<?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-36733347</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:09:00.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>way back into BEH(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>250</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-224077150323725840</id><published>2008-04-04T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:28:28.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have moooooooved :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo, goodbye fuschiarhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though you're misspelt, this blog has brought me sooooooo many amazing memories, from first day of sec1, to batammmmm, transformers and more(: *whispers* i will miss you quite terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hellooooo &lt;a href="http://playingonrepeat.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;playingonrepeat.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (: TODAY WAS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SPORTS FEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. ONE OF THE BEST SCH EXPERIENCES EVERRRRR. and it shall be going on the new blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WADDLE CHEERLEADERSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha fuschiarhythm will still be here forever, haha wouldnt delete it for the world! see you soooon(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-224077150323725840?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/224077150323725840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=224077150323725840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/224077150323725840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/224077150323725840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-moooooooved-o-boohoo-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2237108654270674963</id><published>2008-03-23T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:30:26.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HEHEHAHAHA I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CANTATAAAAAAAA!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha like seriouslyyyy! okay during the process i got sooo xian of it and having to go down for prac even though i had like 4 lines. ahh now i feel bad cos like i didnt think of ruoting and hannah and trinity, having to go down for like every prac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW reached sch for roll call and then like had to miss cheer review. BUT apprently mrs j talked to miss wong so like i left cantata for 2hrs for review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt sooooo bad for falling so many times and like hurting wenying's back and all that! but mr ben was really nice about it [:O] and basically review was quite good(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwww back to cantata(: basically spent time in cast rehearsal, and like they kept saying i was too soft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i really tried lah, but no idea why i couldnt go as loud as the rest. but after finally figuring out what i had to do throughout the whole scene [stand there and look COOL :D], i felt quite relieved haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINIFAIR was awesommmmmmmme! as in the comm HEH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they made like 43728497203481 sandwiches plsss! and rachel did the PRETTY signboards :D and like, YEAH WE FINISHED THE PHOTOBOOTH FINALLY(: hotglue works WONDERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;matinee show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha it was reeeeally funny going around in my maid/waitress outfit and having ppl commenting! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seeing the cast get their makeup, while sulyn tried to curl my lashes :S haha in the end she just mascara-ed me and then chloe&amp;amp;squishy did subtle makeup, cos i'm supposed to fade into the background ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matinee was reeeally good! the cast rocked it lah(: but the audience was abit.. quiet. haha. they didnt laugh VERY much, but good enough(: at my scene i just kept staring at this ahpeh and ahma, who werent very intimidating. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curtain call was fun, except that ruby whacked me when she turned! haha soo paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thenn &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;MINIFAIR :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ohmy the comm was seriously amazingggg! felt bad cos i didnt help that much! but like, i lived out my job as a maid and helped shiren serve chickenpies(: HAHA it was quite fun!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they kept saying i looked like a waitress when i took the tickets to circle it! and yeah me and shiren had laughing fits, as usual. haha i was laughing so hard when i gave this guy his chicken pie, i think he was quite freaked out. esp since he was a parent :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw cooooool ppl like yirong ness jieru jaime cj sherry and more! haha got more comments abt my outfit :O and then maxine and grace came! like FINALLY. haha maxine screamed when she saw me. like really, screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then both of them refused to get their SUPERCUTE TICKET circled, so i had to write it on the back for them. hahahaha. and then we went to take pics at the photobooth! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rushed back to have makeup touched up! [but only like sooo little!:O] and then after lots of hugging and jiayous, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;NIGHT SHOW STARTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performance wasnt as great, but audience made up for it by like a mile! they were laughing at every scene (i can imagine how many detached laughters came from maxine, getting a pun like 5min slower than everyone else!) and i think it was cos there were more of all our friends(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show was reeeeally GOOD(: seriously, the response was soo encouraging lah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like curtain call, &lt;strong&gt;JAN FORGOT TO CALL OUT THE FARMER AND MAID!&lt;/strong&gt; she was like, "lastly, our directors!" and we were backstage like, HUH?! so abi just insisted we rushed out anw! and like my shoe flew out in the process :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but YEAH IT WAS SOOO FUN(: like camwhoring after that! and seeing everyone! and screaming like mad! and just being plain highhhhh :D maxine and grace said they enjoyed it muchly, which was YAY, GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah basically after camwhoring and cleaning up , maxine and grace waited for me(: awww. and grace entertained herself by telling maxine the toilet was haunted and hiding her wallet(: HAHAHA ohmy it was sooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and both of them went crazy over the souvinirs! they like went round the ks chee picking up left behind souvinirs. and each of them had 10+ and were showing off to me :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was like kinda sad that it was all over! relieved, but sad. and like now i'm gonna miss cantata prep! AHHH. all the painting [both the sets and each other] and the comm and the cast and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NO FRIED FOOD SAVE YOUR VOICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. all that lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like even though i fell asleep the minute i came home ystd, i still suffered and am suffering from&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;post cantata syndrome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO GOD BE THE GLORY(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i was praying sooo hard cos i was so afraid of what the response would be. but yesss God really listens to our prayers(: and i'm sure He was there watching our performance(: hopefully, the whole audience got a sense of what easter is all about(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all credit really goes to God(: thank You Lord, sooooo much that words cant describe it. and it's not just because of my limited vocab okayy haha(: and thank You God for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;45th GB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha as shiren says, we're really like one HUGE familyyyy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;AMAZING JOB FOR CANTATA 45TH, THANK YOU GOD, AND HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2237108654270674963?