PI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qwjarPgeDXc/s1600/IMG_1380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AXHmgdTl-5c/Tw3TQDds3PI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qwjarPgeDXc/s320/IMG_1380.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This peekture is to show off our braces. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnEDoaoeSLg/Tw3TRrkiH2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/zNKGB0S_P6g/s1600/IMG_1385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnEDoaoeSLg/Tw3TRrkiH2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/zNKGB0S_P6g/s320/IMG_1385.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WINKKKKKK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w42d_NKNRho/Tw3TStE_zRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Bu2cg91-yLA/s1600/IMG_1386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w42d_NKNRho/Tw3TStE_zRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Bu2cg91-yLA/s320/IMG_1386.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tJXwZe7GKKA/Tw3TVJXEIhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xgFWCf2B1sg/s1600/IMG_1387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tJXwZe7GKKA/Tw3TVJXEIhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xgFWCf2B1sg/s320/IMG_1387.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2aVyHYsK7a8/Tw3TW33apUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/n2n-iRT3l6w/s1600/IMG_1388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2aVyHYsK7a8/Tw3TW33apUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/n2n-iRT3l6w/s320/IMG_1388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XgUD9M9Ddkc/Tw3TYWbEujI/AAAAAAAAAK0/j4eFyDoC6yY/s1600/IMG_1389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XgUD9M9Ddkc/Tw3TYWbEujI/AAAAAAAAAK0/j4eFyDoC6yY/s320/IMG_1389.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Awkward smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e48_RCbxIvY/Tw3TZ06gqYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/TqRS-b8CXOE/s1600/IMG_1392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e48_RCbxIvY/Tw3TZ06gqYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/TqRS-b8CXOE/s320/IMG_1392.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jxmZvp_Zsdg/Tw3TbQQ5hxI/AAAAAAAAALE/47MVv4Y_JI8/s1600/IMG_1393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jxmZvp_Zsdg/Tw3TbQQ5hxI/AAAAAAAAALE/47MVv4Y_JI8/s320/IMG_1393.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2muu3J2mMhY/Tw3Tc_ANg6I/AAAAAAAAALM/PLphtq0s7MU/s1600/IMG_1396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2muu3J2mMhY/Tw3Tc_ANg6I/AAAAAAAAALM/PLphtq0s7MU/s320/IMG_1396.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How she survived with her long fringe?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vI1wm1t7K38/Tw3TeIE9jwI/AAAAAAAAALU/aYZUD-m2q5w/s1600/IMG_1397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vI1wm1t7K38/Tw3TeIE9jwI/AAAAAAAAALU/aYZUD-m2q5w/s320/IMG_1397.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Idontknowwhyherfringesolongla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Life feels good when I'm out with this cute girl. Thank you for making me laugh so much. (: So of course, camwhoring session had to come to an end. Headed back to store for work in the evening with that silly girl. Throat got better but flu was still terrible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ended work successfully&amp;nbsp;with the help of my awesome colleagues.&amp;nbsp;Headed to Macs for supper with Soon Liang, Jovelle and&amp;nbsp;some stalker.&amp;nbsp;Managed to take peekture with pretty Jovelle!^^﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7lvrPi0mHg/Tw3Tfg5YoOI/AAAAAAAAALc/dzZUUN_LvNc/s1600/IMG_1400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7lvrPi0mHg/Tw3Tfg5YoOI/AAAAAAAAALc/dzZUUN_LvNc/s320/IMG_1400.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Forever cute and positive friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YtC9PhmwJMU/Tw3TgmICr0I/AAAAAAAAALk/B-ZtqM5ni10/s1600/IMG_1401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YtC9PhmwJMU/Tw3TgmICr0I/AAAAAAAAALk/B-ZtqM5ni10/s320/IMG_1401.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you J, you made me see things in a different way to live life in a better way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you girl. :)&lt;/div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;For the next few days, I'm going to &lt;br /&gt;1. Stayed up and out with A&lt;br /&gt;2. NAFA open house&lt;br /&gt;3. Work 11/12hrs on both weekends. (OMG, JUST KILL ME) &lt;br /&gt;4. Check out private Fashion design school&lt;br /&gt;5. Dance &amp;amp; Band&lt;br /&gt;And in a few months time, Im heading to China with my clique at work. Seriously cant wait for this overseas trip since we've been planning for it since last year. And because I know I really need a runaway trip from SG since I cant stay happy forever. I need time and space to free myself from everything bad that happened, especially things related to someone that I thought shared the same thinking as me towards almost everything in life. I guess I need to learn to let go. I often care about people who dont care about me. Silly me. But its alright, I've found my true friends. Huge 'Thank you' to clique, colleagues at work, Eoin, Trysha, Kengyun, Yilin and Zoey! Thank you for showing your care and concern. (:&amp;nbsp;Love you people. Shall end this post here. Goodnight world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6873486264885950511?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6873486264885950511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6873486264885950511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6873486264885950511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6873486264885950511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/01/chasing-dreams-living-up-to.html' title='Chasing dreams, living up to expectations'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7TcUk_9hcZI/Tw3THwwcfoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/HkDl4rfwsbo/s72-c/IMG_1366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6991843726501554839</id><published>2012-01-05T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:51:08.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in shadows</title><content type='html'>I hate it when Im already trying my best on forgetting about someone, people remind me about them. Felt like all my efforts went down to the drain just like that. Trying real hard to not think about someone, who's already leaving my life, perhaps almost forever and someone just had to mention about it. :/ So, I started to sleep to escape reality when I'm not working. Problem is, we cant sleep forever right? How sad, I need to deal with it. Sigh, please dont ever ask what's going on in my life, I dont wanna talk about it anymore until I get over what's going on over here by myself. Hiding emotions, covering up for your lies, what do you know? Its okay, I'll stop being a silly girl soon. Thank you to those who keep showering me with care and concern every single day. -Hugs- &lt;br /&gt;Gonna be another busy day and have a good steamboat dinner with my lovable colleagues. I cant wait! Hopefully, I'll be back with pictures soon. Till then. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6991843726501554839?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6991843726501554839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6991843726501554839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6991843726501554839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6991843726501554839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/01/living-in-shadows.html' title='Living in shadows'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5621382577186254571</id><published>2012-01-04T02:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:37:53.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let go</title><content type='html'>Slept at 2am last night, and woke up just in time for early lunch before meeting a pretty girl for sherlock holmes before work starts. Felt so bad for making my pretty colleague wait for me, because I was late. :X&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, watched sherlock holmes and we both felt that the movie was kinda awesome. (: Though we only know each other through work last month, I actually realised we both can click rather well together, so I decided to confide in her about my problems. As expected, she got a shocked about how screwed my social life could be, it was probably not something she could have imagined. After talking to her about some of my problems, I actually started to think back about some of my friends. &lt;br /&gt;Like I told her, I will only consider myself as having many Hi-Bye friends. Friends that arent close to me, they wouldnt be the ones who listen to my problems, giving me advices, much less giving me support and help. :/ Honestly speaking, I feel like things were too one way. Its like, I felt like in most of my friendships, I will be the one giving in more, doing more much than the other party. I guess people just have to understand, everyone have lots of different friends, and if you're the only one trying your best to sustain your friendship, it will never work. The one giving in more will get tired too, we are all humans arent we? Sometimes, I really wished for people to be more appreciative with what they have, and not take things for granted. I always wished I was someone's priority, but looking at the way things are, I know I'm only an option. Someone they would turn to, only when they have problems, only when they needed someone to confide in etc. Im always afraid of losing friends because I know they play an important role in my life, but who was afraid of losing me? Pretty girl told me to relax and let things be, and learn to let go because these are things I cant control in life. Maybe I should really learn to let go, and be happier before I drive myself crazy. Sigh, whatever it is. All in all, sincerely wanna thank E for being there for me and making me smile everytime when he see me feeling unhappy through my tweets. Thank God for giving me someone to confide in, I guess I wont hope much anymore. Thank you to whoever who cared - Andrea, Eoin, Trysha, clique and colleagues. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5621382577186254571?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5621382577186254571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5621382577186254571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5621382577186254571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5621382577186254571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/01/let-go.html' title='Let go'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2630799554334317243</id><published>2012-01-02T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:19:00.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2011 was a year filled with ups and lots of downs, but I guess I learnt alot through all these. Seriously, hope that 2012 can be a much better year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I spent Xmas eve, xmas, new year eve and new year at work. Been working almost every single day, I know I sound like a crazy workaholic right now. :/ And I know my friends are gonna say that, this is so no life, but oh well. Life goes on isnt it? :P Been so sleep deprived nowadays, my eyes are so small. But, I cant help it as well. Schedules had been so bad, jump shifts twice, did many full shifts and worked 8 days straight before I get my off day. Can I complain ? Hahh, forced to work full shifts on both weekends like every week, I think this is worse than being a full timer. At least, full timers get either weekend off, and&amp;nbsp;are only&amp;nbsp;required to work 5 days a week. I work 5 days a week with no weekends off. Seriously pure madness. And then I think work drive me crazy, I started getting hyper, my colleagues started to ask what happened to me. Not that being happy is bad, but they just find it unusual for someone to be able to keep their energy level up with work of 8 days. New achievement. Honestly speaking, Im used to working like everyday to the extent that when I have off days, I dont know what to do, whether to just sleep at home or hang out with my buddies. I feel bad that I have to turn down outings almost everytime because of work when my buddies are finally having holidays. But well, I dont think I can do anything about it, unless I quit my job. Sadly, I still didnt get to quit till now, so I think I just have to live with it. Thank God for work, I can escape from my screwed social life with some people. Work to avoid people you dont wanna talk to, work to avoid your problems / troubles, and work to earn money. I think Im doing a good job here. :X So not ready to face everything I've been avoiding because I havent figure out what I should do to salvage things and solve my problems. Till then, work shall be my runaway. Thanks to those who showed lots of care and concern through many different ways every single day, about my health, listening to me about my problems etc. With that, I believe I will be able to figure things out slowly and have a better year than 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;First day of 2012, tried my best to avoid talking to you, took a detour and not look at you. I guess it was pretty obvious you started avoiding. Ended up, I replied to your questions because I was soft-hearted. But I guess at least you showed you cared, so I guess I will forgive you. Hahhh, Joke. :X&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/6610178819528803883-2630799554334317243?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2630799554334317243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2630799554334317243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2630799554334317243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2630799554334317243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-machine.html' title='Time Machine'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2249344172129156385</id><published>2011-12-16T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T15:52:34.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like ordinary</title><content type='html'>Feeling so stressed nowadays, and felt like I've got nobody to turn to, so Im sitting here filling my thoughts in this empty space. :/ Recently, things started to screw up, like I always expected. Nothing lasts forever, 'forever' doesnt exist. I need to get that into my head, before I start being stupid making the same mistakes all over again. For 17yrs of my life, I thought I finally found some of my true friends at work, who knew things ended up badly. Conflicts started to get into the way when two different parties had different perspectives and caused more misunderstandings. And like usual, I got caught in between both parties since they were all my friends. One side tried to pull me over, but I thought I shouldnt say anything much since I wasnt the direct person involved in their conflict. Who knew, now they just talked amongst themselves, leaving me alone. What's with all these? Who ever understand how I feel when all these keep happening over and over again. And now because of this guy, my bestfriend and I arent talking, though I tried my best to clear up the issue with her. Tell me, what to do when everything is only one way?&amp;nbsp;Feeling so horrible at work&amp;nbsp;everytime I see all my friends, I started to go for breaks alone and suffered from bad appetite. Started to keep everything to myself, lost motivation for work, I think Im going crazy soon. Then this day came, where one of the customers insulted and scolded me, when she didnt understand what I was telling her. I couldnt take it and&amp;nbsp;broke down. Colleagues working that day felt really worried about me, they started hugging me. But still,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;spent my 1hr break crying instead of eating, who knew I&amp;nbsp;felt so horrible deep inside.&amp;nbsp;Honestly speaking, I had thoughts of turning to something I used to hate. Kept forcing myself to not think of all these, and ended up crying almost every night before I fall asleep. Can things just get better somehow? Sighhh, its just me being really unlucky isnt it? If I wouldnt die stabbing my heart, I would because I want to stop all these feelings, because I cant continue being strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2249344172129156385?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2249344172129156385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2249344172129156385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2249344172129156385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2249344172129156385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/12/nothing-like-ordinary.html' title='Nothing like ordinary'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3076678118176856730</id><published>2011-11-28T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T16:06:12.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a dream</title><content type='html'>Getaway to HK was great, with bestfriend Andrea. :) Though it was only a short trip, I believed we both had lots of fun and laughter. Felt really glad to be away from SG, away from all the troubles, unhappiness etc, even if its only a few days. Managed to go&amp;nbsp;to the Peak, disneyland and many shopping places, so I'd say its quite a good experience since it was also&amp;nbsp;my first time going to HK.&amp;nbsp;Wouldnt go into the details, since I'm kinda lazyyy.&amp;nbsp;All in all,&amp;nbsp;I hope we would have more trips like this in future. Thank you best friend. :)&lt;br /&gt;As much as&amp;nbsp;I didnt want to come back to SG, I still have to, obviously. Kinda sighed when I&amp;nbsp;landed back in SG, because&amp;nbsp;I know I'll be facing the same shit again. Gosh, when will all these end anyway? Leading my life like a zombie, because I'm so sleep deprived every single day, all because of work. I know I&amp;nbsp;mentioned about quitting work for countless times but&amp;nbsp;I ended up failing to quit, even though I already told&amp;nbsp;my manager&amp;nbsp;about it for&amp;nbsp;four times. Tell me, whats hope?&amp;nbsp;Her first and immediate reaction to me quitting was 'NO'. Seriously, what else can I say? I'll probably just MIA from work when I really cant stand it anymore. I dread work every working day, dislike how I'm leading my life every single way. I know most of the people who see this will probably say things like 'I believe you have a choice' etc, but I dont know what I can do anymore and probably nobody understands how I'm feeling and my situations. So sick of all these, I cant wait for holidays to end, since holidays are all occupied by work. Really hope time pass faster to the end of 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3076678118176856730?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3076678118176856730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3076678118176856730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3076678118176856730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3076678118176856730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/11/like-dream.html' title='Like a dream'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-8760149220149207831</id><published>2011-11-15T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:14:53.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody wants life to be this way</title><content type='html'>Cant help but think that life's a torture for me. Seriously, I wished I didnt exist. Had been under tremendous stress over the longest period of time. I really need a getaway. A day before HK trip, my mood's ruined, problems cropping up, parents making a fuss. I swear this wasnt the case when my brother went for an overseas trip. My parents put in their outmost effort to help my brother in whatever he needed, and all they did was to nag and complain to me&amp;nbsp;about all the little things when I'm the one travelling to HK. They didnt even bother to help me in anything, and I was expected to handle every single thing on my own. So much for the 'I dont favor anyone' rule. Lies. Work had been a bitch as well. Cleaning every now and then made my whole body ache so badly, I cant even move properly, looking like a retard. Bad schedules, bad job, and stucked with it like almost forever. Urgh, cant wait to get over all these, I need some 'life'. And every now and then we'll have to tolerate horrible attitude of SG-ians, whether you've done good or bad. The only good thing that happened recently was that exams are finally over. Alright, shall just get over it. Probably blog when I've time again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-8760149220149207831?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/8760149220149207831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=8760149220149207831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/8760149220149207831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/8760149220149207831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/11/nobody-wants-life-to-be-this-way.html' title='Nobody wants life to be this way'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-9038378044922848409</id><published>2011-11-10T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:36:23.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my pillar of support</title><content type='html'>I can't wait for Hk trip though it's just a few more days away. I really can't wait for it because I know I seriously need a getaway. A getaway from work, from studies, from every other single thing in life. I hate the way how my life is now. I always wonder why do I need to work hard for, then I reminded myself that it would be better if I suffer alittle now and enjoy life after studies. That's probably my only self-motivation. Sometimes I wish I didn't exist right here. I'm so sleep deprived right now that my eyes are barely open while typing this. Oh well, I just needed a space to rant. K, shall stop here. Feeling much better right now, goodnight world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-9038378044922848409?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/9038378044922848409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=9038378044922848409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/9038378044922848409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/9038378044922848409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/11/youre-my-pillar-of-support.html' title='You&apos;re my pillar of support'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1264293710330856055</id><published>2011-11-02T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:49:44.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of events</title><content type='html'>I swear I'm in such a horrible mood now. Sometimes I just feel like a failure. I've put in effort and tried my best, all I get is nothing but disappointment. I'm starting to feel that it's all about luck. Hardwork doesn't pay off. Im seriously hoping that results will not be as bad as I expect with the help of bell curve, if not all the best to me. ): And now my sister is being so ridiculous by showing attitude when she took my bag out without telling me when she just bought a new bag for herself to use yesterday. What is wrong with the world. I shall not say anything when I meet my lovable colleagues for Korean BBQ buffet later because I definitely wouldn't wanna spoil their mood for this outing. Sometimes I wished I didn't exist here. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1264293710330856055?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1264293710330856055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1264293710330856055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1264293710330856055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1264293710330856055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/11/change-of-events.html' title='Change of events'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-4675247361271865792</id><published>2011-10-16T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T21:06:36.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats the price of beauty</title><content type='html'>Super tired right now, but had this sudden urge to blog so I'm back here. Life hasnt been good for the past few days because lots of things happened along the way, but I'm still glad and thankful, because through all these I've found true friends. A huge 'Thank you' for those who asked about what happened be it through texts, calls or tweets because this definitely shows that they cared. Super thankful for this bunch of true friends. (: So, I've been spending every single day studying because I'm super determined to do well this time round and I know I cant fail doing that. To be honest, Im actually quite worried about my results, I really need good results. Its like I'm super stressed and tired, repeating the same routine every single day. But I know I've got to perservere because its only ten days away before exams. Really hope this time round will be different. *cross fingers* Side note, I miss Bb and co at work. Its been so long since I last see them. Hope everything will end soon, I want to partyyyyy soon! Alright, guess shall only update after exams. Till then, stayyy tuneddddd.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope everything is fine over your side. -worried-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-4675247361271865792?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/4675247361271865792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=4675247361271865792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4675247361271865792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4675247361271865792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/10/thats-price-of-beauty.html' title='Thats the price of beauty'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5711595095704124712</id><published>2011-10-14T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T14:57:55.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wished I was a superhero</title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm just too naive to believe that things had changed for the better. Maybe I just didn't wanted to believe that I actually have no more hope left after finding out about somethings. My mood's ruined, lost motivation in life. Thank you for the valuable lesson. Finally seen true colours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5711595095704124712?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5711595095704124712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5711595095704124712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5711595095704124712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5711595095704124712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-wished-i-was-superhero.html' title='I wished I was a superhero'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5707847719165360907</id><published>2011-10-05T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T13:06:40.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles do happen</title><content type='html'>Havent been blogging for almost a month due to my super busy schedule. September had been a busy month for me, studies, work, friends and everything else that adds up to life. Had lots of jump shift this month, causing me to be sleep deprived but I'm glad that I'm still able to maintain that smile at work. Probably a new achievement. :) Anyway, wouldnt be quitting the job because I'll only take a study break instead, but I'll need to double the amount of hrs of work after exams due to busy sales period. Hope I'll get good schedules. *cross fingers* Studies been alright since I've been receiving lots of help and motivation from bb and seniors at work. Seriously appreciate all of them, true friends. :DD &lt;br /&gt;And I've finally met up with Sibing after so many months. Updated each other about our lives, I'm glad we are both alright. Headed to H&amp;amp;M with her and spent lots of time and $$ there. Good day spent with her. Gonna have another meetup soon, together with Yiling. Miss them all so muchhhh. :/ Alright, I guess I would just say life's been great, and hopefully it'll stay this way for october. Shall only update next month. Bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Because of you, I'm not afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wont regret because I know its worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It means much more to me then you ever think it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;xx﻿&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/6610178819528803883-5707847719165360907?