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2237108654270674963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2237108654270674963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2237108654270674963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2237108654270674963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/03/hehehahaha-i-love-cantataaaaaaaa-d-haha.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-5202543326206079242</id><published>2008-03-21T07:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T07:34:08.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoaaaa it feels like i havent blogged for sooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like it's 711 in the morning now so i really shld go back to sleep. i like fell asleep at 830 last night and woke up at 6 this morning. whoaa my sleeping habits are seriously abit warped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i'll spend max 10min on this post and then go(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ljs are halfway through, though most have just been quite pointless but ahwell, it's better than lessons. plus the free blocks on monday and tuesday totally ROCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ystd was charmaine's birthday! and we gave her our card and carebear(: hahha her barbie cake was soooo funny and the RL thing!BEST hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cantata coming along SOOO great! like the cast is all sooooo cute lah! fine, i'm still a lousy maid and i cant make the whole practice today (i feel chao bad plsss) but the rest of them are like so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH AND MINIFAIR :D rachel is soooo amazing lah! SHE GOT OUR PHOTOBOOTH CARDBOARD THING STANDING! ahhhh so productive! and so basically we're done with minifair :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerleading later, ah shit i'm soooo scared for the pyramid and for their backs. can die plssssss. just praypraypray i wont fall and our pyramid will stand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS THING LATER AT SHIREN'S HOUSE. ))))): the proposals (which i was quite useless in helping at!GGG) both didnt get in. one, cos we missed the deadline and the other cos it was for sec3s. AHHHHHHH. hope later we'll be super fruitful!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, quite stressed out for today, super lot of stuff going on. but ultimately and most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;GOOD FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you Jesus, deep down in my heart(: wowwww Jesus has just been soo amazing in my life, just as He was 2000 years upon the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Thank you for the cross, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the price You paid&lt;br /&gt;Bearing all my sin and shame&lt;br /&gt;In love You came&lt;br /&gt;And gave &lt;strong&gt;amazing grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for this love, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the &lt;strong&gt;nail pierced hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed me in Your cleansing flow&lt;br /&gt;Now all I knowYour forgiveness and embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;Seated on the throne&lt;br /&gt;Crown You now with many crowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You reign victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High and lifted up&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Son of God&lt;br /&gt;The Darling of Heaven crucified&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never really liked this song, but looking at the lyrics it's like WOW. so clear lah. really and truly, i hope ppl have a meaningful good friday, instead of just another holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the Cross, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh i spent 20min on the post. and the sky is bright alr. Happy Good Friday everyone(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-5202543326206079242?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/5202543326206079242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=5202543326206079242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5202543326206079242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5202543326206079242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/03/whoaaaa-i-like-havent-blogged-for-sooo.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6485910558067938316</id><published>2008-03-13T21:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T01:19:33.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;MARCH CAMP :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee actually i'm still quite high from camp, despite not having done anything since i've reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha camp was really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha actually during camp it felt abit xian at come parts, cos like my grp was quite quiet! but when i think back actually it was quite fun :D seriously sad that it was only 2 days lah. haha unlike most ppl i actually enjoy gb camp :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo brb american idol's ON!:D (why am i blogging as if i'm on msn? strange :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwwww urban hike was abit xian, qts were all suuuuper short cos my team was quiet! so we just ended up playing games with the other noisy grps(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but devotions were quite good, and worship was seriously awesome lah(: it was like the first time i almost cried during gb worship! seriously so cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;BATCH TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the night! haha i expected to just stone with shiren rachel and yihhui or smth but it was actually reeeeeally fun! haha(: i just read rachel's blog and like i totally agree lah! there were so many "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;COLLAPSED IN LAUGHTER FITS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" moments(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[you know you know i'm like trying to recall the gazillion retard moments but my sister is practicing for her church musical audition and i cant think. at all. ERJIE GO SING IN THE SHOWER PLSSSSS!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw! we like intro-ed ourselves to KAYYUEN [who is suuuper cute btw(:] and then me and shiren realised that when the squads cheered for their squadmates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;levites had the loudest most enthu screams. and AGAPE had the most bimbo&lt;br /&gt;screams.&lt;/blockquote&gt;hahahaa(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and after everyone intro-ed themselves plus their squads, rachel yihhui and i decided to ask deborah to stand too and we were EXTRAAA(: haha like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;WAIT WAIT! before you continuuuue!the 4 of us are from....... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;SHIRIMMMMMM!&lt;/span&gt; *cheers for ourselves* eh cheer leh! YEAH we're really COOL so you all can join us!:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anw we played BANG! with rachel and her eternal legs HAHA sooooo funny(: then double whacko with the sec1s! which turned out quite fun actually(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wahhhh i paiseh-ed myself like mad plsss! in front of the sec1s somemore! like i called jodie's name when jodie was the whacker. then everyone laughed at me. paisehpaiseh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT CANT BEAT RACHEL LAH. hahaha she like "protected" shiren and ended up screaming like MAD [even louder than shiren] and falling over. HAHA BEST PLSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah after like an eternity of double whacko [where miss wong joined us haha], we had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;night surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OOH actually this is quite scary, blogging by myself cos i chased erjie out. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwwww there were like perfect and imperfect dolls! and then the insane imperfect dolls would come haunt you and freak you plus sec1s out, while we try to find the perfect dolls(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha &lt;strong&gt;SHIHUI WAS VERY FREAKY. SO WAS YUNXI&lt;/strong&gt;. and for some reason, they like stalked all the grps! ahhhh scary. but actually i felt brave [very rare] compared to like sec1s. and random high ppl screaming abt at first(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shihui like TOWERED over all of us kayyyy! plus she was in a scary black dress being scarily high hahaha. AND she was running after the perfect dolls! and we ATTEMPTED to outrun her. impossible task siaaaaaaa. and then she like psycho-smiled at everyone :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ahhh the perfect dolls were all cute to the maxxxxxxxxx! but AGAIN i laokui-ed myself i ended up babytalking the perfect dolls, which are SENIORS. like yining and peiling :O:O:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh laokui like maddddd. then i was telling shiren and rachel and yihhui that i felt soooo weird when i saw them after that! and like melinda told peiling :O:O:O MORE laokui plsss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anwwww the seniors were REALLY good(: haha some were reeeally quite freaky, some were reeeally cute. ohmy batch08 seriously ROCKED(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[haha me and joongyan totally burst out laughing when we saw elissa WHINING, like "THIS ISN'T MY DOLL! I. WANT. MY. DOLL!" in a dress. BESTTTTT.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha took me a lonnnng time to sleep but HAHA yihhui I DIDNT GET NIGHTMARES WORH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squadtime in the morning! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE AGAPE!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we played polar bear [shiren the act guai polar bear!] and dared shihui to carry elissa into the canteen bridal style :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha wished we had more time though! ahhhh hope we get more squadtime after cantata with the sec4s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cantata prep was FUN(: and productive too! me and shiren were totally SPASTIC. like moisturising each other with paint. charmaine too! and then like we SOAKED each other in the toilet AND in the rain [thankssss!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;shiren: you know what i suddenly thought of when we were spraying water in the toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiren: YINGLISHI :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: HAHAHA. WHY?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiren: i dont know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: cos it's you right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiren: ._. SALI SALI GO AND GET MEIXUE MUM'S MEDICINE NOW. N-A-O NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *rolls around in laughter fits*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elissa and charmaine like cow-spotted the pig!:O but we couldnt say anything cos they're seniors hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL like rocksssss lah! she painted and drew sooooooo nicely(: so cool wor! and melinda too! YAY minifair was productive today(: ahhh so happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this post took me reallyreally long. haha. sorry if it was really loso HEH(: actually main point is just..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;MARCH CAMP WAS SUPER FUN AND WE ALL LOVE YOU BATCH08 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6485910558067938316?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6485910558067938316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6485910558067938316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6485910558067938316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6485910558067938316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-camp-ddddd-heehee-actually-im.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-3722672166535094664</id><published>2008-03-12T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:21:46.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello friendsssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm really sleepy now but i decided to post cos i dont wanna leave my blog on such a depressing note before march camp, which is like tmr!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh i feel LOADS better alrrr, thanks alot really(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past weekend was GREAT (whoa i almost typed GRAMOROUS!:D) like seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greeters on sat, with like a gazillion bb boys and notebooks, and then bandage! with hilary grace and maxine at MGS(: hahahaha. the PRISON:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh was a good show, with camwhoring :D and us talking bad abt the mg band and getting shot dirty looks from the mum in front:O WHOOPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnnn went to maxine house for a 4ofus sleepover, first one i think!:D i was kinda emoooooo but in the night we camwhored even more! which was mooooore fun, despite my gazillion failed jumpshots (which i wont post but i'll prob post everything else sometimes soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah after camwhoring for like 2hrs, we decided to talk in the darkness, tyvm to sor's advice(: HAHA. yeah it was like quite emotional lah but SERIOUSLY grace hilary maxine you guys rock sooooo much. love you like crazy lah! for putting up with my pmsing and paranoia and whatnot(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after all the tears and getting stuff out of my system (to my very own oprah, tyra and dr phil :D go and decide who's who amongst yourselves(:) we talked like SUPER lot of rubbish and personal stuff. haha i think i've never laughed so much in one night before(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;you're hot, you make me laugh, LET'S GET MARRIED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, ended up sleeping at 5. tyvm i think that's all i'll post abt(: yeah there were alotalotalot of other funny quotes, like maxine's nightmare abt getting molested by AHEMx4 and hilary standing in the sidelines going, KEKE, KEKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehheh march camp tmr and thurs! seriously hope it'll be funnnnn like last yr's! esp since joongyan and shihui are in my grp!:D and psssst it's grp 4, just like group $4 in transformers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay byebye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-3722672166535094664?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/3722672166535094664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=3722672166535094664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3722672166535094664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3722672166535094664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-friendsssss.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-1653947571501485016</id><published>2008-03-06T20:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:55:26.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahhhh i cant stand pms. i think i offend lots when i'm moodswingy. sorryyyyy. (maxine and grace :S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like brought my pipe home. which shld actually be a good thing, cos i can prac more. but shitttttttttttt i cant play a song or whetever lah wlllll i'm so pissed. obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the more i prac, the more pissed i get cos i just cant do it. and st patrick's is like next sunday. ohman suddenly all the vulgarities feel like coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like today in sch was quite a depressing day. stupid moodswings and emotions. only good part was talking to joelle hannah and yihhui lotssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's kinda sad that miss julia ong's not teaching us anymore. haha she like camwhored with us today. and we got our math papers back from mr lim, whom i happen to think is very amusing haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anw i hate moodswings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant stand how i'm getting more and more vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant stand how i havent done qt for abt 2 weeks alr.