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5707847719165360907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5707847719165360907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5707847719165360907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5707847719165360907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/10/miracles-do-happen.html' title='Miracles do happen'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-331665997272812290</id><published>2011-09-12T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T13:01:54.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a breath</title><content type='html'>Felt like blogging today, so Im back here again. (: Life's been much of a mess lately, but I guess everything is settled now. Finally, I climbed over the bridge. Been studying during my free time, since I wanna make use of everything I have now, glad Im making progress. Talking about studies, I think I'm gonna join the others and quit the job soon but I've no idea what to tell my manager when she gets back. Life's a hassle, the usuals. Meanwhile, I shall enjoy my life in everyway since something good is happening in my life. So glad that things are getting better but I'd probably not expect too much since when something good happens, something bad returns. Typical. But to be honest, I'm real happy now that everyone could kinda guess what's going on in my life. Answer: Actually, you guys are thinking too much. Hahaha. Work yesterday was good because I'm finally working the same shift as BB and we both had our break time together. I admit that BB really made my day, probably because of all the little things we'll do when we are together. Gonna appreciate it. And since we ended work late, we had Mac for supper together. Finally one full day together, felt so awesome. Anyway, I'm so looking forward to wednesday because its CP birthdayyyy. Hope party turns out well. Alright thats about it, shall get on to other things. Bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-331665997272812290?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/331665997272812290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=331665997272812290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/331665997272812290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/331665997272812290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/09/take-breath.html' title='Take a breath'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-993599321262129039</id><published>2011-09-05T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T01:24:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont let your eyes wander</title><content type='html'>Guess what, its september already! I hope that september will be a good month for me. Too many things have been happening lately, felt so horrible. Cant seem to get my mood up and going, so hard to fake a smile to pretend I'm alright. Appreciate those who asked me what happened and whether I'm alright. Promised Lynn that I'm gonna build a damn bridge and climb over it, gonna get over everything and put my focus on the right areas. I can do it, will do it and must do it. *Determined* Work's been fine except the new asst manager is kinda hard to approach and that I'm missing Yoshi. Saw this 'thank-you card'&amp;nbsp;he wrote for me&amp;nbsp;on my locker that day. He mentioned that my strength was to make people happy. To be honest, I was having mixed feelings after reading what he wrote because I cant even make myself happy, how can I make others happy. Mood went downhill a little, but still thankful that he appreciates it. Seriously, hope he visit us soon, I need him to motivate me. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm so looking forward to the next outing with my buddies next next week. Need to update on each other's lives real soon. And I'm gonna go overseas with them for the first time&amp;nbsp;without my parents. Feels rather scary, but quite exctied as well. Gonna save up lots of money for the trip right now, and for SNSD's concert. There's so much things to look forward to, like seriously. Alright, gonna update this space when I have time to spare. Gonna love whoever who reads the post. :P Dance tmr, like finally. Shall enjoy how good my life is, goodnight world. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-993599321262129039?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/993599321262129039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=993599321262129039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/993599321262129039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/993599321262129039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-let-your-eyes-wander.html' title='Dont let your eyes wander'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5532934961449188904</id><published>2011-08-31T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T12:42:01.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of a new chapter</title><content type='html'>Greetings. Back with another new post, like finally. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Yoshi-san last day of work with us though he only joined us 3 months ago. Only working with us 3 months, he already got transferred so he'll be going over to Vivo as a new store manager. This news hit us real hard, because I swear he's the best 'boss' or manager in this case. He tries really hard to learn english and speak in proper sentences using his electronic translator dictionary, each time we gave him&amp;nbsp;this 'wth are you talking about?' look&amp;nbsp;after he finished talking. He makes conversations with us, motivates us to do better. He always tries to accomodate everyone of us when we have problems. He always make jokes and laugh like nobody's business though half the time, he himself is already a joke. :P He will be the only one who help you to find stocks in the stock room and bring it down for you even though he's the manager and we are the 'workers', when we have problems finding them. He is super nice I swear. With all his cute little actions at the age of 29, he is really hilarious. Seriously gonna miss him alot as a store manager but whatever it is, he still have to go. Hopefully, he'll visit us soon. *Pray hard*&lt;br /&gt;Since Yoshi-san is such an awesome person, we had some farewell+belated birthday celebration for him yesterday. Most of us chipped in to buy a huge cake and his favourite food - Hokkien Mee for celebration. He was really touched for what we did for him and of course, super happy. He keep thanking us for everything. But we wanted to do more for him, so we all decided to have supper with him as well. But before that, some of us who already ended work stayed at coffeebean to chill, before meeting the rest of them after they end work. Inital plan was to head over for Roti Prata since Yoshi-san havent try it before but since it was public holiday, the stores was closed. Left with no choice, we settled mac for supper. Yoshi-san being a nice manager who wants to show his appreciation for our actions, decided to treat all of us for supper, together with Valerie who is also our store manager (S'pore). Had lots of fun talking to him while enjoying our supper. Poor Yoshi-san couldnt pronounce the letter 'v' properly. So vivo city became bibo city, valerie became balerie, but he couldnt stop annoying us with this good pronounciation of 'barbeque sauce'. He couldnt stop saying: this is..Barbeque sauce! Where to find this kind of cuteness from someone who's almost 30. Plus he doesnt look his age, he look younger. So now you know, looks can be deceiving. Finished supper at 1am plus, so most of them decided to head home. BB, verlin, patrick and I decided to stay out longer, so we all headed to Verlin's house and sat by the poolside crapping till close to 3am. Sent BB home before heading home, and finally knocked out by 4am. Super tiring but memorable day. Everything will have an end someday, nothing lasts forever. Hopefully, no one will bully our 'Yoshi-san' at vivo city. All the best to him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yd_ElMByOVI/Tl247DIp11I/AAAAAAAAAI8/9ssa3XVsQJQ/s1600/Yoshi-san.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yd_ElMByOVI/Tl247DIp11I/AAAAAAAAAI8/9ssa3XVsQJQ/s320/Yoshi-san.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Best 'boss' you can ever have, Yoshi-san.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6icCNGhTzQ/Tl24_UJNnKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/OLYhTAfnxeA/s1600/Yoshi-san+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6icCNGhTzQ/Tl24_UJNnKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/OLYhTAfnxeA/s320/Yoshi-san+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome celebration &amp;amp; colleagues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Credits to Yan Peng. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oxmqipz78To/Tl253dVoAfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fhYBEakHKTY/s1600/Snapshot+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oxmqipz78To/Tl253dVoAfI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fhYBEakHKTY/s320/Snapshot+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Myself &amp;amp; Riza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ieNN4ThYmBM/Tl254VTt1VI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BihLc4Gp9do/s1600/snapshot+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ieNN4ThYmBM/Tl254VTt1VI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BihLc4Gp9do/s320/snapshot+2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Verlin &amp;amp; Myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe we are both 17?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNdqlX8bg5w/Tl256AZGOOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xvi1kgCcp9Y/s1600/snapshot+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNdqlX8bg5w/Tl256AZGOOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xvi1kgCcp9Y/s320/snapshot+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Verlin &amp;amp; Riza expression shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xict4u_2So/Tl258EjhXBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nD7Jhgpeajs/s1600/snapshot+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xict4u_2So/Tl258EjhXBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/nD7Jhgpeajs/s320/snapshot+4.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I uploaded this because I like the effects of this photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Credits to Verlin :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, abrupt ending. Bye world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/6610178819528803883-5532934961449188904?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5532934961449188904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5532934961449188904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5532934961449188904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5532934961449188904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/08/end-of-new-chapter.html' title='End of a new chapter'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yd_ElMByOVI/Tl247DIp11I/AAAAAAAAAI8/9ssa3XVsQJQ/s72-c/Yoshi-san.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3669084338322496016</id><published>2011-08-27T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:11:24.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut you out of my world</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I really wish I know what are these people thinking. Please appreciate those who care before you lose them. Treat the way you want others to treat you. Had been seeing those two sentences alot everywhere, but who ever do it, like seriously. Empty promises, no action. Typical. Seriously, dislike people who reply with only one word, talk to you to pass time only, or worse dont even reply to your messages. Oh please, like as if someone dont touch their phone for the whole day. Those who believe, is kinda retarded. If its like you're gonna reply with one word, might as well dont reply. If you dont wanna talk, please at least show some respect by letting the other party know that you dont want to. Why leave things hanging like that? I swear I'm so annoyed by all these people. Think, if someone treats you back this way, how will you feel? Of course you'll be unhappy etc, so please dont be an douchebag. Roll eyes.&lt;br /&gt;If my phone was a $0 phone, I would have just throw it into the sea to shut myself out from all these people.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Had not been in a good mood for the past few days because I'm like so affected by all these people and that many things are happening to me at the same time. I seriously need sometime alone to relax and catch up on my sleep. Hope I dont collapse someday next week. &lt;br /&gt;Bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for those who care. Love you all lots. (You all know who you're are) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3669084338322496016?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3669084338322496016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3669084338322496016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3669084338322496016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3669084338322496016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/08/shut-you-out-of-my-world.html' title='Shut you out of my world'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6460700872309072981</id><published>2011-08-21T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:57:09.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hundred percent sugar</title><content type='html'>Head to Town with Andrea today, like finally. Miss that girl so much and yet she made me wait because she took the wrong train. Haha, poor girl. Met up at somerset mrt station since we wanted to go over to F21 first. Spent sometime there, but nothing caught our eye so we moved on and decided to go over to Fep. Took a train to Orchard but we kinda walk towards the wrong building. Guess we were paying much more attention to our conversations rather than finding the mall. Asked for directions and finally found our way to Fep which we spent quite sometime in there. Didnt really see anything to my liking, but Andrea managed to get a pair of shoes and shorts. Last stop at Bugis by 3pm. I swear today was quite good because we covered so many places within 3-4hrs. Though it was super crowded over at Bugis, we still managed to take a good look at things and finally, that girl got another shorts. But sadly, she only realised that it was too big after reaching home. All in all, it was a pleasant trip. (: &lt;br /&gt;Ps Regine :/ We didnt have time to drop by at Taka today.&lt;br /&gt;Got home by 5pm and headed out for dinner again at 7. Phone died on me for no reason, which made me quite angry. Because of my phone, Lynn couldnt contact me to tell me about the movie outing. Dinner at Dtf. Home with familyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss BB so much, but its okay. We are texting now. Im flying~ &lt;br /&gt;Bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything you've done for me. Sincerely appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xxx﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6460700872309072981?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6460700872309072981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6460700872309072981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6460700872309072981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6460700872309072981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/08/hundred-percent-sugar.html' title='Hundred percent sugar'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1459568786023052824</id><published>2011-08-19T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T21:53:15.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated; Chim-a-logy</title><content type='html'>Back to blogger, for a new post. :) Shall just update about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Had work&amp;nbsp;in the morning from 8-12. Dislike the fact that I have to work with people who are attention seekers and love to gossip. Luckily had Lynn with me, thank God for that. But yesterday wasnt a really good day since something ruin my whole morning at work. Had been&amp;nbsp;thinking if i should quit the job for a long time but havent thought of something to tell my manager, yet someone told her about it and she confronted me. So, I was dragged into the office by her and she kept telling me not to resign, saying that she dont wanna lose a good staff. She had no clue what was my reason so she kept asking me about it and said that she had never hear of me having issues with people nor anyone ill-treated me. Saddest part was, the truth is I feel like resigning because of the people I'm working with. How was I supposed to tell her that in her face, proving her wrong about the most impossible reason she thought that I would resign for. Told her I would re-consider because I&amp;nbsp;said I wanna have more time for studies. Now, both of us are feeling really awkward. Everything happened too fast for me to react. But whoever who told her about this, is seriously poking into other people's business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended work almost 1 because had to do some last minute fixture change. Finally had lunch with mommy before heading to meet bestfriend.&amp;nbsp;Back home and prepared for Piano lesson. Waited for BB &amp;amp; Co for supper after piano. After a super long wait, they ended work so we headed to Mac for supper. Had so much fun and laughter last night. Bus ride with BB and knocked out by 2am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read BB's blog&amp;nbsp;this morning and saw something:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, BB is so nice today.&lt;br /&gt;Came down to store after piano lessons and  joined us for supper.&lt;br /&gt;And BB brought $2 extra for me to buy NICEY NICE  NICE supper for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm able to eat MCSPICY with BB's $2 if not must  downgrade to MCCHICKY or worse &lt;br /&gt;KAIXIN CAN. &lt;br /&gt;LOL. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hehe~ Thanks BB wo ai  ni! -insert hearts-&lt;br /&gt;Talking about this, Laoda knows BB resigning like in near future.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know which big like  universe de mouth go tell Laoda. KPO de yao si lor. *rolled eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Make my BB  now so nan kan with that woman. :/&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking isit the Hamburger since  that burger always so KPO go complain about others.&lt;br /&gt;That burger forever  dislikes this person, that person but it's like more people dislike this burger  than what this burger dislikes. Hmmm, chim-a-logy. &lt;br /&gt;But to be frank, i'm kind of sad that BB's leaving. &lt;br /&gt;No more lunch, supper or  go home together.&lt;br /&gt;I know this will end BB's misery, I'm happy for  that.&lt;br /&gt;Just that work's gonna be lonely and bored without BB.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody talk  cock sing song with meh~ :(&lt;br /&gt;And BB's the only best buddy i have in the store,  i just don't trust the others. Not even "WigDaJie".&lt;br /&gt;One good prove is that  today closing makes me damn pekcek. &lt;br /&gt;Burger keep don't want help me when i  needed help.&lt;br /&gt;NASTY~&lt;br /&gt;But when BB come, i'm so happy. Mood change  360degrees. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;It shows that i love my BB, Peiyi. muahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;So glad for what she wrote. Thanks BB. -Inserts hearts for you-&lt;br /&gt;K, bye people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1459568786023052824?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1459568786023052824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1459568786023052824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1459568786023052824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1459568786023052824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/08/complicated-chim-logy.html' title='Complicated; Chim-a-logy'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-4581514906123589961</id><published>2011-08-15T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T02:29:54.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>I'm really unhappy right now that's why I'm using this empty space to write about my thoughts before I head to bed. I dont know who to tell because I dont really think anyone care about how I feel or think about some things. Hate to feel this way, but I shall not be so naive anymore. First, I'm super unhappy that you're making me work like some machine that doesnt need rest, by making me work 6 days in a row. Im sleep deprived and havent been able to study. Work is not my priority. Dont give me crap reasons like how good am I and how much you need me because if you really do, do something to prove it. You set high expectations, demands and doesnt motivate. I understand that that is your duty to do so, because you know I can and will do it. But you arent doing anything&amp;nbsp;to show that you recognise our hardwork consistently. Im losing passion for this, I no longer care how much&amp;nbsp;effort&amp;nbsp;I should give in to hit sales target because it only benefits you and the company, not us. I'm so sick of everything and your crap. Fake friends all around you at work, smiling at you but gossips behind your back. I just wanna run away someday. The feeling of sleep deprived, yet you cant do anything about it, working hard yet efforts arent recognised, not being able to get&amp;nbsp;promoted because of the reason 'I'm too young', those breakdowns before sleep. Who understands ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-4581514906123589961?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/4581514906123589961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=4581514906123589961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4581514906123589961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4581514906123589961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/08/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1858684312952205643</id><published>2011-08-03T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:52:44.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart speak louder than my head</title><content type='html'>Hello world. I swear i'm super bored right now because i've cleared 2/3 things i need to do today. Since I'm sick of books, I'm gonna blog. (: &lt;br /&gt;Life's been good for the past few days, finally. Thank God. &lt;br /&gt;Spent my Monday with my awesome BB Priscillia Tan over at Town. Got something done before we headed over to 313 for some shopping. Talked about lots of things and it was my first time shopping with her. Great laughing moments. Spent most of our time in F21 before having lunch at KFC. Walked over to orchard from somerset, since that girl wanted to go to Kino.k bookstore, and it was my first time there. Lol, there's so many places i've not been in SG though SG is so small. Finally got her Jap. Fashion Magazines and headed to Orchard for more shopping. After spending half of our day there, took train back to UQ. Stayed there for awhile and finally head back home. Tuesday was a productive day since I managed to get quite much work done.&amp;nbsp;Sense of satisfaction. (:&amp;nbsp;And lastly, Happy Birthday to my Mom today. Love her so much. Alright, shall blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxoxo﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6610178819528803883-1858684312952205643?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1858684312952205643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1858684312952205643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1858684312952205643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1858684312952205643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/08/heart-speak-louder-than-my-head.html' title='Heart speak louder than my head'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-4953417769306646802</id><published>2011-07-27T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:53:36.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live your life, I'll live my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://atouchoffaith.tumblr.com/post/7919645648"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="65px" src="http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/7919645648/1/tumblr_lo73vp15p71qb7tnn" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this at Illya's tumblr, this is so true.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of struggling so i've decided to leave things this way. I'm really thankful that i still have Eoin, listening to my troubles, telling me that he'll still be here for me. Thanks so much :) Though i've been unhappy for the past few days, i guess life isnt that bad afterall because i have such&amp;nbsp;lovable friends. Priscillia, who always hugs me when she sees me, trusts me and treats me as&amp;nbsp;her best friend and calls me baobei. Sadly she's sick today so we cant hang out tdy, hopes she get well soon. There's much more who i wish to name, but i guess it'll be too long to write in detail how great they are. Cant help but repeat that I love Priscillia, Lynn, Alicia, Iris, Yolanda and Chiew Ping alot. Thankful for such great friends. I guess i shall snap photos of them and upload soon. Stay tunedddd. :)&lt;br /&gt;And After School Red rocks ttm, inserts lots of hearts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-4953417769306646802?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/4953417769306646802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=4953417769306646802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4953417769306646802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4953417769306646802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/07/live-your-life-ill-live-my-life.html' title='Live your life, I&apos;ll live my life'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5949342478221970737</id><published>2011-07-13T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T16:05:18.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything happens for a reason</title><content type='html'>It's been months since i updated my blog so I decided i should today. :)&lt;br /&gt;Shall do alittle update on my life right now. 1: Had been feeling super drained out these few weeks due to lack of sleep. So I havent been using computer for many days because i hardly have the time to rest. Been sleeping before 10pm almost everyday right now, to make up for my lack of sleep. Hopefully, i'll be alright soon. 2: I havent get to meet up with my dearest sisters. All of us are too busy to plan our next outing. -Inserts sad face- 3. Managed to meet up with Bestfriend and Kengyun, so i shall not complain that life had been bad. :X 4. I dont know why, but i miss Andrea, Regine and Eoin Chua. It's a hint that we should all hang out soon. *Wink*&lt;br /&gt;5. Lastly, i love my clique at my workplace. They are the ones who give me advices, brings me laughter and lend me their ears. -Hearts: Priscillia, Alicia, Lion, Lynn, Yolanda, Iris &amp;amp; Chiew Ping.&lt;br /&gt;Shall update when I have time to. Should i create twitter? :O Someone keep pestering me to create one. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5949342478221970737?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5949342478221970737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5949342478221970737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5949342478221970737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5949342478221970737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/07/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='Everything happens for a reason'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2741720079353569021</id><published>2011-04-07T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T02:17:56.