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant stand how i only come to God when i need help.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate how i'm such a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like becoming one of those ppl whom i told myself i would nv be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like even when the outside seems okay, like jealousy and hatred and dislike is just like filling me lah. suckssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i need now, is discipline.&lt;br /&gt;what i really need now, is GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[and i also desperately need to be able to play my pipe.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-1653947571501485016?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/1653947571501485016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=1653947571501485016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1653947571501485016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1653947571501485016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/03/wahhhh-i-cant-stand-pms.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-3510511509697609743</id><published>2008-03-04T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T19:38:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmy i totally fell asleep in chinese and french today :O like seriously, SLEPT. thank God i don't snore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the only reason why i'm blogging now is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know why you know why you know why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA I MANAGED TO SUSTAIN NOTES ON MY AMAZING PIPE!:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, i can only kinda play the scale but HA improvement(: yayyy was quite fun in the gb room with just waiian and joongyan! haha we both started piping and waiian started calling me..turkey :O haha cos thats what mr wallace calls joongyan deborah and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh hopefully tmr piping will be even better!:O hohum papa says i need to do breathing exercises to improve lung power or smth. my lungs are eternally compressed in my brace haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, BACK CHECK ON FRIDAY. i'm scared to the maaaaaaaaaaaaaaax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i'm super scared for tmr's geog and physics prac too. this calls for mugging. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee when i think of my pipe i'm so happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to want to retie my hair(:&lt;br /&gt;haha cool stuff :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-3510511509697609743?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/3510511509697609743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=3510511509697609743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3510511509697609743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3510511509697609743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/03/ohmy-i-totally-fell-asleep-in-chinese.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-7049240707667147515</id><published>2008-03-02T15:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T17:16:27.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow it's been an eternity since i last posted!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fully recovered alrrrrr, thanksssss!:D but! my comp crashed. and i'm using my erjie's mac now. ahh i havent been on msn for so long it's quite scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! had founder's day ystd, which was...ARETE! haha it's a greek war cry but sherry realised it means STOP in french! hahahaha. yeah anwww, had cheer prac after that [even though sch was closed cos of JI MAN :O:O:O]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah we had to take bus to toapayoh stadium even though it was wet and gross. and nadia slipped and hurt her tailbone-backside part. poooooooor thing! and shit i hate stepping on ppl with shoes i think i practically like broke their legs and JAIME MY SELF ESTEEM PROBLEM IS CREEPING INTO MY LIFE :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman i sound insane and irritating.switch mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had macs and took train to vivo to meet maxine! i was tired to the maxxxxx and practically fell asleep on the bench while waiting for her. reached church like LATE FOR GREETERS and i was so freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it turned out okay since so little ppl turned up for the refreshment thing at first. haha basically spent the time hearing ryan call me fat [thankssssssss], and running down to the busstop to wait for grace and see interesting ppl turn up for church [HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA 7UP AND RIBENA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then ended up doing greeters with wanxin, who was actually quite funny hahahaha. stupid tianyi kept making fun of me. whateverrrr biboy! YEAH then me and wanxin got to meet tony anthony when he reached! and shake his hand. exciting stuff(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was soooooo sleepy during worship but message was like WOW SO FUNNY AND INTERESTING AND COOL. the powerpoint was soooo funny lah! and tony anthony making us raise our hands if we'd ever lied and then took and picture and went, "great!now i have a picture of all the liars in singapore!:D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA he is sooooooooooo cool lah! ohmy the kungfu stuff :O but yeah anw, it was really  great cos 14 ppl got saved/rededicated!:D:D:D:D:D:D sigh, i reallyreally wished rachel had come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i would do to just see ONE of my friends get saved. ahhhhhh i really wanna tell them about God, but it's like i get so distracted in sch. and they never end up coming to church. God, help me. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, went out for dinner with grace and maxine! hilary had to miss service to get her tablet )))))))))): but yeah anw the busride was funny to the maaaaaaaaax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace and maxine are like obsessed with mas selamat! and they were like SPOT THE DIFFERENCE ON THE POSTER. yay maxine you get a star hahahah. they were like sooooo noisy abt the ji man lah! and making racist comments when there were malays ALL AROUND. GGG i was sooooo embarassed, while trying to laugh and keep balance at the same time HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at white dog cafe, despite grace's attempt to eat at HONGKONG KIM GARY *insert hongkee [XINHUI] accent* WAH white dog is suuuuuuper nice but oh oh heartpain. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had cowboy pizza, a tribute to ericsor and his BIG PRETTY COWGIRL game in batam :D and took lots and lots of pictures! and had fun remembering the days, back in jiaxiang where we would watch the stars from the padi fields :D:D:D:D:D my cheena accent rockssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8poOkcOIXI/AAAAAAAAA_k/O4fRUM7Rib0/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8poOkcOIXI/AAAAAAAAA_k/O4fRUM7Rib0/s400/DSC00286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173061721497936242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha act cuuuute behind the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8poO0cOIYI/AAAAAAAAA_s/giQVYxEdcAM/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8poO0cOIYI/AAAAAAAAA_s/giQVYxEdcAM/s400/DSC00288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173061725792903554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;retarded! but look at the cool drink :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8poP0cOIZI/AAAAAAAAA_0/s5UmfFgz2CI/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8poP0cOIZI/AAAAAAAAA_0/s5UmfFgz2CI/s400/DSC00290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173061742972772754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;grace pretending to be mas selamat!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8poQ0cOIaI/AAAAAAAAA_8/uBHsJvm43PI/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8poQ0cOIaI/AAAAAAAAA_8/uBHsJvm43PI/s400/DSC00292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173061760152641954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blending in with the background HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pqUkcOIbI/AAAAAAAABAE/xaPj95fNUgg/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pqUkcOIbI/AAAAAAAABAE/xaPj95fNUgg/s400/DSC00299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173064023600406962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pr0kcOIgI/AAAAAAAABAs/Ryxezms2p2M/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pr0kcOIgI/AAAAAAAABAs/Ryxezms2p2M/s400/DSC00298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173065672867848706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. from the left: normal abit act cute, CHEENA, twitzx!&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd cheena face totally rocks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha after the suuuuuper nice but heartpain dinner, we went to the playground!wanted to just stone but ended up being suuuper camwhores and took a gazillion pictures of ourselves on the hill thing in the midst of crazy children running around. enjoy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pr00cOIhI/AAAAAAAABA0/ajinAfT7C7o/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pr00cOIhI/AAAAAAAABA0/ajinAfT7C7o/s400/DSC00303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173065677162816018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pqVEcOIcI/AAAAAAAABAM/8P01VMJBFQs/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pqVEcOIcI/AAAAAAAABAM/8P01VMJBFQs/s400/DSC00301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173064032190341570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gangstazzz emokids(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pqVUcOIdI/AAAAAAAABAU/2gs4ni7A2aY/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pqVUcOIdI/AAAAAAAABAU/2gs4ni7A2aY/s400/DSC00304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173064036485308882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ohmygoshhhh this picture soooooooo scary maxine looks like a GHOST. if you're looking at this in the night...i almost died of fright last night hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pqVkcOIeI/AAAAAAAABAc/AGTU9CLSy6Q/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pqVkcOIeI/AAAAAAAABAc/AGTU9CLSy6Q/s400/DSC00312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173064040780276194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cool lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pqV0cOIfI/AAAAAAAABAk/xIHEea8Ch2Y/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pqV0cOIfI/AAAAAAAABAk/xIHEea8Ch2Y/s400/DSC00314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173064045075243506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pr1EcOIiI/AAAAAAAABA8/fu_ZBQ3lmE4/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pr1EcOIiI/AAAAAAAABA8/fu_ZBQ3lmE4/s400/DSC00317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173065681457783330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YI ER SAN YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pr1kcOIkI/AAAAAAAABBI/4v6SKMkNPbk/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pr1kcOIkI/AAAAAAAABBI/4v6SKMkNPbk/s400/DSC00319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173065690047717954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whoops sorry for smiling haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pr10cOImI/AAAAAAAABBU/w-L2Vtq3yD8/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8pr10cOImI/AAAAAAAABBU/w-L2Vtq3yD8/s400/DSC00323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173065694342685282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8ptgkcOIoI/AAAAAAAABBg/-Ft8_bH8O1E/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8ptgkcOIoI/AAAAAAAABBg/-Ft8_bH8O1E/s400/DSC00324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173067528293720706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno trapped behind bars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh ohhhhhh there was some prob blutooth-ing the pics ystd so the rest cant be published! once my comp comes back and msn comes back i'll edit and add the rest :D grace must upload ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and! HILARYYYYYYYY you were MISSED! felt like i didnt really talk to you this week leh! not properly!haha cant wait to actually spend time with you next weeeeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay math awaits me now. bye friends, i love you because my underwear is yellow :D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-7049240707667147515?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/7049240707667147515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=7049240707667147515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7049240707667147515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7049240707667147515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow-its-been-eternity-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R8poOkcOIXI/AAAAAAAAA_k/O4fRUM7Rib0/s72-c/DSC00286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2917768362090237198</id><published>2008-02-24T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:22:53.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apparently mum says my tonsils are swollen cos of the fever :O:O:O which is causing my sore throat :O:O:O which makes it super painful to swallow anything, including my own saliva :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently last night my fever was like 40degrees. and poor mum had to stay up putting ice packs on meee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i didnt get to go to youth. and, i missed enrollment. hope i still get my badge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah it's so rubbish that i spend my weekend sick, and still have to chiong my hw now cos i dont have a fever anymore and there's sch tmrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh. stupid french elearning and madame teo with her flower prints :SSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid tonsils. stupid blocked nose. and stupid not-being-able-to-sleep-even-though-i'm-sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)))))))))))))))))))))))))): i'm super sad cos weekend is over and i didnt even go to church ONCE. and i havent had my weekly dose of grace maxine hilary!GGG TO THE MAXXX. [that's like the saddest part of being sick]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand, there's exams next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye weekend, see you very soon monday):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2917768362090237198?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2917768362090237198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2917768362090237198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2917768362090237198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2917768362090237198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/02/apparently-mum-says-my-tonsils-are.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-1217419905072661790</id><published>2008-02-22T20:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T21:49:17.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hi blogger, *whispers* i've missed you terribly..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling sickkkkkkkkk. ahhhh cant stand it lah! i cant even enjoy watching tv, i cant even do anything productive like hw! [shut up nicholas i'm not a mugger!] and the worse thing is..i cant fall asleep! cos i cant breeeeeeathe. i think i'll like suffocate myself in my sleep :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwww sch's been..okay i guess(: still kinda boring lah, cept for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shirimmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:D and my EXTREMELY COOL &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;PIPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math exam on wed, which i panicked like crazy abt. but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;GOD IS GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! spent like super long praying cos i was sooo scared, and then the paper turned out to be really easy! even though i wont get like full marks, i dont think i'll fail!