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When everything falls back right into place</title><content type='html'>Monday : Spent my day doing alittle work before heading out for lunch with Dad and Mom and then to City Hall for some shopping. Managed to get a packet of cookies and butter mint sweets from M&amp;amp;S which both are super duper nice. Spent the whole afternoon shopping city hall and managed to find Osaka Town again! Super happy because i miss the food there, so we decided we will go there for dinner which we did! Left city hall at 9plus after dinner. By then, i'm already feeling very tired but still did some work before i decided to head to bed and knock out. Tuesday: Its a Band day, like as usual. Took the sec 1s and had lots of problems with their instruments. So basically we are like busy handling all sorts of issues. Time passed quickly but apparently, I guess Zoey and I almost lose our voice. Plus we are kinda suffering from a sore throat already. Sec 1s were dismissed at 5, so went to join clarinet section in the classroom. Had fun with the section. (: Had dinner with some band members after band at varinice. Got home by 9plus. Didnt do any work since i'm already so tired. Super energy draining day. Wednesday: Met Sibing and head to city hall. Had late lunch with her at Bk and played hp games there. We were super wild and noisy in there because of the game. :X After that, we went to 'The Face shop' and became more hyper because of some stupid stuff we did. Got our nail polish after half an hour because of all the testing of colour. Continued shopping and at the same time, we did a job hunt. We went into many shops but the procedures of getting it are all super troublesome. So after sometime, we decided to try bedok point. Another failed plan there, so we finally went to tampines and kinda fill up some kind of form to wait for interview. Got our dinner from the 1st level where they had some kinda japan foodfair. Had dinner together before heading home at 8. Got home and used the laptop until it was time to sleep. What a lifestyle. Hahaha. Thursday: Did some work before lunch today. After lunch, got ready and went for Band. Apparently, Band started late today so Zoey and I went to have Prawn Mee though we already had lunch. Lol. :X Band started at about 3 with some problems here and there, but we managed to settle down in the classroom with the woodwinds by 3.30pm. Awesome-ness. Did the usuals and Ms Tan came in at 5pm to take over for SO. Went back over to the bandstore to teach the reserves for the last 1hr before band dismiss. By then, all of us were feeling super tired already so we tried to keep ourselves awake by having short little breaks. Head over for bbt after band ended and then rushed over for Piano. First lesson was interesting because i realised im the youngest there which i feel kinda awkward. Im like the only one who would bother answering the teacher's question, and the way the teacher tries to keep the lesson fun amuses me. 1hr of lesson pass by quickly today. And Kengyun was being such a nice person by waiting for me after my lesson. Thanks so much! Got home and some unhappy stuffs happened. Alright, thats all for now. - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm thankful for having such a great friend like you, constantly cheering me up, encouraging me etc. Today, I think i finally realised how important i am to you and you know you're to me as well. Though, its not anyone's fault for what happened today, i still feel bad for making you feel so troubled and stuck in between us. And the part where we both tried to give in to each other really makes me wonder, how strong our friendship is. Im really sorry for suggesting things like breaking friendship with you, thinking that it could be one of the solutions to give you less trouble. Really appreciate what you've done for me. Thanks so much. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2741720079353569021?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2741720079353569021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2741720079353569021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2741720079353569021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2741720079353569021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-everything-falls-back-right-into.html' title='When everything falls back right into place'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-269170288914928104</id><published>2011-03-24T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T15:25:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad girl, good girl</title><content type='html'>I'm alittle lazy to upload the pictures to my blog, so i guess you guys have to just check out my fb or something. Lol. K, had been busy (Like forever) for the past few weeks, this week and bla. As usual, had been busy with Band practices here and there. Whatever it is, I finally managed to meet up bestfriends yesterday. I miss them so much, and i'm still missing them now. So, we were supposed to meet up at ehub at 1pm yesterday for our activities. And apparently, I was the last to reach ehub, though my house was the nearest. (Almost got killed by them) After we finally meet up, we went to have lunch together. Chicken rice for lunch, but still cool right. After lunch, we went to bowl. Omg. I think its either the bowling lane hates us so it kept giving us problems and making our balls go gutter or our skills too lousy. I swear its super annoying. But, we still had fun there. There were super random camwhoring session, so there were a few unglam pictures. So after what seem like 2hrs past by, we went to the top floor for some ice cream. Apparently, I kinda freaked out when I found out i like the same flavour of ice-cream as someone. Random, but true. Went for our movie at 5. Mars need Moms is a cool movie, i like. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Movie till 6plus, and discussed about our next outing before we head home. Reached home super early. And did some work till midnight. Tadah, end of my day. I shall update when i feel like it again. :X Bye people.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I think my swimming and bowling skills are crap now. Horrible. I dislike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-269170288914928104?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/269170288914928104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=269170288914928104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/269170288914928104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/269170288914928104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/03/bad-girl-good-girl.html' title='Bad girl, good girl'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3485367720590224305</id><published>2011-03-18T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T22:44:14.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You got my hopes high and dashed it</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I think my life is crap. Till now, I dont know what I wanna be when I grow up. Okay, not grow up (Because i'm not young anymore). I mean in the future. I think I'm gonna start taking up music/dance lessons to improve myself. And I hope I have the determination to do it. Had been talking about this for so long, but havent got anything started. But anyways, I had been busy for this week with Band on most of the days, so I cant really get anything much done over this March holidays like meeting up with people who I've been missing since weeks ago. Ah, feel very bad about it. Especially Travis. Had been neglecting him for like super long. Turned him down for many times. I need to make it up to him soon. Nevertheless, I'm super looking forward to sisters' outing this coming week because I'm sure we'll have lots of fun. (: Okay, I guess i'll have my next post up asap after i upload some pictures from my phone. Stay tuned. ;D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;1. Pray for Japan.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm upset. I want ice-cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3485367720590224305?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3485367720590224305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3485367720590224305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3485367720590224305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3485367720590224305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-got-my-hopes-high-and-dashed-it.html' title='You got my hopes high and dashed it'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-630541659037210609</id><published>2011-03-10T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T00:22:04.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Square one</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for not blogging for such a long period of time, but i'm just either too lazy to do it or i cant find time to update this empty space. But anyways, life has been pretty much the same. Studying, Band and meeting up with friends when i find some free time in the week. I'm feeling quite guilty for neglecting them. :X And then, it reminds me of Yiling. That girl made cookies for me that day, but sadly i didnt have time to get it from her so I told her to eat it for herself. Thanks alot though, appreciate much. (: So, band had been draining my energy as usual which made me end up slacking my nights away. Just hope the Band will be able to achieve their goal for SYF. All the best, Band. :D Alright, I think I'm just gonna end here since I'm so tired now. Bye people.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Mean what you say, say what you mean. Promise me things that you can fufill. I dont need empty promises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-630541659037210609?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/630541659037210609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=630541659037210609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/630541659037210609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/630541659037210609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-to-square-one.html' title='Back to Square one'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1282462937429413373</id><published>2011-02-23T15:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:13:49.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A chance to fly high</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a bad day that caused my mood to go downhill. Like literally. It felt as though i've hit the bottom and couldnt get up. I'm sure that I got very much affected by it that I didnt feel like sleeping though I know that I was really tired, both mentally and physically. And finally at 6am plus, my body couldnt take it and I fell asleep. Yeah, I broke the record by sleeping past 6, when those who are schooling wakes up to get ready for school. How awesome. Nevertheless, I'm gonna thank those guys for being there for me for the past few days. Hope you guys do well in your studies. (:&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I Love dream high. :D&lt;br /&gt;And, Happy Birthday Qian Hui! Miss those crazy bus rides with you &amp;amp; Wanxin. Hope we'll get to do it again soon!&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1282462937429413373?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1282462937429413373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1282462937429413373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1282462937429413373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1282462937429413373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/02/chance-to-fly-high.html' title='A chance to fly high'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2054573572473782749</id><published>2011-02-20T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T21:56:23.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ending</title><content type='html'>So, had band for the past two days and felt super tired after that. Band have always been energy-draining. Though there was Band to keep my mind occupied, many things which I didnt wanna think of, came back on and off. Apparently, the feeling was horrible because there is hardly anyone who understand what's happening anyway. Okay, whatever it is, I guess I'll confide in someone tmr. Hopefully, i get some advice. (: Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you're right. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2054573572473782749?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2054573572473782749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2054573572473782749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2054573572473782749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2054573572473782749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-ending.html' title='Happy ending'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-107092841766972344</id><published>2011-02-17T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T11:14:02.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of this &amp; that.</title><content type='html'>Sigh, somehow I really miss the past. We were all so close yet now drifted so far apart. Well, its to the extent where I guess both parties find it equally hard to start a conversation, and possibly not even bothering to say 'Hi' when we pass by each other. There were so many times where we wanted to bond everyone together and it'll always be the same old ones taking the first move. Obviously, it failed. No, you guys dont used to be like that. Dont deny/ Lie to yourself. Deep inside we all know, everyone changed. I guess we dont even look for one another to confide in anymore. Why have things became this way? As usual, it hurts when I think about all the happy memories we once had. At this point of time, I feel like giving up because i'm so tired of taking the first move almost everytime. But then again, I really love you guys &amp;amp; dont wanna give up because you all were the ones who were there for me when I needed you all. I feel so bad inside for being in such situation. I dont even know what i'm exactly feeling now and what am I gonna do about it. Who would even understand what am I feeling/talking about right?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I'm still keep in contact with my lovable sisters. (: Went out together, without Sibing (Because she's working) for shopping yesterday. So, we met in the evening and went shopping at Bugis. We spent hours shopping and we got clothes etc for ourselves. Oh, we had KOI too! Had dinner together and continued walking at Bugis street then at Tampines mall. Headed home at 10plus and slept late last night after watching tv. Well, i'm lazy to elaborate on. In short, we all enjoyed ourselves yesterday alot since it had been really long since we last meet up. Busy schedules for everyone, so it was difficult for us to be free all on the same day. I'm feeling so glad that i've you all around me to bring me happiness. (: Missing you all already, so lets hope we can meet up next week again.&lt;br /&gt;-Inserts many hearts and smiley faces here-&lt;br /&gt;I guess that'll be all for now. I'm still thinking about all that had happened. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-107092841766972344?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/107092841766972344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=107092841766972344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/107092841766972344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/107092841766972344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/02/bit-of-this-that.html' title='A bit of this &amp; that.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5338996242366849289</id><published>2011-02-07T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:26:52.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love hurts whether it's right or wrong</title><content type='html'>Hello Peopleeeeeeee. This year's cny was boring and i've got no idea why. It seem as though nobody is excited about celebrating cny. :X So, reunion dinner was a fail, because Mom didnt wanna turn up for it, like last minute due to fatigue. And because of that, i think our relatives got a little angry since they already prepared our food.&lt;br /&gt;Felt so guilty, so my Siblings and I dragged Mom for visting the next day. Finally met up with my grandma and other relatives. Cant help but say my grandma is really cute. (: Dinner was quite a 'storm' since some of them were still angry at us. Guess my mood was super bad after that. However, we managed to patch things back so I guess I should be happy about it. Stayed over at Cousin's house, watched WGM and slept at 2am. Sadly, we havent finish watching it. WGM is pretty awesome, like the show is so sweet. (: Woke up for Lunch the next day. Then watched Travis play football on his PS3 before heading to the room for some other entertainment. Continued WGM till 4plus because Uncle Richard came to get us out for teabreak. Got onto the car and went to East coast park's Mac. Kids had Mac, adults had coffee. Awesome much. Went to the beach for awhile after that, before heading back to Cousin's house. Grandma and the rest got off the car and Travis sent us back home. Reached home and went out for dinner with family. Super good day and dinner was at Swensens. Finally reached home at 10 and went to use the laptop after showering. :X&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, Clique and some other closer band mates went to Andrea's house to Bai Nian. Met up at around 2pm and headed to Andrea's house. Reached there and the rest started 'Gambling'. Spent time watching tv and eating, since I dont wanna 'Gamble'. Left her house with the rest at 5.30pm and headed home with Samuel while the rest of them went over to Eoin's house. Reached home at 6plus and went out for dinner at a Thai Restaurant with family. Knocked out at 12plus. Sunday was a day spent at MW's house because Band members and I went there to Bai Nian. Had a great time with them and had dinner at Velocity, before heading back home together. Reached home and was on the phone for half an hour. Oops. :X Used the laptop till 11. Got ready for supper and Cousins came to pick me up. Went to Simpang Bedok for supper and watched football : Chelsea Vs  Liverpool. Apparently, Liverpool won. Cousins drove me home after the match. Reached home at 2am plus. Crashed onto bed after that.&lt;br /&gt;Today's gonna be boring since I've no plans yet. :X&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that'll be all for today. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5338996242366849289?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5338996242366849289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5338996242366849289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5338996242366849289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5338996242366849289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-hurts-whether-its-right-or-wrong.html' title='Love hurts whether it&apos;s right or wrong'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-231270782502468957</id><published>2011-02-02T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T14:10:06.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because i wanted it to be different</title><content type='html'>Hi people! It's february now. A new month, a new start, a new chapter of life. I guess i've been looking forward to end January because things havent been good for me, so i hope it'll be better in february. Since today is cny eve, i'm feeling rather excited to meet my cousins for reunion dinner, like how we always do. And i suppose it's important for me to stay happy because i wanna enjoy cny to the fullest. (: So, i've decided to put my problems away for this week. I'm gonna be a happy kid receiving red packets. Alright, i'll post again when i'm free. Happy chinese new year. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-231270782502468957?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/231270782502468957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=231270782502468957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/231270782502468957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/231270782502468957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/02/because-i-wanted-it-to-be-different.html' title='Because i wanted it to be different'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5507685453353522579</id><published>2011-01-30T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:49:08.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything changes</title><content type='html'>I'm back to this empty space again. I wouldnt be elaborating about what happened for the past few days because it's always the same old thing. Spending time at Band or meeting up with people. Nothing interesting. But somehow, my boring routine led to me thinking about: 'what i really want in life'. Like, I dont even know what i want to be in future, like do i still have passion for dance? If yes, should i go for it and many more. It seem like i'm living life so aimlessly now. And truth is, everyone close to me changed. Honestly, i feel like i dont know them anymore. Its so difficult to talk to them, much less say find someone to confide in, about my problems. And times like now, i dont even know what to do, who to tell. And before i could even tell someone about my problems, many people told me about their problems too. Seems like everyone's having a hard time in life now. But its okay, i'll lend them my ears because all of them are important to me. But i suppose its only one way, so everyone's drifting apart. Double sadness. Who would even understand right. Nevermind, i'll find a way. :( Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5507685453353522579?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5507685453353522579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5507685453353522579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5507685453353522579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5507685453353522579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/01/everything-changes.html' title='Everything changes'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2308693171216858459</id><published>2011-01-27T11:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T12:07:03.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live life with no regrets</title><content type='html'>Hi people! It's been so long since i last blogged. Since I had been busy nowadays, either with Band or meeting up with people, there was hardly any time for me to rest much less talk about using the laptop for blogging. :X So, due to my laziness and not remembering much about what happened for the past week, i've decided to upload pictures taken on Sunday - SP's concert. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDrjUSagiI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Sr-xFEgYWV0/s1600/IMG_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566708131403825698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDrjUSagiI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Sr-xFEgYWV0/s320/IMG_0551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring: Siangying &amp;amp; Kengyun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDrjTEfhdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lPTufLeVtP4/s1600/IMG_0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566708131076998610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDrjTEfhdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lPTufLeVtP4/s320/IMG_0559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From L-R: Siangying, Qian Hui, Wanxin, Kengyun &amp;amp; Myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDrGR0xFwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/d0vFi5ywnK0/s1600/IMG_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566707632526399234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDrGR0xFwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/d0vFi5ywnK0/s320/IMG_0542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From L-R: Wanxin, Qian Hui, Kengyun, Myself, Siangying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDrGTlKulI/AAAAAAAAAIU/b4fRuuvA4Ms/s1600/IMG_0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566707632997841490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDrGTlKulI/AAAAAAAAAIU/b4fRuuvA4Ms/s320/IMG_0555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring: Qian Hui and Wanxin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDqkYkzC5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/hva2Ux-kT7k/s1600/IMG_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566707050222914450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDqkYkzC5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/hva2Ux-kT7k/s320/IMG_0541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Featuring: Kengyun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love those girls. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i'm lazy to upload the rest of the pictures here so i guess that'll be all for today. I'll blog soon again. (: Oh, anyways, i've appealed to another course yesterday and i really hope that my appeal is successful. -prays- Thanks alot to those who showed care &amp;amp; concern, sharing advices and supporting me. Since today is the First day of school for those going to JC, i shall wish them all the best here. Gonna go out later. Bye people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2308693171216858459?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2308693171216858459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2308693171216858459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2308693171216858459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2308693171216858459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/01/live-life-with-no-regrets.html' title='Live life with no regrets'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TUDrjUSagiI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Sr-xFEgYWV0/s72-c/IMG_0551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-8655273012533410582</id><published>2011-01-16T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T23:24:10.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont give up, have faith, restart.</title><content type='html'>Hi awesome readers! I'm back to update my dead blog again. So, i've started to have a new daily routine since i'm not working. This means that i'm practically free everyday, unless i've meet ups etc. Apparently, i've been waking up at 6am, just to send my sister off to school and travel back home. Since life's been pretty boring, i decided to read the newspapers. And i came to realise that newspapers are quite entertaining. (: After reading newspapers, i'll continue to catch up on my sleep till 12pm. I know right, who wakes up at 12pm, when people are having lunch? Whatever it is, you can keep your comments to yourselves. So its either, i head out to meet up with people for lunch or go out with my awesome mom. :D Sometimes, i'll just spend my day shopping with mom and pick my sister up after she's done at school. Either way, i find it cool. So, i'm rather lazy to elaborate on the other events that happened for the past week and hence i'm gonna cut everything short. I've decided to go Poly after thinking over, about my lousy Olvl results. I know i'll be determined enough to do my best at Poly when school starts, because i'm feeling motivated. I've met up with Clique on Friday and i hope we can meet up soon again. Met up with dearest sisters on Monday. Finally had Pizza and movie together though we got separated from Yiling. :X Met up with dearest bestfriend-Cheryl today. So, i met up with Cheryl at Bugis today for shopping. Firstly, i'm so sorry that i was late. :X Head over to Bugis street and walked the entire place inside out, up and down. LOL. After 2hrs or so, decided to head back to Bugis Junction to continue shopping. Got a new bag at one of the awesome 'carts'. Apparently, Cheryl got me another bag, which is my advanced bday present. This means i came home with two new bags today!^^ Really appreciate this best friend okay. Thank you very much once again. (: Cant wait to meet her again. Anyways, our bet is still on. You're confirmed going to JC la, dont worry. I know i'll win this time. Okay, nevermind. Just wanna say, i miss all my awesome friends out there, hope to see them soon. All the best for JC/Poly. Love you people alot. And for those who are feeling sad now, cheer up! (: With that, i'm gonna end my post here. Goodnight world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-8655273012533410582?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/8655273012533410582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=8655273012533410582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/8655273012533410582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/8655273012533410582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/01/dont-give-up-have-faith-restart.html' title='Dont give up, have faith, restart.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-7294458886330143428</id><published>2011-01-10T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:06:43.