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to support the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;YOG BID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing ystd! mannnnnn it was high to the max! and so was i! haha sat with yihhui and grace and amelia(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah sometimes i wish i were in a mixed sch! rgs was like so XIANNNN. nobody jumped or cheered or danced or anything! the only thing to entertain me with were the ite guys in front of us(: hahah super funnyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, yup cheerleading has been fun to the maxxxxxxxxx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl from rg who read this, esp seniors like elissa shihui and waiian! if i do anything..odd at sports fest cannot make fun of me okayyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeahhhh cheer prac was super fun today! wenying was sooooo nice and even bought us macs fries! and ohmy i'm soaringgggggggg, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FLYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:O:O:O:O scary like maddddd! but at the same time, you feel super lot of achievement after that! plus it's really fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha it's really interesting to spas with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;waddle cheerleaders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! they're funnyyyyyy(: but ahhh i'm really scared for review tmr! pray i wont fall!:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmannnn enrollment prac tmr, and actual &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;enrollment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on sunday! means i have to skip church! and prayer meeting tmr! thankfully, still can make it for youth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my blocked nose and headache is really annoying me now. haha before i end, i leave you with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;jaime's annoyingly funny quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;miss leow: dont just tell your friend that her essay is nice, discuss it&lt;br /&gt;with her! start an argument!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaime: *holding my essay* yours sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;me:[during english] jaimeee, when you have a bracket at the end of a sentence, do you put the full stop before or after--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaime: YOU EXPAND IT!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ?!?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;/blockquote&gt;she's so annoying that sometimes i cant stand it! BUT i have nooooo idea how i would survive sch without her lah! she's like another aspect of interesting-ness in rgs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OHMY WE BOTH LIKE THE CUTE 17YR OLD GUY FROM AMERICAN IDOL! [not the one that looks like a girl!:O]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry if my post sounds quite incoherent and xiann. my nose is KILLING me! byebye friends, i'm off to sleep even though it is like 9.48. i'm becoming isabelle :O:O:O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-1217419905072661790?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/1217419905072661790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=1217419905072661790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1217419905072661790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1217419905072661790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-blogger-whispers-ive-missed-you.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-9017685035717728727</id><published>2008-02-12T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:33:36.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha cny's overrrrrrrrrrr): which is really quite sad cos that means no more napping, no more binging and no more randomly going out! PLUS exams are coming! attempt to go into mugger mode siaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anwwwwww here are some pictures from wednesday's outing with hilary and grace! :D AND TY'S WONDER TOTE!:D so much xin si worrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GAjfPtGbI/AAAAAAAAA-E/wxKgu7OMDGQ/s1600-h/DSC01482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166051594741815730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GAjfPtGbI/AAAAAAAAA-E/wxKgu7OMDGQ/s320/DSC01482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; grace's CHAO UNGLAM soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GDpfPtGkI/AAAAAAAAA_M/QbaHi2_tGNA/s1600-h/DSC01496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166054996355914306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GDpfPtGkI/AAAAAAAAA_M/QbaHi2_tGNA/s320/DSC01496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hilary imitating her teacher!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GAm_PtGcI/AAAAAAAAA-M/5aAGHNcS5vE/s1600-h/DSC01487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166051654871357890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GAm_PtGcI/AAAAAAAAA-M/5aAGHNcS5vE/s320/DSC01487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166051680641161682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GAofPtGdI/AAAAAAAAA-U/m8M9J3aqOaI/s320/DSC01488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166051693526063586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GApPPtGeI/AAAAAAAAA-c/HW0yzTprVxA/s320/DSC01501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;me and hilary being boredddddddddddd! [psst psst i think grace looks chao cool!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166051732180769266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GArfPtGfI/AAAAAAAAA-k/9F1yLluULvw/s320/DSC01503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GClPPtGgI/AAAAAAAAA-s/psR1f-ePwtA/s1600-h/DSC01507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166053823829842434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GClPPtGgI/AAAAAAAAA-s/psR1f-ePwtA/s320/DSC01507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and hilary being MORE boredddd! grace didnt get her shot at fame cos the woman chased us away! DDD:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND NOW THE AMAZING PRESENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GClPPtGhI/AAAAAAAAA-0/-5uP08lNevY/s1600-h/DSC01511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166053823829842450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GClPPtGhI/AAAAAAAAA-0/-5uP08lNevY/s320/DSC01511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166053828124809762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GClfPtGiI/AAAAAAAAA-8/-AgGBVxs2PA/s320/DSC01512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166053832419777074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GClvPtGjI/AAAAAAAAA_E/hRWa8Z2CuhY/s320/DSC01513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;YESYES I KNOW IT IS THE ULTIMATE COOLEST PRESENT RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GDpvPtGlI/AAAAAAAAA_U/Oek7T6M4sk4/s1600-h/DSC01509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166055000650881618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GDpvPtGlI/AAAAAAAAA_U/Oek7T6M4sk4/s320/DSC01509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beng and &lt;s&gt;ninja&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;gymnast&lt;/s&gt; nicholas hard at work!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you know you know my french textbook has a guy called ERIC blanc(: cool wor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ystd was gb full uuuuuu! SUPER STRESS with the rushing and the stripping and the changing and the pinning! but sec1s were there. which was..okay. and i got LARB! plus we did our badgework presentation. SHIREN ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS!:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha okay i'm feeling ABIT random now(: my shower is calling out to me wor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i WILL change blogskin [and maybe blog add] SOMETIME SOON! [shitttttttt you know i said that in like..november!:O]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-9017685035717728727?