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are worth the fight</title><content type='html'>It's been really long since i've updated this empty space. Well, i've been really busy with many stuffs, mainly Band. So, i've been spending most of my time in Band, or sleeping. But, I really wonder why am i still so tired every single day. Alright, i'm feeling rather lazy now, so i'm not gonna elaborate about every single event happening in my life. In short, things havent been going my way. Apparently it lead to a long breakdown. Nothing can describe how i felt that day. Luckily, there was at least someone for me to confide in. Really appreciate what i have. (: So, its already 10 january today. This means i'll be receiving my Olvl results later. Actually, i know very well myself that i wouldnt do well. But many people are telling me that i'll be fine. Sigh, i know my instincts will be right. Cant help but say i'm scared like everyone else, but i promise i'll get over it. I know that crying is not gonna help change my grades, so i guess i'm just gonna decide what to do after i see my results. Hopefully, i can still make it to poly. I hope i have good news though. -cross fingers-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-7294458886330143428?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/7294458886330143428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=7294458886330143428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7294458886330143428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7294458886330143428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-are-worth-fight.html' title='You are worth the fight'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3299050325969165343</id><published>2011-01-01T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T12:31:05.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand new beginning</title><content type='html'>Hey people! 2010 is gone and 2011 is here! 2010 had been a bad year for me, so i actually look forward to 2011 alot. In 2010, i've learnt many things and seen many people changing. Well, wouldnt judge whether is it good or bad because who are we to judge right? We should keep comments to ourselves and not start talking bad about people. That'll be mean. Lesson learnt in 2010, so i wouldnt repeat the same mistakes again this year. Though 2010 had been a bad year overall, there were still times where i had fun and felt truly happy. These will be the happy memories that i'll keep and i'll remember not to repeat mistakes and make 2011 a better year. :)Alright, wouldnt elaborate on the bad stuffs because its no longer important, as long as you learn from your mistakes. In 2010, i know i've lost quite a few best friends so i promise i'll cherish those who are still with me more now. Sorry to those who i've hurt in 2010, from the bottom of my heart ! I still hope we can at least talk again.&lt;br /&gt;For all the good times i had in 2010, i will Thank Clique for being there for me, giving me the best memories i could ever have. I'm really grateful to have you guys. The times where you all skipped recess / lunch just to stay with me when i broke down in school. The times we had fun and did stupid things during Clique outings and started getting high &amp;amp; noisy everywhere we go. Times where we sang band songs while walking to the bus stop after a BBQ and many more.  I really hope i wouldnt lose any single one of you this year or rather, forever. You guys really mean alot to me, like my family. Love you people! I really hope the Clique will stay strong and bonded. -this shall be my 11.11 wish-&lt;br /&gt;Next, I'm gonna thank my family, especially my mom for always supporting me in whatever i do. Mom, you rock and stop being too cute. I cant stand it. :D&lt;br /&gt;And now, thank Best friend for changing me into someone better, listening to my rantings when i'm unhappy, did your best to help me by giving me advices and lastly helped me alot in my studies. Really wanna thank you alot. Without you, i wouldnt be able to take all those crap in 2010. (I realised i wanna thank alot of people).&lt;br /&gt;Thank the band mates for making my day with all the funny jokes, *cute winks*, listening to my problems at times. Hope you all will share your problems with me, like now too! :) Do well at Studies and for the upcoming SYF. You guys rock!^^&lt;br /&gt;Thank Sisters for being there for me, supported me in whatever i do. I'll remember the times where we got so high at Pizzahut etc. Love you girls alot. :) We need to meet up soon! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Thank DIS for all the fun &amp;amp; laughter during dance practices, all the effort we've put in to make our last performance memorable. Hopefully, we'll get to meet someday again!&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, thank a few other good friends for giving me support, advices and happy memories in 2010. I hope i'll still be able to stay in contact with all these wonderful people! I will miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;Now, for 2011.&lt;br /&gt;1. Work hard for my studies and not have anymore regrets.&lt;br /&gt;2. To decide whether i wanna pursue Music / dance.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cherish and spend more time with my family and best friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. Keep Clique strong and bonded.&lt;br /&gt;5. Keep in contact with my wonderful friends.&lt;br /&gt;6. Earn money instead of spending $$ like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;7. Time management&lt;br /&gt;8. Live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;9. Make 2011 a better year ^^&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope i'll be able to get all these done this year. Lastly, Happy new year to all! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3299050325969165343?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3299050325969165343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3299050325969165343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3299050325969165343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3299050325969165343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2011/01/brand-new-beginning.html' title='Brand new beginning'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-8216634597169544665</id><published>2010-12-28T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T10:25:08.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its more than memories.</title><content type='html'>Hi world. I'm feeling super tired this morning because i went Acsj from 8-6pm yesterday and had too little sleep. This had therefore led to me being rather moody today. So, had diaphragm trg after setting up instruments and clearing the music room. Halfway through diaphragm trg, we had to run 5 rounds around the parade square because we were too noisy. Continued with diaphragm trg and moved on to listening to recordings. Sectionals in the classroom on Symphonic overture &amp;amp; overture jubiloso and finally lunch! Thanks to www for accompanying me to lunch and bbt. -Hearts- Had combined band after lunch, before having combined sectionals on Memories of friendship in the Bandstore with Ms Tan. Finally, combined band in the music room till 6pm. Packed up and dismiss only at 6.40pm. Head home after that. End of my not so good day. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-i'm feeling moody again because of my horrible playing today. Sigh. I should definitely practise on the clar for 10hrs everyday. Boohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, i realised that life was never ever easy for me. It always seem like someone will come along and ruin my whole day. Tell me why, i never knew you was two-faced. No, i dont hate people. Its just annoying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-8216634597169544665?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/8216634597169544665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=8216634597169544665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/8216634597169544665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/8216634597169544665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-more-than-memories.html' title='Its more than memories.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2028315907376080787</id><published>2010-12-21T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T00:45:25.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant breathe</title><content type='html'>4 more days to xmas, yet i'm not excited about it this year. And i really wonder why. :X Anyways, I'm glad that i've managed to spend time with my family over the weekends since they always complain that i'm busy. -Cheers- And i spent yesterday and today at Band. I really miss all the awesome bandmates, like totally. So i'm kinda glad to see them again and as well as Stephani, who came back to help. Glad to talk quite alot with Stephani over these two days and i realised that she's quite funny. I always end up laughing, not that i did it on purpose. :X So, i'll say that i've learnt alot throughout these two days, whether is it regarding Band or about the people around me. Well, i guess there's both positive and negative stuffs about the people around me, but i hope we'll learn to accept each other flaws. Afterall, nobody is perfect. I really hope that clique will continue to stay strong &amp;amp; friends continue to keep in contact with each other. Afterall, we went through thick and thin together. Hopefully, everyone will take some initiative to keep things going. :) Okay, i'm getting long-winded &amp;amp; Old. I do realise that i'm getting old over these two days because i'm actually feeling very tired though i didnt do marching with the Band. And i was so tired that i mistaken someone for another person yesterday, so apparently almost everyone in the Band knows. It was so paiseh you know. Tsk. See why sleeping is important now! And i hit my fingers twice with the drumsticks while rehearsing the marching with sy because i was so tired that i didnt bother looking at where i was hitting. Poor fingers. So i guess i should start sleeping earlier from now onwards. :) Oh, and sorry to those who i was unable to meet up with after O's. I'll meet you all asap. And lastly, i'm glad that i'll be meeting someone tmr. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2028315907376080787?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2028315907376080787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2028315907376080787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2028315907376080787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2028315907376080787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-cant-breathe.html' title='I cant breathe'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6811117605712323111</id><published>2010-12-17T09:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T09:55:35.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont give up &amp; i'll find my way</title><content type='html'>I guess my life is in a mess right now and i've got no idea what to do. :X Ever since holidays started after the O's, i've been rather busy with Band / dance practices just for Parents night. Though it was really tiring because i've something to do almost every single day, but at least i enjoyed it. Its probably the best performance for me and its gonna be the most memorable one. I know i will definitely miss the Band and DIS. Afterall, my whole clique is from Band. Reminds me of the problems we had long ago. Strong bonds kept us alive. Great. (:&lt;br /&gt;But ever since the performance is over, i realised that there are many problems out there, waiting for me to resolve. And the problem is, i dont know how to do it. Honestly, i'm sick of these problems, but i know i cant ignore them. No matter what, i've to get it settled. I've been keeping alot of things to myself nowadays and it feels really strange. I only managed to tell C alittle about my life, when we met up that day. She could tell that i finally let out something that i've been keeping for a long time. Note: Bestfriend, please do not expose your mind reading skills to me, because its getting scary. :X So there's been much more things that i havent share yet and i need to find someone to talk about it. I'll probably wait for A to be back from overseas. Besides, she's got lots of stuffs to tell me too. Hopefully, we can cheer each other up then. (: And this reminds me that Crabby is gonna be overseas today! Bon voyage dear crabby! &lt;3 i'll miss your crazy-ness. And i have to meet people up asap. I know they need to share about their life, but sadly most of them are working now. I wonder when will they ever find time to meet up. I guess i'll wait for them to arrange. I realised that nowadays, the weather had been rather crazy. Sad to say, relatives are unwell, Bestfriend is sick too. Get well soon people. -Prays- Oh, i just realised i've yet to decide if i wanna continue dancing because i know my dad dislikes it. :X And whether to continue Band. Nevermind, i'll find a way. I need time. Argh, sick of everything right now. Dude, so sorry that i've been harsh, but what you did annoy me. I'm telling you that you dont know me well enough and i dont exactly believe what you said. *Peace sign up* Alright, i shall put this to an end -All the unhappy events. Lets hope that things get better, people starts to get well/cheer up &amp;amp; enjoy life. Love you people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6811117605712323111?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6811117605712323111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6811117605712323111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6811117605712323111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6811117605712323111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-give-up-ill-find-my-way.html' title='Dont give up &amp; i&apos;ll find my way'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-324860708036979955</id><published>2010-12-14T13:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T14:03:56.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQb_rOqdlKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4UwTy2bye_w/s1600/Library%2Bcommittee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550404708916368546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQb_rOqdlKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4UwTy2bye_w/s320/Library%2Bcommittee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQb_63UbwZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Vn4iMuB9k3Y/s1600/PSQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Library Committee! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQb_63UbwZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Vn4iMuB9k3Y/s1600/PSQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQb_63UbwZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Vn4iMuB9k3Y/s1600/PSQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550404977527865746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQb_63UbwZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Vn4iMuB9k3Y/s320/PSQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myself, Sophia, Qianhui! (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQcAmocZDXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zni6MlqvQUE/s1600/Sec%2B4s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550405729448955250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQcAmocZDXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zni6MlqvQUE/s320/Sec%2B4s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome Graduates &amp;amp; Mr Wong! 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(L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, the reason why i'm back here, is just to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm missing alot of people now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band, Clique, Sisters and many other best friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i've really learnt alot through Band and i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would really miss all the awesome bandmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for clique, love you people. Clique outing soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was awesome. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sisters, we have to meet up soon. I've got lots &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of things to tell you all. Miss you girls much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, DIS, i'll miss dancing with you people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never forget the times we got so tired but continue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;practising till we managed to synchronize every step.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully, we'll keep dancing &amp;amp; meet someday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for the memories. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-324860708036979955?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/324860708036979955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=324860708036979955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/324860708036979955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/324860708036979955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-memories.html' title='All the memories'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQb_rOqdlKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4UwTy2bye_w/s72-c/Library%2Bcommittee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2829066500613106491</id><published>2010-12-12T12:44:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T10:24:20.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont stop the music</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back to fill this empty space. So i've been really busy with Band practices, band camp and dance practices, just for Parents night. Had been feeling super tired for the whole week and before. But its okay, at least i think we did a good job for Parents night yesterday. Sadly, its our last performance for those graduating, so i guess we are all gonna miss band somehow. :X Hopefull, the Band will continue to strive hard for Syf and get a good medal. (: Actually, i've been rather lazy to do a full update, so i'm gonna skip that. :D I'll elaborate when i've the mood. Sorry readers. :X Anyways, i'm quite free from now till end of the year, since i dont think i wanna look for a job. I'll wanna meet up with people, but they are either busy working or overseas now. So, i cant wait for them to be back and celebrate christmas together. Lets hope time faster now. (: Okay, i guess that'll be all for now. I need time to think about everything. Spare a thought for me. Love you guys. Pictur&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQRWgU-nTwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VqoQvJ5Ey1M/s1600/Asyiqin%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549655754214428418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQRWgU-nTwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VqoQvJ5Ey1M/s320/Asyiqin%2521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;es time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself &amp;amp; Asyiqin! 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(L)(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2829066500613106491?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2829066500613106491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2829066500613106491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2829066500613106491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2829066500613106491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-stop-music.html' title='Dont stop the music'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/TQRWgU-nTwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VqoQvJ5Ey1M/s72-c/Asyiqin%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-920212009702452367</id><published>2010-12-04T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:34:28.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy mix of emotions</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling so tired now, though i slept earlier last night. Actually, i wouldnt be surprised if i fall sick soon, because i guess i have too little rest and poor appetite. And of course, the problem of having too little rest is because of the busy schedule i have, which continues till next weekend. I'm quite excited for parents night now, so hopefully we will put up a good show. And you, i've got too little time to settle our problem, give me time. I dont know how to what to say to you. Nevermind, lets hope things get better soon. I just know i'm gonna be out later. So yeah, bye readers. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-920212009702452367?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/920212009702452367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=920212009702452367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/920212009702452367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/920212009702452367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/12/crazy-mix-of-emotions.html' title='Crazy mix of emotions'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-4198684212688950770</id><published>2010-12-01T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T19:20:56.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The flashbacks wont leave me alone</title><content type='html'>I'm just back to fill up this empty space here because its seriously weird for me, if i dont do it. So, i'm busy with Band practices and dance nowadays. Because of that, i got to wake up early almost every single day in the week. Hopefully, i'll be able to keep up with this routine because i'm feeling so tired everyday. Its to the extent that i can fall asleep anytime, anywhere. This reminds me that i have Band tmr at 8am. So, i better make sure i sleep earlier today. And anyway, i got my prom dress and shoes today after dance and had lunch with mom. Not a bad day. Okay, i'm really lazy to do a proper update now. Maybe i'll do so over the weekends. :X Alright, bye readers. (:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry that i actually forgot that Bestfriend is flying off yesterday until Bestfriend texted me. I feel so bad for it. Its too big a mistake to make. I hope that time will pass faster so that Bestfriend is back soon. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-4198684212688950770?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/4198684212688950770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=4198684212688950770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4198684212688950770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4198684212688950770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/12/flashbacks-wont-leave-me-alone.html' title='The flashbacks wont leave me alone'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3580880655420114007</id><published>2010-11-25T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T23:44:41.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a new beginning</title><content type='html'>Hi World! I'm getting so hyper right now, like on Msn and Facebook and i got no idea why! Its like i'm talking to random people about really random stuffs. Oops. :X Alright, i'll start running through today's events. :D There was dance today initially, but our plan failed. So i reached school at 1215pm and waited for almost an hour for Sophia and Weitian because we are going for lunch at Varinice tgt. Met Jesmond there. Had lunch and went back to school. In the end, we decided not to dance but to talk about ghost stories in the canteen. After sometime, we went to get our bags and pack up the place before going to the canteen to continue our talk. But before that, Jesmond was scared by Weitian's high-pitched loud scream. It was so funny to see how Jesmond reacted to Weitian's scream. Probably some people would wanna try scaring him. LOL, joking. (: And Sophia never fails to scream when Weitian screams because she always got scare by it. After we're finally done packing our stuffs, it started raining heavily, so we stayed in the canteen for sometime. At about 5pm, we decided to go bbt/Varinice. It was horrible on our way there, because Weitian was getting wild, running into water puddles and kicking water at us.&lt;br /&gt;Reached bbt, got our food and went to Varinice. Spent like 3hrs there laughing non-stop. It was so tiring for all of us, but at least we all laughing hard once in a while. Good way to relieve stress.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got home by 9plus and here using the laptop ^^ Okay, this reminds me that there's band tmr, so lets hope its another fun day. K, bye world. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3580880655420114007?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3580880655420114007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3580880655420114007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3580880655420114007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3580880655420114007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-new-beginning.html' title='Its a new beginning'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-4544957817531799867</id><published>2010-11-23T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:30:34.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradicting moments</title><content type='html'>I've finally managed to meet up with Andrea yesterday! Our initially plan was to meet up at 1pm at City hall, yet we were both late. And Andrea was later than me. LOL. Met up at City hall and went to walk around in the mall. We were just walking aimlessly in the mall while talking, so we didnt get anything. Then, we went to basement for lunch at BK. And we got really high in there.&lt;br /&gt;So the girl said that she wanna catch a movie while we were having lunch at BK. She started checking for time slots at Cine. And we got so random to just pick a movie to watch at Cine. In the end, we decided to watch the movie-Rise of the mummy. Fyi, Andrea even asked me if this movie was a comedy. Her question totally got me laughing for like a minute. How funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;So, we went to sommerset after our lunch. And we managed to get to 313 by just walking out of the mrt station. And its our first time there. LOL. Second round of walking aimlessly in the mall, but at least something caught Andrea's eye at Forever 21. :D After we're done at 313, went back to the mrt station to find directions to Cine. Managed to get to the bus stop and got onto bus 14 to Cine. And fyi, its like 1 stop away only. Obviously, we laughed at our stupidity in the bus, on our way there. Best of all, Andrea only remembered that she went there before after we've reached. (Y) Went to Cine and walked around again. This time, that girl bought something again.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Then, finally went to get tickets and movie time! Rise of the mummy was nice, in my opnion. :D After we're done with the movie and freezing in there, we got to Paragon. Sadly, we didnt see Eoin there. So went on to CQ to check out the dance studio but i guess it wasnt up to our expectations. :( Then went to walk around the basement and Andrea got her sticky. And finally we went home. It was a day full of heart talks and catching up. At least my mood was way better after that. Thanks Andrea, Love you. :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Today was boring and was filled with sad events. Shouldnt elaborate here. And anyways, i cant wait to see my section again. So i'll be going back on Friday. I hope my mom allow me to go. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm gonna sleep now. Goodnight world. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-4544957817531799867?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/4544957817531799867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=4544957817531799867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4544957817531799867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4544957817531799867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/contradicting-moments.html' title='Contradicting moments'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-7941142848114632573</id><published>2010-11-22T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T00:22:42.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because you're the best thing ever</title><content type='html'>I guess i've been a real disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for those thoughts, really.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the last time and i promise&lt;br /&gt;it would be. My bad. So Sorry once again.&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriend, its a deal. *Hook pinkies.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything, you rock ttm. :D&lt;br /&gt;Next, thanks Andrea. I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;Dont get my surname wrong again, hahaha! :X&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, Cheryl, hope you cheer up soon!