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/9017685035717728727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=9017685035717728727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/9017685035717728727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/9017685035717728727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-haha-cnys-overrrrrrrrrrr-which-is.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R7GAjfPtGbI/AAAAAAAAA-E/wxKgu7OMDGQ/s72-c/DSC01482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4310171920177291046</id><published>2008-02-09T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:13:15.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOOOO(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha cny has been pretty fun! except now i'm quite sleeeeepy and feeling abit zibei cos i havent done hw! NVM i shall go into denial and blog abt today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overslept [as usuaaaaaal] and rushed to meet maxine at vivo to watch 27dresses! ate chicken chop [AGAIN] while she showed me all the presents she got for BEHxinhui![alot siaaa!:O]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went up and it was super funny cos we saw MINXIAN! who told us that joash [who was together with her :D] recognised us before she did! SHOCKING! bought snacks and then ahem subtly went into the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;27dresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is suuuuuuuuuuuuuuper sweet lah! HAHA not much substance but makes you wanna go AWWWWWWWW(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA maxine is the ultimate worse person to watch a movie with lah! when everything was super quiet and romantic she would suddenly go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ehh the sister's legs very nice!&lt;br /&gt;wah the guy so hot!&lt;br /&gt;eeyer why she like to wear ahma prints!&lt;/blockquote&gt;and i like had to cover her mouth lah! so embarassing! and unromantic plsss! [haha makes me think of hilary's HERGHHERGH during class outing :O] then we pretended to be.. a certain couple [&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;l@0p0rHxZ &amp;amp;l@0g0nGxZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!] it was gross like siowwwwwwwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS COUPLE NEXT TO US WAS SOOOOO FUNNY. the guy was like sniffing and the girl had to cuddle him! HAHAHA. and then when we were leaving, he had like this mt averest of tissues under his seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;russsssssssssssshed to church but had to skip prayer meeting to join the art and craft club! which consisted of grace beng ninja and me! to make tianyi's AMAZINGLY UNIQUE AND SPECIAl birthday present! HAHAHAHAHA it was really quite fun.. and STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beng and ninja are..not the best at art and craft! ESP NINJA. but they're very good at rubbishing and twitzxing and cleaning up!:D HAHA the result was the ultimate FUNNIESSSSST! and we bought things to put in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;TOTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;super SLIM milk [hint ty!]&lt;br /&gt;multicoloured disposable shavers [for those haaaaaaaaairy legs!]&lt;br /&gt;and a barbie toothbrush![just cos it was gay(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once grace sends me the picture i will post it!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwwwwww after chionging all this like mad, and running from cold storage to church, with maxine dropping money everywhere like cai shen niang niang [PATRICIA MOK]. HAIZ the things we do for ty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwwwww worship then a really cool message by aunty sharon abt true worship. which really did speak to me. and hearing what God had to say to me was like the ultimate cool! even though i didnt cry like mad [as i would've normally!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnnnnnnnnn we presented our present to ty! HAHA a more shocked and excited response would've have been nice! but haha WE KNOW YOU LOVE IT TANYOU! plus beng ninja and maxine got him pink bunny ears and some toy rose! all put in our effortful TOTE!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took train back with maxine [while being total and ultimate lianzx/twitzx I CANY BELIEVE HOW I'M DEGRADING MYSELF] and camwhoring!in the mrt. and taking random pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some very small family dinner with marcus and lester and then me and marcus bonded over some violent computer game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where we shot robots with railguns and shotguns andUGIs and threw grenades and barrels at the evil red guy! in the end we ended up killing ourselves :S and marcus owned me in the deathmatch! NOT FAIRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay here are the random pictures(: VERY RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63UBPPtGPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/eGFss-ejDMA/s1600-h/#beh032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017465401186546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63UBPPtGPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/eGFss-ejDMA/s320/%23beh032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i wonder who that is! *gasps* how did that get there!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63UBvPtGQI/AAAAAAAAA8s/dZok91IN84s/s1600-h/#beh038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017473991121154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63UBvPtGQI/AAAAAAAAA8s/dZok91IN84s/s320/%23beh038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hao peng you(: SUAVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63UB_PtGRI/AAAAAAAAA80/59vVyAi_UTk/s1600-h/#beh043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017478286088466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63UB_PtGRI/AAAAAAAAA80/59vVyAi_UTk/s320/%23beh043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017491170990370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63UCvPtGSI/AAAAAAAAA88/pg2BwPxQFpY/s320/%23beh047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017495465957682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63UC_PtGTI/AAAAAAAAA9E/F-kksuIL3Rc/s320/%23beh053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165020300079602018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63WmPPtGWI/AAAAAAAAA9c/wOj6tjX53UE/s320/%23beh051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165020308669536626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63WmvPtGXI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Yq2x2hCh_qo/s320/%23beh054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;OHMY I AM ASHAMED OF MYSELF! haha sorry the temptation of those reflective surfaces was just too great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63WlvPtGVI/AAAAAAAAA9U/MP4gcGgUKak/s1600-h/#beh046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165020291489667410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63WlvPtGVI/AAAAAAAAA9U/MP4gcGgUKak/s320/%23beh046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the ahma staring at us camwhoring :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63XwvPtGYI/AAAAAAAAA9s/zp25UOvvwfQ/s1600-h/#beh030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165021579979856258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63XwvPtGYI/AAAAAAAAA9s/zp25UOvvwfQ/s320/%23beh030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63XwvPtGZI/AAAAAAAAA90/ZX1xF4SPw2o/s1600-h/z131277274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165021579979856274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63XwvPtGZI/AAAAAAAAA90/ZX1xF4SPw2o/s320/z131277274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63XxPPtGaI/AAAAAAAAA98/YSLr6HwA0zE/s1600-h/mocca01+vanilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165021588569790882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63XxPPtGaI/AAAAAAAAA98/YSLr6HwA0zE/s320/mocca01+vanilla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.THE MOCCA AD GUY'S SKINTONE EDITED TO MATCH TIANYI'S SO WE COULD STICK HIS FACE ON IT! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4310171920177291046?