&lt;br /&gt;See you soon, Love. :D&lt;br /&gt;Someday, sometime, somewhere i'll be able&lt;br /&gt;to find a place where i truly feel comfortable in.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, goodnight World.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-7941142848114632573?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/7941142848114632573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=7941142848114632573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7941142848114632573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7941142848114632573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/because-youre-best-thing-ever.html' title='Because you&apos;re the best thing ever'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6749253072186377594</id><published>2010-11-20T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T23:30:26.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll need a life buoy</title><content type='html'>Outing with someone failed&lt;br /&gt;because it was raining heavily&lt;br /&gt;and mom was in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;So decided to spend my day&lt;br /&gt;at home. I got no choice, but&lt;br /&gt;to entertain myself because&lt;br /&gt;there's isnt much of someone&lt;br /&gt;i could talk to today. :X&lt;br /&gt;Read books, nap, used the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Life is so 'interesting'.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i'm not exactly in the mood&lt;br /&gt;to update this empty space today,&lt;br /&gt;but i thought maybe typing something here&lt;br /&gt;would make me feel better, before i go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i've been told that milo works&lt;br /&gt;for people who are having bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda wonder how true is that, perhaps im gonna&lt;br /&gt;try out soon. Strange, but no harm trying.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lastly sorry F, meet you someday.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, bye readers.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I swear i'll get over all these stuffs&lt;br /&gt;that made me unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;I'll write everything down in a book,&lt;br /&gt;read it for the last time and burn it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna erase memories and forget about&lt;br /&gt;the past, because thats what you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6749253072186377594?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6749253072186377594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6749253072186377594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6749253072186377594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6749253072186377594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-need-life-buoy.html' title='I&apos;ll need a life buoy'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-7499325125708681362</id><published>2010-11-19T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T12:50:07.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its your mistake</title><content type='html'>Work it, make it, do it, makes us,&lt;br /&gt;harder, better, faster, stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Kanye west-Stronger is cool. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;I know its random, but who cares. :D&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to update this empty&lt;br /&gt;space.&lt;br /&gt;16nov: Woke up, Msn (Y), Dental appt,&lt;br /&gt;Late lunch, Home, Msn, Dinner, sleep!&lt;br /&gt;17nov: Woke up, Msn, Out for lunch, Went&lt;br /&gt;Giant and Ikea, Steak for dinner, Home, Msn,&lt;br /&gt;supper, slept late!&lt;br /&gt;18nov: Woke up, Breakfast, Out to meet Andrea,&lt;br /&gt;Went to my hse area, settled hair, Home, Late lunch,&lt;br /&gt;Msn, Dinner, Slept at 10!&lt;br /&gt;19nov: Woke up, Used laptop, Out for dance, Home.&lt;br /&gt;After typing this, i just realised life has been&lt;br /&gt;pretty boring. And yes, i know i owe someone a hug, so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;gonna do it when we meet uh. And hopefully someone's&lt;br /&gt;mood is better now. (:&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i guess i shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;Love you people, Bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-7499325125708681362?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/7499325125708681362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=7499325125708681362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7499325125708681362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7499325125708681362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-your-mistake.html' title='Its your mistake'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-8925278148097095111</id><published>2010-11-15T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T10:03:50.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything but the truth.</title><content type='html'>Actually, i've been feeling terrible&lt;br /&gt;since i woke up today.&lt;br /&gt;Signed in my msn and waited for like&lt;br /&gt;hours for someone and apparently&lt;br /&gt;dont know where that person went.&lt;br /&gt;Read book while waiting. I shall be&lt;br /&gt;a bookworm for this week.&lt;br /&gt;At least, my current status is:&lt;br /&gt;Not turning up for outings.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I need to get those wild days back&lt;br /&gt;soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i guess thats about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;And Andrea, chill &amp;amp; Stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;k, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-8925278148097095111?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/8925278148097095111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=8925278148097095111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/8925278148097095111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/8925278148097095111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/everything-but-truth.html' title='Everything but the truth.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1315228299868846233</id><published>2010-11-13T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T17:29:22.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll never let you fall</title><content type='html'>I guess my mood is way better&lt;br /&gt;than last night's.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Bestfriend, i'll remember&lt;br /&gt;what you taught me.&lt;br /&gt;Peace. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1315228299868846233?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1315228299868846233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1315228299868846233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1315228299868846233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1315228299868846233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-never-let-you-fall.html' title='I&apos;ll never let you fall'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-7335940949236748384</id><published>2010-11-12T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:12:23.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We could leave this town and run forever</title><content type='html'>11 november&lt;br /&gt;There was dance practice yesterday&lt;br /&gt;and we were supposed meet in the&lt;br /&gt;canteen at 1230pm, but i was late. :X&lt;br /&gt;Only managed to get the keys at 1plus.&lt;br /&gt;So went to music room, did warmups etc.&lt;br /&gt;Dance and rest many times. We got so&lt;br /&gt;tired easily and i guess its because we&lt;br /&gt;didnt dance for too long. We even forgot&lt;br /&gt;our steps, so we made new ones.&lt;br /&gt;Had dance till 6pm, pack up and went home.&lt;br /&gt;Studied physics and slept.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Happy birthday Luna! Love you&lt;br /&gt;very much. I'll go to your hse with KOI soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;12 november&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9am to study chem till lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at 12pm, and went to school at 1pm&lt;br /&gt;for last paper. Guess i'll be able to survive.&lt;br /&gt;So Olvl is officially over now.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home and showered and went out&lt;br /&gt;to meet Andrea to head over to Newton&lt;br /&gt;for the NCO POP.&lt;br /&gt;Got there and watched the parade.&lt;br /&gt;Left at 7plus after the parade, because&lt;br /&gt;some people just have to ruin it for us.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Andrea for accompanying me tdy. (:&lt;br /&gt;And Sy, its okay. We all understand. (L)&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Plaza Sing for dinner and&lt;br /&gt;finally went home at 930pm.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I guess my mood was really bad just now.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not elaborate further because kaypo ppl&lt;br /&gt;dont need to know why etc.&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to forgive and forget. :X&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i guess i'll only meet up&lt;br /&gt;with people from 22 nov onwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-7335940949236748384?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/7335940949236748384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=7335940949236748384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7335940949236748384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7335940949236748384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-could-leave-this-town-and-run.html' title='We could leave this town and run forever'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6216211509853603261</id><published>2010-11-10T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:07:16.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardian Angel</title><content type='html'>I am supposed to be sleeping now,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm awake and using the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Since i'm here, i might as well&lt;br /&gt;update this empty space you see^^&lt;br /&gt;So i had chinese Olvl today and I'm left&lt;br /&gt;with 1 paper on friday and Olvl is over.&lt;br /&gt;Feel my joy people! :D&lt;br /&gt;Though its Wednesday today,&lt;br /&gt;i'm already tired physically and&lt;br /&gt;mentally. This is already bad enough,&lt;br /&gt;and yet i'm not going to sleep now&lt;br /&gt;when there's still dance tmr. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever. So i had Mac lunch&lt;br /&gt;with Sisters after our chinese paper&lt;br /&gt;today before rushing home and then&lt;br /&gt;out to Bugis to get stuffs with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner there and went over to Simei&lt;br /&gt;to search for brother's winter wear for his&lt;br /&gt;overseas trip. By the time we are done,&lt;br /&gt;i've started to get impatient to get home asap&lt;br /&gt;to rest my legs, yet my family is still taking&lt;br /&gt;their own sweet time to get supper. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, reached home before 10pm and&lt;br /&gt;used the com, till now.&lt;br /&gt;And i guess there's nothing much already.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, bye!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Fyi. I feel so glad that throughout Olvl,&lt;br /&gt;someone has been supporting me to not&lt;br /&gt;give up, listen to my rantings and take time&lt;br /&gt;to listen to my wonderful geog stories.&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for this, definitely. At least i know,&lt;br /&gt;there's someone who cares. And of course the feeling&lt;br /&gt;is great. So i'm just gonna say thank you best friend!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6216211509853603261?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6216211509853603261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6216211509853603261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6216211509853603261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6216211509853603261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/guardian-angel.html' title='Guardian Angel'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3422737479626414294</id><published>2010-11-05T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T22:52:01.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont ever make someone fall, if you have no intention of catching them.</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about people that i cared the most.&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling rather disappointed&lt;br /&gt;and frustrated about the way they behave&lt;br /&gt;nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;In life, we often meet problems&lt;br /&gt;and need someone to confide in.&lt;br /&gt;And at most of the time, the person&lt;br /&gt;who we confide in, will cheer us up and&lt;br /&gt;give us advices.&lt;br /&gt;For many times, i remembered trying&lt;br /&gt;to listen to someone else's problems and give them&lt;br /&gt;advices. But sadly, they do not listen to what&lt;br /&gt;i've said. I understand that i may not have&lt;br /&gt;experience on every issue, but i dont understand&lt;br /&gt;why are they just so stubborn, not listen and&lt;br /&gt;do what they like. And after that, when they&lt;br /&gt;do not get what they want/regretted what they did,&lt;br /&gt;they'll start complaining to me. I know you guys need&lt;br /&gt;someone to confide in, but have you ever wondered&lt;br /&gt;what can i do and what you should have done?&lt;br /&gt;This cycle just keep repeating itself, that i got so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i dont feel like caring about anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;All these months, out of maybe 10 ppl i cared most,&lt;br /&gt;probably only 1 listen to what i've said?&lt;br /&gt;Its so tiring for me to keep repeating what i've said.&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, is 10 ppl, not 1 only.&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel how frustrated and disappointed i am?&lt;br /&gt;And the best is some ppl just dont appreciate&lt;br /&gt;how much you care about them.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay. Afterall, no one really cares whether&lt;br /&gt;you're happy or not, so might as well be happy.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3422737479626414294?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3422737479626414294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3422737479626414294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3422737479626414294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3422737479626414294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/dont-ever-make-someone-fall-if-you-have.html' title='Dont ever make someone fall, if you have no intention of catching them.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2612814985883537061</id><published>2010-11-01T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:47:42.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardwork or luck.</title><content type='html'>Not a word from me, ever since i got home.&lt;br /&gt;I knew how badly i did for Physics paper&lt;br /&gt;just now. I've never ever felt that my hardwork&lt;br /&gt;was paid off, life's unfair.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally not in the mood to study geog now.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like hardwork is no use, so its like&lt;br /&gt;might as well dont study anymore.&lt;br /&gt;No one will understand how i feel now,&lt;br /&gt;or during phy paper, so dont talk to&lt;br /&gt;me about this issue.&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2612814985883537061?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2612814985883537061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2612814985883537061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2612814985883537061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2612814985883537061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/11/hardwork-or-luck.html' title='Hardwork or luck.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3436097191568010622</id><published>2010-10-24T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:54:47.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're so yesterday.</title><content type='html'>Its the start of the O's tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i'm panicking alittle&lt;br /&gt;because i'm afraid that i didnt&lt;br /&gt;study hard enough for it.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, i feel&lt;br /&gt;like resting now. I'm going against&lt;br /&gt;the effects of those medicines&lt;br /&gt;right now. I've got alittle more&lt;br /&gt;to go for physics, before i spend an hour&lt;br /&gt;for amaths and another 45mins or so on&lt;br /&gt;english before turning in. I really hope&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt collapse on my bed before i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to physics now.&lt;br /&gt;All the best for O's for those taking tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I kinda saw that 1 changed to 0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3436097191568010622?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3436097191568010622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3436097191568010622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3436097191568010622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3436097191568010622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/10/youre-so-yesterday.html' title='You&apos;re so yesterday.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-4016736541661060778</id><published>2010-10-22T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:08:03.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expect the unexpected</title><content type='html'>Tuesday-Sore throat&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-Flu&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-Blocked nose&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Still blocked nose.&lt;br /&gt;Look at my 'wonderful' week.&lt;br /&gt;And had Science practical exam ytd.&lt;br /&gt;The best of the best practical ever.&lt;br /&gt;Had a bunsen burner that cannot start fire.&lt;br /&gt;And a spoilt dropper. A solution that was left&lt;br /&gt;on standing, yet there was nothing happening&lt;br /&gt;to it. And obviously, we are supposed to get&lt;br /&gt;a precipitate. Great. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And i'm getting bored of books and notes.&lt;br /&gt;Yet i'm panicking and worried that i get&lt;br /&gt;lousy grades especially after the screwed practical ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Had a nightmare last night. Mom claimed that i'm too&lt;br /&gt;stressed etc. I know that. But i cant de-stress myself right.&lt;br /&gt;And clique's drifting apart. I'm sorry that i felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;But that was what i thought so too.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say. I probably dont have&lt;br /&gt;motivation to go on anymore. Nevertheless, Love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-4016736541661060778?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/4016736541661060778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=4016736541661060778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4016736541661060778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4016736541661060778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/10/expect-unexpected.html' title='Expect the unexpected'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5291272807399550144</id><published>2010-10-18T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T17:55:58.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is impossible.</title><content type='html'>I know i should be studying right now,&lt;br /&gt;instead of appearing at blogger.&lt;br /&gt;But i needed a space to write&lt;br /&gt;about how i feel inside.&lt;br /&gt;Its less than a week to O's&lt;br /&gt;and i'm feeling the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;I want to do well, achieve what i really&lt;br /&gt;want to in future. But i'm scared that&lt;br /&gt;i dont get what i want. I dont wanna be&lt;br /&gt;limited by choices. I want to choose.&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to talk to, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriends been telling me to chill, relax and all.&lt;br /&gt;I know i need to, but i just cant you see.&lt;br /&gt;I'm panicking so much that i cant balance&lt;br /&gt;equations. How am i suppose to get my As at O's.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm losing motivation. I need someone to&lt;br /&gt;tell me i will be okay. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5291272807399550144?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5291272807399550144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5291272807399550144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5291272807399550144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5291272807399550144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/10/nothing-is-impossible.html' title='Nothing is impossible.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1988607720788699110</id><published>2010-10-10T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:35:10.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Running.</title><content type='html'>Hi People! :D&lt;br /&gt;Its sunday today and i'll be going&lt;br /&gt;to school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;But, its the last week of school, finally.&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting for this, like months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriend knows why. ((:&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna say my parents are recovering&lt;br /&gt;already. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;And i've been either doing my homeworks or studying&lt;br /&gt;today. I.am.motivated!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. 091010 (L)&lt;br /&gt;And before i go, Happy 16th Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Sibing (sister)!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed today &amp;amp; all the best for O's.&lt;br /&gt;See you in school tmr. :D&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i guess im done.&lt;br /&gt;Need to do chinese now. :X&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1988607720788699110?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1988607720788699110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1988607720788699110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1988607720788699110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1988607720788699110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/10/up-and-running.html' title='Up and Running.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-7282727707551024919</id><published>2010-10-08T15:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T22:55:14.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought you were different.</title><content type='html'>Life isnt good for me since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda lazy to elaborate about stuffs here&lt;br /&gt;though.&lt;br /&gt;Both Dad &amp;amp; Mom injured while&lt;br /&gt;i had fever that day.&lt;br /&gt;A whole stack of worksheets on my table&lt;br /&gt;waiting for me, as olvl's getting nearer.&lt;br /&gt;17 more days to O's and i know we're all&lt;br /&gt;in a panic. Just got to do our best.&lt;br /&gt;And all the best to juniors for their remaining papers.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I had heart talks with E&lt;br /&gt;and he bought me a packet of dinosaur candies&lt;br /&gt;that day that helped to cheer me up alot. Thanks. :D&lt;br /&gt;And Andrea, thanks for your hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Oh in short, thanks clique. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;12 Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hugs became the most useful way for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to cheer up. Thanks people. Love you guys. (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-7282727707551024919?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/7282727707551024919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=7282727707551024919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7282727707551024919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7282727707551024919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-thought-you-were-different.html' title='I thought you were different.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5257510638424257250</id><published>2010-10-03T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T12:29:41.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You dont know.</title><content type='html'>I always believe that there'll&lt;br /&gt;be someone more special than the others&lt;br /&gt;who can cheer you up in the fastest possible time.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the one who i wanna talk to most,&lt;br /&gt;dont give a shit. Great. Day ruined. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5257510638424257250?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5257510638424257250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5257510638424257250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5257510638424257250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5257510638424257250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-dont-know.html' title='You dont know.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6274085615233832342</id><published>2010-10-01T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T20:53:03.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always a first time to everything.</title><content type='html'>Its Friday today, so i'm here blogging. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Block timetable started this week, and we've&lt;br /&gt;two more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;I would say Block timetable is way more horrible&lt;br /&gt;than our normal timetable. Lessons are extended to&lt;br /&gt;1 and a half hrs for some subjects. Obviously, there are&lt;br /&gt;benefits in doing so, but without breaks in between,&lt;br /&gt;its definitely horrible. We'll start falling asleep or&lt;br /&gt;nothing gets into our brains. And because of block timetable,&lt;br /&gt;we are ending school at 230 everyday except Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;Bad. I need more sleep. And furthermore, for the whole of&lt;br /&gt;this week, clique had been studying in school after lunch till 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;And obviously, there wont be enough time to complete&lt;br /&gt;our homeworks in that few hours. So after reaching home,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be the same old routine: Shower, dinner and homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and i got really poor appetite nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I got no idea why though. And i realised that i've been crazy&lt;br /&gt;in school this week, shall not elaborate about it.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess that will be all for the week. I shall have a good rest&lt;br /&gt;today. Bye readers. (:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Oh, cheer up people. Love you guys. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6274085615233832342?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6274085615233832342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6274085615233832342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6274085615233832342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6274085615233832342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/10/theres-always-first-time-to-everything.html' title='There&apos;s always a first time to everything.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6500823937974955086</id><published>2010-09-26T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:17:22.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If forever ever exist.</title><content type='html'>i dont know what am i suppose to be feeling&lt;br /&gt;or thinking right now.&lt;br /&gt;i've got mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do and how to react.&lt;br /&gt;O's gonna be here real soon.&lt;br /&gt;i got to keep myself focused and mug hard.&lt;br /&gt;i know, but i guess i'll have to settle those emotions&lt;br /&gt;first. i got to be careful about what i say and what i do.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want my friendships to spoil. Yes, that is it.&lt;br /&gt;Promising is one thing, doing it is another.&lt;br /&gt;i know i got your promise, but who knows what's&lt;br /&gt;gonna happen next? From the minute you promised me,&lt;br /&gt;i know that i'll have to be ready that you might let me down&lt;br /&gt;someday. Trust may be gone forever if we failed to do&lt;br /&gt;what we promised each other. Sigh, i need time to think&lt;br /&gt;about all these. i really hope we won't disappoint each other.&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6500823937974955086?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6500823937974955086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6500823937974955086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6500823937974955086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6500823937974955086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/if-forever-ever-exist.html' title='If forever ever exist.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3454157288965524643</id><published>2010-09-25T12:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T13:19:19.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up from dreams to face reality.</title><content type='html'>-Sometimes life is just so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm back to blogger. I got no idea why though.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Had EL, Amaths and History lessons.&lt;br /&gt;And dont know why, teachers are coming&lt;br /&gt;in late for lessons. So we had sometime to slack&lt;br /&gt;in between the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons till 1230pm. Felt great, since&lt;br /&gt;dismissal were 230pm almost everyday,&lt;br /&gt;except Fridays. :D&lt;br /&gt;Went to canteen to wait for clique people.&lt;br /&gt;And i got no idea how, Eoin, Michael and I,&lt;br /&gt;ended up going for lunch at Kfc tgt with&lt;br /&gt;Wanwen, Elodia and Kengyun. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It was totally random. But anyways, there were&lt;br /&gt;many funny moments there tgt with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 3plus after lunch, tgt with Wanwen and Kengyun.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 420pm, i guess. Didnt get caught in the rain. :D&lt;br /&gt;Onlined on fb and msn.&lt;br /&gt;And brother told me something. He's heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to cheer him up over at msn and watched him rant.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i was so tired that i fell&lt;br /&gt;asleep beside the laptop while he's still ranting.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up an hr later and apologised, before going&lt;br /&gt;to shower. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;By then it was 5plus. Couldnt fall asleep, so went to&lt;br /&gt;play games and slacked till after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Finished Amaths corrections for paper 1 and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10plus today.&lt;br /&gt;Did amaths corrections for paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;But since i'm feeling tired right now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm still thinking of what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I shall work on some other subjects&lt;br /&gt;later after lunch. Get a rest now. :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Recently didnt get to meet up with&lt;br /&gt;clique and sisters. :(&lt;br /&gt;People, we got to meet up soon alright!&lt;br /&gt;Okay. -The end-&lt;br /&gt;-When you smile, the whole world stops and stares for awhile. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3454157288965524643?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3454157288965524643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3454157288965524643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3454157288965524643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3454157288965524643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/waking-up-from-dreams-to-face-reality.html' title='Waking up from dreams to face reality.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-8843450370011830410</id><published>2010-09-23T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T20:11:43.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we could be the stars in the sky.</title><content type='html'>Finally, its thursday today.&lt;br /&gt;This means that Friday gonna come&lt;br /&gt;and go soon. And weekends are here!&lt;br /&gt;I really need to catch up on my sleep&lt;br /&gt;over the weekends. I'm still very tired, despite&lt;br /&gt;the fact that i've been sleeping in those&lt;br /&gt;free periods over the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;So, i've got back results for Prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Though its was really horrible for some subjects,&lt;br /&gt;there are some other subjects that i've made&lt;br /&gt;improvement on. So, yeah. Its over, just gonna learn&lt;br /&gt;from my mistakes and work harder for O's.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, dont talk to me about results. I won't wanna tell.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody has to know about my results anyway. So, Myob. :D&lt;br /&gt;And anyways, time is running out. We need to stop&lt;br /&gt;wasting time and study. Someone should motivate me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i've talked to some Sec 2s about their subject&lt;br /&gt;combinations after school today. I hope i've helped them&lt;br /&gt;alittle since they dont know what's better for them to take up. (:&lt;br /&gt;Had heart talks after that, with guys in the canteen, while chewing on&lt;br /&gt;candies from E. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;And head home at 530pm. Since i'm feeling so tired,&lt;br /&gt;i'm slacking now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i better do some work later, after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'll not be back soon to blogger though.&lt;br /&gt;So, just stay tuned people. :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hate it when people said that i'm dumb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;like as though they are any smarter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And even if they are, they shouldnt be arrogant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;isnt it? There will always be something in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;that they dont know. So, what's with you calling people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;names? And i dont like people with no manners/respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;for others. You should know what i mean, totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And it doesnt mean that i'm absolutely fine with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;how you are behaving, when i dont say anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;You better wise up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-8843450370011830410?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/8843450370011830410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=8843450370011830410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/8843450370011830410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/8843450370011830410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/finally-its-thursday-today.html' title='If we could be the stars in the sky.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1581944097466084447</id><published>2010-09-20T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:15:07.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As long as i try hard enough, i'll find my way.</title><content type='html'>I'm back home feeling&lt;br /&gt;tired because of dance.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at 1015&lt;br /&gt;today, and its the last day&lt;br /&gt;of exams. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went through SS paper at 1230&lt;br /&gt;after exams.&lt;br /&gt;So, i passed SS. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;After going through the paper,&lt;br /&gt;we were dismissed from the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, wanted to have lunch&lt;br /&gt;with Sisters, but Haohan texted me&lt;br /&gt;that he wants to start dance at 2pm&lt;br /&gt;instead of 3pm. So i send Sisters off and&lt;br /&gt;walked back to school.&lt;br /&gt;Got a drink and went for dance.&lt;br /&gt;Had dance till 330pm in the music room&lt;br /&gt;until the choir came.&lt;br /&gt;Packed and went to the classroom to continue&lt;br /&gt;our dance. However, we spent a long time&lt;br /&gt;outside the classroom because the key broke into&lt;br /&gt;two when Sophia tried to open the door. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Just when we're about to give up on trying&lt;br /&gt;to unlock with the broken key, Ah tan came&lt;br /&gt;to open the door for us.&lt;br /&gt;And he nagged at me when i'm not the IC.&lt;br /&gt;He's random. So after nagging, he went off and&lt;br /&gt;we continued dancing till 530pm,&lt;br /&gt;before we arranged the tables again and&lt;br /&gt;head to 7-11. Got chocolate bar. Energy level&lt;br /&gt;running low. So, i finished the whole bar on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;And now, i'm still tired. But school's starting at 815 tmr.&lt;br /&gt;So, i can sleep longer. Yay, great. :D&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i shall go take some rest now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1581944097466084447?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1581944097466084447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1581944097466084447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1581944097466084447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1581944097466084447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-long-as-i-try-hard-enough-ill-find.html' title='As long as i try hard enough, i&apos;ll find my way.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-7723179850364709785</id><published>2010-09-19T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T21:59:03.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss those smiley faces that flooded our conversation box.</title><content type='html'>I spent the whole day at home,&lt;br /&gt;studying SS-fall of Venice,&lt;br /&gt;since i've done rise of Venice yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Continued to revise on Physics and&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i'll end here.&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing interesting or happy to&lt;br /&gt;write here since Bestfriend went missing&lt;br /&gt;for the third day already.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda wonder when is Bestfriend gonna&lt;br /&gt;appear again.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i guess i'll rest early tonight&lt;br /&gt;since there's dance tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Last paper tmr, so all the best to those taking&lt;br /&gt;exams.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye humans. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-7723179850364709785?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/7723179850364709785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=7723179850364709785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7723179850364709785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7723179850364709785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-those-smiley-faces-that-flooded.html' title='I miss those smiley faces that flooded our conversation box.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6185454211809310597</id><published>2010-09-18T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:03:56.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And hey, i wished we had another chance.</title><content type='html'>Heyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna share my today! :D&lt;br /&gt;So, woke up real early&lt;br /&gt;and started using the laptop&lt;br /&gt;till 11.&lt;br /&gt;Packed my stuffs, showered and out&lt;br /&gt;to meet my Crabby! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;And i was kinda late, so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Bugis street first.&lt;br /&gt;We both got something we like, so yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;Got back to Bugis Junction. Had JCO yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;Walked the basement many rounds because&lt;br /&gt;we wanna finish our yogurt but we didnt have seats.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. After we're done, mrt-ed to Bedok library&lt;br /&gt;to do work till 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;Got stuffs from Ntuc before heading to Airport,&lt;br /&gt;while Crabby went home.&lt;br /&gt;Took bus 24 to airport for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;but fell asleep on my way there.&lt;br /&gt;Reached airport and waited half an hour&lt;br /&gt;for Mum and Sister. So meanwhile, did some Amaths.&lt;br /&gt;I know its hard to believe, but i'm doing maths. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Swensens and finally headed home at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired right now, but i guess i wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;get to catch up on my sleep soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm done with this. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;*Im missing bestfriend. I wonder where's&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6185454211809310597?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6185454211809310597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6185454211809310597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6185454211809310597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6185454211809310597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-hey-i-wished-we-had-another-chance.html' title='And hey, i wished we had another chance.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1715003355783781596</id><published>2010-09-17T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T23:30:39.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The start of something new.</title><content type='html'>I'm really tired right now, but i can't take a nap&lt;br /&gt;because i'm going for dental at 3&lt;br /&gt;and out with my Sisters.&lt;br /&gt;So, today was a bus ride with the single-deck bus&lt;br /&gt;again. It was so cramp and yet the bus driver&lt;br /&gt;was driving real fast.&lt;br /&gt;People all losing their balance, bumping into each other&lt;br /&gt;and i injure both sides of my hip and got stepped on the feet. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Bus rides are so unpleasant nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Reached school after it start drizzling, so&lt;br /&gt;headed to the hall for flag raising.&lt;br /&gt;Had emath paper 1 first, then geog till 1230pm.&lt;br /&gt;Both papers this time, was much better.&lt;br /&gt;After the papers, head home and now&lt;br /&gt;i'm here. Its still raining now and i'm feeling so cold.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna bring my jacket ltr before my fingers&lt;br /&gt;turn stiff.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back ltr tonight to update again, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;And i still have one more paper to go, before i can&lt;br /&gt;catch up on my sleep. Like finally.&lt;br /&gt;And its weekends tmr, so i'm gonna meet&lt;br /&gt;Travis. Excited.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I need to get my stuffs ready now.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Alright people.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Far East Plaza/Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Far East with Sisters&lt;br /&gt;after dental today.&lt;br /&gt;Today's trip to Far East wasnt exactly bad though&lt;br /&gt;i didnt manage to get anything i like&lt;br /&gt;and we were all feeling tired after&lt;br /&gt;the prelims.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that today was enjoyable, so yay.&lt;br /&gt;At least i'm feeling way better tdy than&lt;br /&gt;i am over the past few days. (:&lt;br /&gt;So had dinner at Kfc before going home.&lt;br /&gt;Had a last minute decision to pick my&lt;br /&gt;sister up from her school since it was&lt;br /&gt;raining and it was getting late.&lt;br /&gt;Picked her up and head home tgt.&lt;br /&gt;1hr plus call with Someone. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;And i'm here again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out with Crabby tmr,&lt;br /&gt;so i'll sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1715003355783781596?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1715003355783781596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1715003355783781596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1715003355783781596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1715003355783781596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/start-of-something-new.html' title='The start of something new.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6517136871045288728</id><published>2010-09-16T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T17:49:17.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont know where to start.</title><content type='html'>I would say this is the worst&lt;br /&gt;week i ever had so far.&lt;br /&gt;I never experience&lt;br /&gt;such great disappointment&lt;br /&gt;before. Sigh. Its like our efforts went down&lt;br /&gt;the drain. :(&lt;br /&gt;I guess we'll have to work much harder.&lt;br /&gt;And today started off badly.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot my to bring my earpiece, so bus ride&lt;br /&gt;was boring. And today's bus was a single-deck bus&lt;br /&gt;so had to stand all the way till school.&lt;br /&gt;Legs was having cramps when i alight from the bus. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then we had physics paper tdy.&lt;br /&gt;It was horrible, totally.&lt;br /&gt;Had break, but didnt get something to eat&lt;br /&gt;since i wasnt in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;Went through amaths with Fatin and Asyiqin, before&lt;br /&gt;amaths paper. (:&lt;br /&gt;Amaths paper was equally bad though.&lt;br /&gt;Had headache and started feeling dizzy but still&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch at pizzahut with Sisters.&lt;br /&gt;They definitely cheer me up alittle.&lt;br /&gt;After we're done with lunch, went to walk around&lt;br /&gt;for awhile before going home.&lt;br /&gt;And now, i'm so tired that i can fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;on the table.&lt;br /&gt;But i've got C.geog to study for.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i'll go and study now.&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog when i'm in the right mood.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6517136871045288728?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6517136871045288728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6517136871045288728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6517136871045288728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6517136871045288728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-know-where-to-start.html' title='I dont know where to start.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6630561877856549878</id><published>2010-09-15T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T16:22:10.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just turn around and keep walking.</title><content type='html'>Its Wednesday today.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm glad that i'm left with tmr and&lt;br /&gt;friday to struggle with, before i can&lt;br /&gt;catch up on my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really looking forward to this weekend&lt;br /&gt;because i'm going over to Travis's hse.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be great, but i dont think i'm staying&lt;br /&gt;overnight there though.&lt;br /&gt;So, ended today's paper at 945.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to head home since it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, i would say i had many things running&lt;br /&gt;through my mind. And apparently these things made&lt;br /&gt;me feel so insecure, like alot. I dont know how to describe how i&lt;br /&gt;felt at that point of time, but i know its horrible.&lt;br /&gt;In short, my mood hasnt been good since the&lt;br /&gt;start of the week. So if you are planning to piss me off,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure that you should think twice. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, bye.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Sometimes i really wonder who would text or call you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;immediately when they see you writing negative stuffs here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;to cheer you up. Who would wanna know what's on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;when you're quiet. Who would wanna find out what had happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;to cause you that unhappy face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;If you realised, i havent been telling you lots of stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;because i know you wouldnt care. So, there isnt a point for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;me to share what i feel isnt it? You are gonna put those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;things aside and tell me to cheer up and whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;But who does it that easily? I would wanna tell what i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;to someone who care, not someone who doesnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;But its alright, because when humans are busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;with their own things, we'll neglect others, dont we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Afterall, this is life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6630561877856549878?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6630561877856549878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6630561877856549878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6630561877856549878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6630561877856549878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-turn-around-and-keep-walking.html' title='Just turn around and keep walking.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2283907235397396709</id><published>2010-09-11T09:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T01:33:01.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a new challenge afterall</title><content type='html'>I really cant wait for Prelims to be over,&lt;br /&gt;because i wanna catch up on my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping late and waking up&lt;br /&gt;early, so that i wouldnt waste too much time&lt;br /&gt;on sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I'll survive. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;So, i guess there isnt anything much about&lt;br /&gt;life now since all we're doing is to do work&lt;br /&gt;non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, that reminds me about living life this way,&lt;br /&gt;is totally unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i've lost weight, which is bad obviously.&lt;br /&gt;People should just bring me out to eat non-stop, but after O's.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, i just had a dream. And i've always wanted&lt;br /&gt;that to happen one day, but its kinda impossible.&lt;br /&gt;So, it will just be a dream never come true thing.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'll be back 1 week later.&lt;br /&gt;Study time. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I think my mood was rather bad just now.&lt;br /&gt;But after the spamming of smiley faces in Msn,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Bestfriend, i'm feeling much better.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! (:&lt;br /&gt;And i would chill &amp;amp; dont will try not to be too&lt;br /&gt;troubled.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2283907235397396709?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2283907235397396709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2283907235397396709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2283907235397396709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2283907235397396709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-new-challenge-afterall.html' title='its a new challenge afterall'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6858268713465267331</id><published>2010-09-09T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:47:49.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happily ever after like the endings of a fairytale</title><content type='html'>Its already Thursday today.&lt;br /&gt;Sept hols gonna end real soon.&lt;br /&gt;This means, I cant sleep late at night&lt;br /&gt;anymore because i will have to&lt;br /&gt;start waking up super duper early&lt;br /&gt;in the morning for school&lt;br /&gt;and mug non-stop for O's.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, we'll all have freedom after O's,&lt;br /&gt;so we shall all persevere. (:&lt;br /&gt;I will have to be as hardworking as someone! *&lt;br /&gt;So, did Physics, Chemistry and Amaths tdy.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to finished whatever i've planned to.&lt;br /&gt;So, i shall say i will continue again tmr, because&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh yes. I'm tired physically and mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to S:&lt;br /&gt;Please cheerup soon. I know its not gonna be easy,&lt;br /&gt;so take everything one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;if you need to, you can talk to me through sms/msn.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry. i'll talk to you on Monday alright!&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up once again. (:&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it shall all end here. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i guess i'll have to accept the fact that my life is like that. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6858268713465267331?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6858268713465267331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6858268713465267331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6858268713465267331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6858268713465267331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/happily-ever-after-like-endings-of.html' title='Happily ever after like the endings of a fairytale'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5037492811543925528</id><published>2010-09-08T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T22:26:29.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world keep spinning around, 24hrs a day</title><content type='html'>I promise to do this fast, because&lt;br /&gt;i need to crash on my bed really soon.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a bad/good day.&lt;br /&gt;I got pissed off in the morning, because&lt;br /&gt;some people are just so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;Had dance in Music Room from 1-530pm.&lt;br /&gt;I swear it was so draining to keep practising&lt;br /&gt;on the same song over and over again, just to get&lt;br /&gt;all of us to synchronize all our steps, jumps and turns,&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that we had breaks in between.&lt;br /&gt;Learn quite a number of new steps for the new song tdy&lt;br /&gt;so i do hope that i dont forget them. (:&lt;br /&gt;The guys were playing around when we had breaks.&lt;br /&gt;They started doing stunts all over the floor and looked&lt;br /&gt;funny. Seriously, got us all hyper-up.&lt;br /&gt;So had dance till 530pm and went for dinner with&lt;br /&gt;part of the dance crew and the 2Ks.&lt;br /&gt;After we're done, went to platform for awhile&lt;br /&gt;before going home.&lt;br /&gt;Bus ride was fun because we all had so much to talk&lt;br /&gt;about. I like! (:&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and did the usuals.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, shall just end here.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5037492811543925528?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5037492811543925528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5037492811543925528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5037492811543925528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5037492811543925528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/world-keep-spinning-around-24hrs-day.html' title='The world keep spinning around, 24hrs a day'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1307284662469912477</id><published>2010-09-07T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:33:30.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll party like its the end of the world.</title><content type='html'>'I've got a Bestfriend that shares the bolster with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, by hugging the top of it and letting me hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bottom'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've got a Bestfriend who loans me his bolster to cuddle with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jacket as a pillow when he sees me falling asleep'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've got a Bestfriend who would rush down from his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house to accompany me when i'm alone outside'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've got a Bestfriend who would compete with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see who can eat slower'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've got a Bestfriend who would talk and go high with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Msn when we start talking about dance'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've got a Bestfriend who would go all wild when we're&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the swings, trying to move in the same way like my swing does'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've got a Bestfriend who would act as if she's angry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time i forget to give her a hug when i see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've got a Bestfriend who would bring food for me when i'm hungry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go high when i am, start laughing tgt about anything we talk about'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're my clique. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clique never fails to cheer me up when i'm sad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to my troubles and give me advices,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go high with me about anything we can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes and laughter never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would do stupid things tgt like singing songs while walking to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus stops. And lastly, Study together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every individual has their flaws, I believe we all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would learn how to accommodate each other's differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope our friendship never ends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra lessons had been quite alright,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except the fact that i'm still as tired though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like Sept hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, more like this Sept hols is for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to study for our prelims, since we've just started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while others are done with it. Boohoo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i need to get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep coughing and I'll soon sound like a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have knee pain just today, and bones keep cracking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm going down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i need a knee guard soon. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best thing is, i'm having dance tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knee, please be good and heal yourself by tmr morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. All in all, i would need to study alittle on chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and work hard on maths. And lastly, fyi, i dont like maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i know i dont look like i have a choice, so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall move to my dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1307284662469912477?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1307284662469912477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1307284662469912477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1307284662469912477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1307284662469912477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-party-like-its-end-of-world.html' title='We&apos;ll party like its the end of the world.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-4335026775125132913</id><published>2010-09-04T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:31:07.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another replay</title><content type='html'>'Telepathy' bestfriend is nowhere to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Woke up early in the morning to&lt;br /&gt;do chemistry :D&lt;br /&gt;Then I went out in the afternoon to meet Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;On my way to Bugis, i was reading readers' digest.&lt;br /&gt;And i just like it, i got no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;Gave Cheryl a hug from the back as soon&lt;br /&gt;as i see her &amp;amp; She jumped.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! Headed to JCO for yogurt, since she's&lt;br /&gt;like crazy over it. And Stories time! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;After we're done, we started our shopping journey.&lt;br /&gt;While we're in cotton on, Cheryl started going high.&lt;br /&gt;She keep telling me whats nice &amp;amp; that i should get them.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, i really got something there. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went over to Bugis street.&lt;br /&gt;The whole place was packed with people. It was so packed that&lt;br /&gt;you have to stop, each time you take a few steps.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow. After walking for an hr or so, Cheryl got something&lt;br /&gt;she liked. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;After we're done, decided to get my Sister a top.&lt;br /&gt;We walked the whole bugis street to look&lt;br /&gt;for the kind she like. And finally after so long,&lt;br /&gt;we decided the top we want to buy for her.&lt;br /&gt;And the best part, they dont have her size, so&lt;br /&gt;they had to alter it for me.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we're done and i kinda rushed off for dinner&lt;br /&gt;with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Still, a great day out with Cheryl today! :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm supposed to get Cheryl something&lt;br /&gt;for our 10yr anniversary. And i'm totally clueless on what&lt;br /&gt;to get for her. But there's one thing I'm sure of;&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna get me something shocking.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Grins from Cheryl is bad.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, i'll try not to be shocked by her. :D&lt;br /&gt;So, dinner with Family then shopping again.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, brother got a new ipod. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay, i got soyabean. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;*bestfriend knows how soyabean can make me high.&lt;br /&gt;And i got my chocolates. :D&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, reached home at 10 and currently slacking.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, today is great. K, thanks, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-4335026775125132913?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/4335026775125132913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=4335026775125132913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4335026775125132913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4335026775125132913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-another-replay.html' title='Just another replay'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3510640781695438510</id><published>2010-09-03T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T20:58:48.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in the moment with you</title><content type='html'>I'll do a quick one here&lt;br /&gt;for my 'telepathy' bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Humantities &amp;amp; English papers are over. :D&lt;br /&gt;After today's papers, decided to head home&lt;br /&gt;to rest. Someone must be feeling glad that&lt;br /&gt;i listened uh!&lt;br /&gt;So, postponed my outing with Huiping.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;And for once, i wasnt lazy to buy my lunch before&lt;br /&gt;going home. So yeah, reached home super early.&lt;br /&gt;Showered, lunch-ed and play game. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;You know what game i play right! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But not as crazy over games as you. :D&lt;br /&gt;Slept like 2hrs. Dinner-ed and slacked more.&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling guilty now because exams arent over yet,&lt;br /&gt;so i should be working hard. But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going out with Cheryl tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Excited. Alright, im done. Bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3510640781695438510?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3510640781695438510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3510640781695438510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3510640781695438510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3510640781695438510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/09/stuck-in-moment-with-you.html' title='Stuck in the moment with you'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1900293826941671967</id><published>2010-08-28T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T23:58:24.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy-five</title><content type='html'>its 28august.&lt;br /&gt;75more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;i can endure all the nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;i've done it for the past three years.&lt;br /&gt;i can, i will and i must.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna earn lots of money, and go overseas&lt;br /&gt;to make my dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna stay over at Travis's hse after O's.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna meet Primary school Bestfriends.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go for classes.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna party all night long.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i feel more motivated to study now.&lt;br /&gt;Havent been doing work tdy. I'll do so tonight.&lt;br /&gt;i hope my plan wont fail again.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;everything's gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;the streets will lighten up my way&lt;br /&gt;so we dance on, dance on, we gonna dance on&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Airport.&lt;br /&gt;And its 1150pm already, so i guess&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna do any work tdy. :(&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to do so tmr. And two times harder.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. And people went crazy screaming&lt;br /&gt;and running with Cameras in their hands,&lt;br /&gt;when they saw their Korean Idol passing by&lt;br /&gt;the Airport just now. Funny max.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop here. Im gonna fall asleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Bye people. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1900293826941671967?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1900293826941671967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1900293826941671967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1900293826941671967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1900293826941671967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/seventy-five.html' title='Seventy-five'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1551197873340056159</id><published>2010-08-27T17:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T23:37:01.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Editted</title><content type='html'>I just wanna write something here,&lt;br /&gt;so i'm back for the second time today.&lt;br /&gt;I've been mugging hard nowadays,&lt;br /&gt;every night, every single day.&lt;br /&gt;But, i'm still distracted because studying&lt;br /&gt;is boring. So when i have breaks, i break&lt;br /&gt;for a long time. This aint good. :x&lt;br /&gt;I shall improve on this.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i need motivation to mug hard for&lt;br /&gt;Maths. LOL. It just annoy you when you dont&lt;br /&gt;get the correct answer. :(&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I shall find a way to make things work.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I did what i promised ytd, which is to work hard&lt;br /&gt;today. I did work for 5hrs. *Proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm gonna work equally hard tmr too. :D&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that'll be all for studies.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I guess problems are back again?&lt;br /&gt;It will never come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;Cant something more interesting happen?&lt;br /&gt;Its always the same old thing.&lt;br /&gt;And its driving me nuts, when i'm enough&lt;br /&gt;stressed up over studies.&lt;br /&gt;And after so much that i've gone through,&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe that i can still be that naive&lt;br /&gt;to believe that somethings could last forever.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps its because i'm expecting a miracle to happen,&lt;br /&gt;so i never guarded my heart.&lt;br /&gt;but its okay. afterall, time will heal all wounds&lt;br /&gt;right? i should learn my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling down, but then again, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times i said that&lt;br /&gt;'i dont feel like caring', since when have i done that?&lt;br /&gt;None. I need to get all this out of my head and study hard.&lt;br /&gt;I must do it soon. Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I wanna Thank Bestfriend for being there for me&lt;br /&gt;every single day.&lt;br /&gt;And Sorry because you have to listen to all my rants about life.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for teaching me 'thats life'. I'll change my mindset.&lt;br /&gt;And i just wanna tell you that, you're the only one&lt;br /&gt;who knows about every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;And that, i told you because you're the one i know that i&lt;br /&gt;can count on. I guess life will be a million times more&lt;br /&gt;horrible w/o you. Thanks a million times. :D&lt;br /&gt;Xiexie ni oh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1551197873340056159?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1551197873340056159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1551197873340056159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1551197873340056159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1551197873340056159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/tried-my-best-did-my-best-what-did-i.html' title='Editted'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-6383391101560753223</id><published>2010-08-26T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T23:24:03.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapters of life</title><content type='html'>Now, I'm back here again because&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired and there's nothing&lt;br /&gt;that I wanna do now.&lt;br /&gt;Since I kinda forgot what had happened&lt;br /&gt;over the past few days, I shall just talk about&lt;br /&gt;today! As usual, Lessons are Boring.&lt;br /&gt;But the good thing today is that I dont feel&lt;br /&gt;sleepy. :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, but my mood isnt good.&lt;br /&gt;Even E asks why I looked so sian. :(&lt;br /&gt;So, was moody till after school.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, didnt feel like dancing, but still went to&lt;br /&gt;look for crew.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, after sometime, Started getting highhhh&lt;br /&gt;and so joined them to dance, without warmups. LOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;Haohan taught me, andrea and chelsea steps for 'already taken'&lt;br /&gt;first before leaving us to practice.&lt;br /&gt;After we're done, Sophia checked on us.&lt;br /&gt;Passed. :D&lt;br /&gt;Taught Andrea 'already taken' again, before practising with&lt;br /&gt;the song over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Next, we practised our steps for 'Eat you up'.&lt;br /&gt;And there was one part for 'Eat you up' that needed me&lt;br /&gt;and Andrea to think of our own steps.&lt;br /&gt;We did so many different combinations, but nothing seem to work&lt;br /&gt;well with the song. Finally after like 20mins, we finally managed to&lt;br /&gt;get something that was able to match the song. Great~ :D&lt;br /&gt;Practised 'Already taken' and 'Eat you up' to and fro, over&lt;br /&gt;and over again. At about 430, we moved over to the&lt;br /&gt;hall to continue our practice till 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Rested till 630, before leaving the school to Varinice for Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Sophia, Haohan and Jesmond.&lt;br /&gt;After we're done with Dinner, Kaibin and Eoin came to join us,&lt;br /&gt;while Haohan went home.&lt;br /&gt;Talked and Joked. Fun ttm.&lt;br /&gt;At 8, we went to floating platform. :D&lt;br /&gt;Did Stunts, danced and talked till 840pm.&lt;br /&gt;And finally home! Aint gonna do any work tdy,&lt;br /&gt;since I'm tired ttm.&lt;br /&gt;But, I promise to work hard tmr. :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Fyi : I'm missing clique right now.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-6383391101560753223?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6383391101560753223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=6383391101560753223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6383391101560753223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/6383391101560753223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/chapters-of-life.html' title='Chapters of life'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-389109830707840424</id><published>2010-08-23T17:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:12:59.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When i fall, still clinging onto hope</title><content type='html'>School wasnt good today. :(&lt;br /&gt;First period was geog.&lt;br /&gt;Copied notes at a super fast speed&lt;br /&gt;for once because i wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;And i was feeling hungry, so stomach&lt;br /&gt;started to hurt. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Next period was chem. Science practical. :D&lt;br /&gt;Recess with part of Upper Sec clique. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Then had emaths. Went through ws.&lt;br /&gt;And mother tongue! My teacher told me something&lt;br /&gt;which made me more sian. :(&lt;br /&gt;And finally, emaths mock exam till 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;Emath mock exam has definitely drain my energy.&lt;br /&gt;And i had to keep myself awake since i felt like sleeping&lt;br /&gt;every minute. And my eye is not healing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Decided to give study trip at Stella's hse a miss&lt;br /&gt;since i was having headache after exam.&lt;br /&gt;Fyi. Headaches are getting too frequent nowadays,&lt;br /&gt;eye not healing.&lt;br /&gt;I may need to see a doctor soon. Well, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;I might just get fever tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i shall start on amaths now.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-389109830707840424?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/389109830707840424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=389109830707840424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/389109830707840424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/389109830707840424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-i-fall-still-clinging-onto-hope.html' title='When i fall, still clinging onto hope'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5971661310549575184</id><published>2010-08-22T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T19:34:10.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>360 degrees</title><content type='html'>And, im back here again.&lt;br /&gt;I've spent my weekend over at Travis's hse.&lt;br /&gt;Again, we caught WGM on his com tgt.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, watching WGM can drive you nuts.&lt;br /&gt;You can never get bored watching them.&lt;br /&gt;And it will make you wish that your life can be&lt;br /&gt;like that. *Hopes*&lt;br /&gt;Of course, i did my homeworks while Travis&lt;br /&gt;spammed Korean songs. :D&lt;br /&gt;Snacks + drink = Party past midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning, continued doing&lt;br /&gt;homeworks. Talked about grandma&lt;br /&gt;with Travis. Sigh, bad.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, entertaintment, homework.&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 5.&lt;br /&gt;And now im having headache and eye pain. :(&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i think thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;The end!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5971661310549575184?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5971661310549575184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5971661310549575184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5971661310549575184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5971661310549575184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/360-degrees.html' title='360 degrees'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3817931353400324447</id><published>2010-08-13T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T19:27:35.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wished we werent stuck in this situation now.</title><content type='html'>Im just here to throw something in&lt;br /&gt;this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was SS mock exam.&lt;br /&gt;G.C. SBQ was horrible. It made me&lt;br /&gt;waste time and hence, i didnt finish my&lt;br /&gt;SEQ part B.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was Science mock exam.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling neutral. (:&lt;br /&gt;After that, had dance till 6plus.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mac with Clique for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, Sister was with her&lt;br /&gt;classmates at Mac. Joined them and talked.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry clique for ps-ing. :x&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to do amaths homework, but found out&lt;br /&gt;that i didnt bring. So talked till 9pm and went home.&lt;br /&gt;Showered and did amaths homework till 12am plus.&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV till 1am plus.&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im lazy. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;/i hate the fact that we arent talking at all now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everything today seemed to have a link to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and its horrible because i am trying my best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;not to think of anything. things just keep appearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in my face. seriously, what now? i cant act like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nothing happened. i know im a failure here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i cant deny the fact that i'm missing everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i cant start a conversation with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;because its gonna affect you. crap, time pass faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3817931353400324447?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3817931353400324447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3817931353400324447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3817931353400324447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3817931353400324447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wished-we-werent-stuck-in-this.html' title='i wished we werent stuck in this situation now.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-190147154014571077</id><published>2010-08-10T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:50:52.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National day celebration!</title><content type='html'>Heyheyhey!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Singapore's 45th birthday,&lt;br /&gt;so Sisters and I went to catch fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;We met up at 4.30pm at bedok mrt platform&lt;br /&gt;before heading to marina bay.&lt;br /&gt;While on the train, someone mentioned&lt;br /&gt;that she wanted KOI. And the rest started&lt;br /&gt;to go 'me too'. LOL. So in the end, we all&lt;br /&gt;alighted at Bugis and went over to KOI.&lt;br /&gt;This time the queue was shorter. (:&lt;br /&gt;Finished our drink and finally train to marina bay.&lt;br /&gt;The minute we stepped out from marina bay&lt;br /&gt;mrt station, caught helicopters with Singapore flag&lt;br /&gt;flying towards Padang. Everyone started taking&lt;br /&gt;pictures excitedly. LOL. After we are done with that,&lt;br /&gt;continued walking till we reach somewhere near the IR.&lt;br /&gt;Songs went on and on and people started marching in.&lt;br /&gt;At 8plus, finally, fireworks. I guess this year's fireworks&lt;br /&gt;is one of the best. So yay. Sisters totally video-ed the&lt;br /&gt;fireworks. Great.&lt;br /&gt;At 9plus, we started walking to marina square.&lt;br /&gt;It was super duper far. We started singing singapore&lt;br /&gt;songs to entertain ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, when it was close to 10pm, we reached marina square.&lt;br /&gt;When we were there, it just took us so long&lt;br /&gt;to decide what to eat for dinner. In the end, all of us&lt;br /&gt;decided to get ice-cream. Rested awhile and finally went home.&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed and walked home.&lt;br /&gt;Its close to midnight and im starting to freak out&lt;br /&gt;since its the first day of 7th mth ytd.&lt;br /&gt;And its even more freaky when i was waiting for the lift alone&lt;br /&gt;that went all the way up to 12th floor.&lt;br /&gt;Because that was when, something dropped&lt;br /&gt;and landed on the floor loudly.&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is i dont even know whats the thing&lt;br /&gt;and where is it. I swear i totally ran into the lift&lt;br /&gt;and pressed the close button non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;This is when you wished someone was there&lt;br /&gt;talking to you over the phone or texting you.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously. But since its almost 12am, its kinda impossible.&lt;br /&gt;In short, everyone should be careful.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, im going off to do amaths now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-190147154014571077?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/190147154014571077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=190147154014571077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/190147154014571077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/190147154014571077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/national-day-celebration.html' title='National day celebration!'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-121982911267771013</id><published>2010-08-09T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:02:17.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just stop it.</title><content type='html'>Its just so annoying when you just walk off&lt;br /&gt;like that. And the best thing is, the rest just&lt;br /&gt;leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, stop giving me the i-dont-care attitude&lt;br /&gt;and speak up. Dont you all know how to&lt;br /&gt;learn and control your emotions and&lt;br /&gt;let others understand what you want.&lt;br /&gt;How many more rounds of such things, you all want.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered i ran out and went after you the other time&lt;br /&gt;but now, i guess i wont.&lt;br /&gt;i've got lots of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;Just do what you all want.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, dont you all find it really lame.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have time for such things.&lt;br /&gt;And now, i cant be bothered too! -.-&lt;br /&gt;I've got my own attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-121982911267771013?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/121982911267771013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=121982911267771013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/121982911267771013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/121982911267771013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-stop-it.html' title='Just stop it.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-3126516576061011956</id><published>2010-08-07T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T12:04:19.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You never change, like a leopard doesnt change its spots.</title><content type='html'>National Celebration in School&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was alright!&lt;br /&gt;Watched captain's ball game going on&lt;br /&gt;in the hall with sisters :D&lt;br /&gt;And, Ms Chew fell backwards when she was trying&lt;br /&gt;to catch the ball while standing on the chairs.&lt;br /&gt;I hope she's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;After the game, we all went home to shower&lt;br /&gt;first, before meeting tgt at Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;By the time i reach home, i was feeling kinda tired.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, someone managed to keep me awake!&lt;br /&gt;At 12, rushed to shower and out. Reached 20mins later&lt;br /&gt;than our meeting time.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Sisters for waiting for me, thanks! (:&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed at BK, walked Bugis street and Bugis Junction&lt;br /&gt;to and fro. Tired ttm.&lt;br /&gt;At about 3 plus, Sisters wanted to go over to KOI&lt;br /&gt;for a drink. Reached KOI and saw that the queue was super&lt;br /&gt;duper long. Waited for so long and our legs started to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;After we got our drink from KOI, walked through Illuma,&lt;br /&gt;back to Bugis junction. Continued to shop and all.&lt;br /&gt;Went to BHG with Stella for she wants to buy something for&lt;br /&gt;her nephew. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, at 6, we managed to find a bench to sit on and&lt;br /&gt;rest our legs for like half an hour, before going home.&lt;br /&gt;In short, sisters' outing was great! Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;And today, once again, we are meeting up to do&lt;br /&gt;some work. Yay. Gonna be great.&lt;br /&gt;Right, im done with this. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-3126516576061011956?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/3126516576061011956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=3126516576061011956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3126516576061011956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/3126516576061011956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-never-change-like-leopard-doesnt.html' title='You never change, like a leopard doesnt change its spots.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2368785543733293354</id><published>2010-08-05T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T00:06:55.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth and the decision.</title><content type='html'>Hey people.&lt;br /&gt;I came here to write down my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;for this week, because no one is entertaining me.&lt;br /&gt;It was really tiring this week.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, investiture's over and we are almost&lt;br /&gt;done with Mock exams.&lt;br /&gt;But prelims gonna be up next, horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not looking forward to results for the mock exams&lt;br /&gt;because i know its gonna be horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, there isnt much time left. :(&lt;br /&gt;And there's tons of homework to do over&lt;br /&gt;the so-called holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Totally got spammed with school papers and TYS.&lt;br /&gt;With that, i'm kinda hesitating if i'm still going&lt;br /&gt;over to Travis's hse.&lt;br /&gt;Because i know, i wouldnt do my work when i'm there.&lt;br /&gt;We will probably just slack and game the whole day, out&lt;br /&gt;for supper at night, then have midnight chats/ jokes while spamming UNO&lt;br /&gt;in the room. But its been really long since i get to stay over&lt;br /&gt;at cousins' hse. How, how, how. I shall decide really soon.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Had dance practices with D.I.S nowadays, and i'm loving it. :D&lt;br /&gt;And tadah, national celebration in school in a few hours time.&lt;br /&gt;So not wearing any red top. :D&lt;br /&gt;Sisters and Clique outing really soon! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so feeling excited now. Alright, shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to go on. Nightttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Kaibin &amp;amp; Yanyi!&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you all recover soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Andandand, seriously, why do i even bother in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think i must have gone nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2368785543733293354?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2368785543733293354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2368785543733293354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2368785543733293354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2368785543733293354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/truth-and-decision.html' title='The truth and the decision.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2922891665895779362</id><published>2010-08-01T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:18:37.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brightest star tonight.</title><content type='html'>In a few hours time, i'll be in school again.&lt;br /&gt;And i havent been sleeping early over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;So im still equally tired.&lt;br /&gt;Tdy was a history-intensive day.&lt;br /&gt;Studied history and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;I swear it was so boring that you can just fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;and forget about mock exams.&lt;br /&gt;Mock exams gonna start from tmr onwards&lt;br /&gt;and i guess most of us are not ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Its mock exams. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And once again, i cant wait for friday because i&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll be going to Travis's hse. High possibility!&lt;br /&gt;Miss Travis and Luna alot. Had been 2months since i&lt;br /&gt;last saw them.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, guess that'll be all for now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog when i feel like it again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-2922891665895779362?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/2922891665895779362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=2922891665895779362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2922891665895779362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/2922891665895779362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/08/brightest-star-tonight.html' title='Brightest star tonight.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-7219586206424259599</id><published>2010-07-30T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T23:53:04.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a helpless situation, what are you gonna do ?</title><content type='html'>Hi all.&lt;br /&gt;This week had been much better&lt;br /&gt;as compared to the last one.&lt;br /&gt;Still, problems are yet to be settled.&lt;br /&gt;Schooling had been better this week&lt;br /&gt;because Sisters became real close.&lt;br /&gt;Meetups before school and after school&lt;br /&gt;definitely make us more bonded, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was normal, ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;Tues was Sisters outing. But sadly, Peixian&lt;br /&gt;has art, while dearest Yiling was ill.&lt;br /&gt;Glad she's fine now. (:&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was dance after school.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with Sweetheart Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday had dance again with part of crew only.&lt;br /&gt;Today was home after school.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed with family, shower. Nap and&lt;br /&gt;tadah, here now.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm still feeling tired because i've been&lt;br /&gt;sleeping late at night over the 5days.&lt;br /&gt;Weekends gonna be bad because i have&lt;br /&gt;lots of homeworks to do and study for mock exams&lt;br /&gt;next week.&lt;br /&gt;I need to survive this. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, im missing sisters and clique now.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, clique can make it tmr for homework session. :D&lt;br /&gt;Sisters meetup soon! And all the best for our mock exams alright!&lt;br /&gt;-Insert hearts. (:&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I'm gonna apologise to all who&lt;br /&gt;encourage/urged me to talk to them about it.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have the will to go on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm outnumbered. 1 against others is definitely&lt;br /&gt;draining my energy out. Furthermore, its been months.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry. I guess i wont be able to carry out this task,&lt;br /&gt;though i know you all wanted me to do it, very much.&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry, but i'm leaving things as it is.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i will change my mind again, but i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i wished i wasnt stuck in this.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm expected to settle this, not to disappoint&lt;br /&gt;others, start mugging and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry people. I will try my best, but i wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;promise that i will be able to accomplish what&lt;br /&gt;you all wanted me to do.&lt;br /&gt;Classmates, thanks for the support you guys gave.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and Sorry once again.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i shall stop here. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-7219586206424259599?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/7219586206424259599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=7219586206424259599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7219586206424259599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/7219586206424259599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-helpless-situation-what-are-you.html' title='In a helpless situation, what are you gonna do ?'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-4166131547374646835</id><published>2010-07-25T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:13:08.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there is no more turning back, is there?</title><content type='html'>Time always pass so quickly on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;And i hate it because there's school the next day.&lt;br /&gt;As always.&lt;br /&gt;School was horrible ttm this week.&lt;br /&gt;*i dont have to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;Homeworks piling up like a mountain.&lt;br /&gt;i will definitely be happier if all my homeworks&lt;br /&gt;becomes money :D&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, its monday tmr. Monday, Monday, Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people that i feel so uncomfortable with,&lt;br /&gt;is definitely horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I want my weekends to pass slower.&lt;br /&gt;Three months more.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Endureeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im getting lazy to go on.&lt;br /&gt;1. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREA KOH!&lt;br /&gt;2. CONGRATS DAMAI WINDZ FOR THE SILVER AWARD!&lt;br /&gt;3. THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO SHOWED YOUR CONCERN&lt;br /&gt;THROUGHOUT THIS WEEK. LOVE YOU PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-i still dont see why you have to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-4166131547374646835?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/4166131547374646835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=4166131547374646835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4166131547374646835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/4166131547374646835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/07/there-is-no-more-turning-back-is-there.html' title='there is no more turning back, is there?'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5636723997677179182</id><published>2010-07-18T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T21:07:15.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect picture.</title><content type='html'>I wished time pass slower during weekends.&lt;br /&gt;A few more hours to the end of my sunday.&lt;br /&gt;And back to school, Facing all the *fill in the blanks yourself*,&lt;br /&gt;rushing homeworks every night.&lt;br /&gt;But. Someone make me look forward to Sundays&lt;br /&gt;during school days. How great.&lt;br /&gt;And the cycle just keep repeating.&lt;br /&gt;And the same kind soul helped me count the number of days&lt;br /&gt;to olvl. 98 from tmr. Screams.&lt;br /&gt;Stop daydreaming. Someone should come and motivate me.&lt;br /&gt;And im glad to say, i finally studied tdy.&lt;br /&gt;*Claps. Okay. Getting bored.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And lastly. Happy birthday Cousin! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Boom! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5636723997677179182?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5636723997677179182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5636723997677179182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5636723997677179182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5636723997677179182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/07/perfect-picture.html' title='Perfect picture.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-9067193126796040845</id><published>2010-07-11T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:49:01.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little thoughts</title><content type='html'>I've decided to write down the random thoughts running&lt;br /&gt;in my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;" Who are the ones who really ask&lt;br /&gt;what happened when they dont see you smiling? "&lt;br /&gt;" Who really cared and give advices to help you, when you tell them&lt;br /&gt;what's bothering you? "&lt;br /&gt;" Who really show you that you mean something in their lives&lt;br /&gt;and that they will never wanna lose you? "&lt;br /&gt;I know its kinda random or something. But yes, im thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;right now. At times, i really dont know who i can rely on&lt;br /&gt;when im bothered about something and need a listening ear badly.&lt;br /&gt;Many times, i picked up my phone, searched through the contacts&lt;br /&gt;and decided not to text/call anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I guess im having too much doubts nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay. Thanks bestfriend and God, i'll be okay soon (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-9067193126796040845?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/9067193126796040845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=9067193126796040845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/9067193126796040845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/9067193126796040845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-thoughts.html' title='Little thoughts'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1557357944001030236</id><published>2010-07-10T13:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:42:24.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last fight for survival. I'll have to make it.</title><content type='html'>Hihi people^^&lt;br /&gt;I've Survived Second Week Of Term 3.&lt;br /&gt;Schooling is tiring ttm.&lt;br /&gt;And im so looking forward to Fridays every week,&lt;br /&gt;since fridays = early dismissal. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay. For this week, there isnt anything&lt;br /&gt;interesting to elaborate on. So shall skip. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was friday! And i went out with Sibing. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;After such a long time. We finally get to go out tgt.&lt;br /&gt;Went to walk around tm, since we werent hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Popular, with an intention of getting a new eraser and pen,&lt;br /&gt;since pens always love dying on me and erasers keep breaking. -.-&lt;br /&gt;We did something really funny at Popular. Aint gonna mention it&lt;br /&gt;here though. (:&lt;br /&gt;Started to talk about really random topics,&lt;br /&gt;ranting about our homework load and all.&lt;br /&gt;And it was srsly funny when we keep saying the same&lt;br /&gt;thing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;After walking for like about 2hrs from tm to century to and fro,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to head for ljs for our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long since i last had ljs. Memories. (:&lt;br /&gt;After we are done at ljs, continued walking around tm,&lt;br /&gt;and headed to T1.&lt;br /&gt;Something happened at T1, and i got a shock for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;It was so lame. But nevermind. It didnt happen to us,&lt;br /&gt;was some other stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we actually laughed about someone&lt;br /&gt;till we couldnt stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;And got new rubber bands tgt. Dont know why, i just keep&lt;br /&gt;losing rubber bands. Just so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Continued walking around T1.&lt;br /&gt;And went home around 4plus.&lt;br /&gt;Did chem ws and vectors at night, knocked out.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Dad's off tdy. So i'm going out with my family tdy.&lt;br /&gt;After so long.&lt;br /&gt;If there's anything interesting tdy, i shall be back to post it.&lt;br /&gt;If not, probably another day.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely will have to finish up on vectors and start on&lt;br /&gt;Amath tys tdy.&lt;br /&gt;I shall just hope i will be disciplined enough to do so,&lt;br /&gt;for im someone who gets distracted easily.&lt;br /&gt;And i must remember this aint good.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That shall be all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Because im happy with posting so long tdy.&lt;br /&gt;Wait. On a random note,&lt;br /&gt;1. Clique. When are we meeting again ?&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you all now. Awwww. Better be touched (((((:&lt;br /&gt;2. C. Text and meet up soon.&lt;br /&gt;I've got things to tell you. Something that you will be shock about.&lt;br /&gt;3. Lastly, YPSS. Out tgt soon! Miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Stopping here. Bye. (:&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from a day out with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Intially wanted to go to Osaka Town for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;So, we travelled all the way to City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached CH, we then found out that&lt;br /&gt;Osaka Town's gone. Under renovation.&lt;br /&gt;Bigbig sigh. Went to DTF instead.&lt;br /&gt;Great meal. Told my great stories to entertain&lt;br /&gt;my family. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;Went to shop for groceries after we're done.&lt;br /&gt;Frozen yogurt with S &amp;amp; D. :D&lt;br /&gt;Head over to Marks &amp;amp; Spencer.&lt;br /&gt;Bought tons of cookies home. Yay. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;After that, managed to see part of NDP rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;and home.&lt;br /&gt;Currently gonna post this and finish the last qn on&lt;br /&gt;Vectors homework, and get started on Amath Tys.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i better get going. Bye again. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1557357944001030236?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1557357944001030236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1557357944001030236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1557357944001030236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1557357944001030236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-fight-for-survival-ill-have-to.html' title='Last fight for survival. I&apos;ll have to make it.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-1035920154095254071</id><published>2010-07-04T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T21:49:36.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch your wave with Magic. :D</title><content type='html'>Heyyyyyy People!&lt;br /&gt;All you have to know is,&lt;br /&gt;tdy's great.&lt;br /&gt;Because i finished all my hws.&lt;br /&gt;With the help of bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;And im finally clear about Vectors,&lt;br /&gt;which was driving me nuts. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So, happy ttm. :D&lt;br /&gt;And psps for the long wait.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry uh! Thank you very much!&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Im currently missing Clique peeps.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay, because im meeting them tmr.&lt;br /&gt;So yay! Okay. i guess thats all.&lt;br /&gt;Because readers dont have to know too much.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Joking. just getting lazy here.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. And bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-time pass real quickly when we are having fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-1035920154095254071?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1035920154095254071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=1035920154095254071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1035920154095254071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/1035920154095254071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/07/catch-your-wave-with-magic-d.html' title='Catch your wave with Magic. :D'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-5780116289734937342</id><published>2010-07-03T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T21:37:52.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is it. never gonna let it go.</title><content type='html'>im starting to worry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to live life the way&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to.&lt;br /&gt;but, of course there's a reason why&lt;br /&gt;im reacting this way, behaving this way.&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking about this for a very long&lt;br /&gt;long time.&lt;br /&gt;and i have not decided how i wanna handle this.&lt;br /&gt;i've lost all my faith and belief in you.&lt;br /&gt;you made me see how you are actually, inside.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered someone mentioned that&lt;br /&gt;humans often neglect those who really care about us.&lt;br /&gt;so im wondering who are the ones who really&lt;br /&gt;care about me.&lt;br /&gt;of course deep inside, i know who i really care about&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. sadly, it doesnt happen both ways,&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. i'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;but now, what ?&lt;br /&gt;Self note: Clear last part of hws.&lt;br /&gt;Mug hard.&lt;br /&gt;Study date with lovable ppl soon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610178819528803883-5780116289734937342?l=one-million-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/5780116289734937342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610178819528803883&amp;postID=5780116289734937342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5780116289734937342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610178819528803883/posts/default/5780116289734937342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one-million-kisses.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-it-never-gonna-let-it-go.html' title='this is it. never gonna let it go.'/><author><name>sandra lee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-AsPWnUsT8/S12ITH-r3sI/AAAAAAAAADY/-ZsC9uMqm0s/S220/DSC04839.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610178819528803883.post-2685879736941956087</id><published>2010-07-02T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T18:51:35.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week of school.</title><content type='html'>Today is Friday! :D&lt;br /&gt;5days of schooling is indeed tiring&lt;br /&gt;me out.&lt;br /&gt;Its only the first week of school&lt;br /&gt;yet homework load has already been&lt;br /&gt;increased like i-dont-know-how-many-times.&lt;br /&gt;And still, im lazy to elaborate about school.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe there isnt anything to elaborate about. -.-&lt;br /&gt;In short, im getting more retarded and high&lt;br /&gt;as each day pass by. And i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;The most retarded part tdy was,&lt;br /&gt;when we were dismissed for recess,&lt;br /&gt;i actually said: WOW! I FEEL GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;Retarded much. -Skip-&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I need more entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;I need to study.&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn dance with Suansuan.&lt;br /&gt;I need to laugh at your face. Joke.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, yes. I just remembered.&lt;br /&gt;Ppl are getting really two-faced and fake.&lt;br /&gt;Why try to act when everything is so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;I just dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is the way you live life.&lt;br /&gt;But im telling you, i've seen enough.&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to do it and stop fooling yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Y.O.U A.R.E O.U.T.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks clique. Great recess-es tgt,&lt;br /&gt;after school meet ups &amp;amp;movie. :D&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;-C, meet you next week :D&lt;br /&gt;-I guess i shouldnt do it anymore, so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;kinda too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, done. 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