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4310171920177291046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4310171920177291046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4310171920177291046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4310171920177291046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/02/helloooo-haha-cny-has-been-pretty-fun.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R63UBPPtGPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/eGFss-ejDMA/s72-c/%23beh032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2592891734649814572</id><published>2008-02-07T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:29:53.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOHELLO(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with wednesday, which was ABIT weirddddd! HAHA my super over-used line for that day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was okay...THOUGH MY CLASS FREAKISHLY WENT CRAZY OVER HSM! HAHA medleyyyyy grace! concert was quite boring...then after that went out for my YUE HUI with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HILARY&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;GRACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D maxine went out with her mg friends so.. ohwell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magically met hilary on the LAST CARRIAGE OF THE MRT and then we went to vivo! walked around abit then went to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; terraaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to wait for grace! [brings back memories!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to confiscate the salt from grace cos she was going CRAZY! and stirring her soup very unglam-ly! [psst psst MAXINE she's gonna get kidney failure!:O]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to pageone after encountering with weird twitxz camwhoring in the toilet and then went on to help grace CNY SHOP!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeahhh basically it was me and hilary scanning the whole shop for grace and showing her our recommendations! then while she tried on stuff, me and hilary camwhored in big mirrors in the shops!:D:D:D that was fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but yesss &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we missed you just ABIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! was..just ABIT xian at first and towards the end. ahahaha totally waited like an hour for erjie to choose her outfit! but i was happy today cos i liked my shirt from mummy's bangkok holiday :D &lt;strong&gt;OHMY I'M HOW MATERIALISTIC?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw, bonding with cousins were fun! anwwwwwwwww there were babies!:D and pictures, thanks to meeee:D:D:D some are very random!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7UiOieII/AAAAAAAAA8M/4vFFosEaAeQ/s1600-h/1+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164286621681612930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7UiOieII/AAAAAAAAA8M/4vFFosEaAeQ/s320/1+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bai nian loh! [WOO the mcdonalds ad!:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s76iOieJI/AAAAAAAAA8U/HKHz7AgZ8l8/s1600-h/1+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164287274516641938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s76iOieJI/AAAAAAAAA8U/HKHz7AgZ8l8/s320/1+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us with jonjiejie! who took care of me when i was born! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7USOieHI/AAAAAAAAA8E/aZpvx30z3Tc/s1600-h/1+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164286617386645618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7USOieHI/AAAAAAAAA8E/aZpvx30z3Tc/s320/1+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and jeanjiejie being stupid not-so-early in the morning(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164270683057976850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6ss0yOidhI/AAAAAAAAA3U/7AmKAGHl24M/s320/1+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;jeanjiejie and marcus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164270691647911458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6ss1SOidiI/AAAAAAAAA3c/J4t5ThVXEgY/s320/1+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ahh my mouth very big :O i convinced marcus to smile! twice! haha i feel accomplished(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7TCOieFI/AAAAAAAAA70/Wex6E8AHDOU/s1600-h/1+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164286595911809106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7TCOieFI/AAAAAAAAA70/Wex6E8AHDOU/s320/1+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cos this is normally the response i get for pictures!D:&lt;br /&gt;[btw marcus' shirt is pink and nice(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6ss2COidjI/AAAAAAAAA3k/7bK7EEwT3Wg/s1600-h/1+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164270704532813362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6ss2COidjI/AAAAAAAAA3k/7bK7EEwT3Wg/s320/1+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jiawei and jeanjiejie! the ngee ann business club(: lester, go join them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6ss2SOidkI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ucBBdCVK2aw/s1600-h/1+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164270708827780674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6ss2SOidkI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ucBBdCVK2aw/s320/1+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA ariel had like elbow pads on her burberry outfit! pampered kid haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6ss2yOidlI/AAAAAAAAA30/1gajf5esIjo/s1600-h/1+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164270717417715282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6ss2yOidlI/AAAAAAAAA30/1gajf5esIjo/s320/1+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ahh how robin wants to be a teen again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6sxnSOidmI/AAAAAAAAA38/bsX9Oo5UU_0/s1600-h/1+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164275948687881826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6sxnSOidmI/AAAAAAAAA38/bsX9Oo5UU_0/s320/1+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jaden and lester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6sxnyOidnI/AAAAAAAAA4E/-NlS_2ZVEyc/s1600-h/1+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164275957277816434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6sxnyOidnI/AAAAAAAAA4E/-NlS_2ZVEyc/s320/1+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YOU WANNA BE ON TOP? vogue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6sxoSOidoI/AAAAAAAAA4M/HU5N3DYG9aw/s1600-h/1+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164275965867751042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6sxoSOidoI/AAAAAAAAA4M/HU5N3DYG9aw/s320/1+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; joshua and caleb! seeing their resemblance, wahhh suave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s0cCOidwI/AAAAAAAAA5M/yJAbHzdr8BE/s1600-h/1+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164279053949236994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s0cCOidwI/AAAAAAAAA5M/yJAbHzdr8BE/s320/1+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHA joshua and caleb trying to look more like each other!FUNNYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6sxoyOidpI/AAAAAAAAA4U/Kqob3J69-ck/s1600-h/1+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164275974457685650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6sxoyOidpI/AAAAAAAAA4U/Kqob3J69-ck/s320/1+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; caleb and jeanjiejie! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164277567890552498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6szFiOidrI/AAAAAAAAA4k/e-x8W-umFfg/s320/1+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;combined cousins photooo!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6szGSOidsI/AAAAAAAAA4s/wDiGI91x_-s/s1600-h/1+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164277580775454402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6szGSOidsI/AAAAAAAAA4s/wDiGI91x_-s/s320/1+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; joellllllll(: he dropped his first tooth and he was parading around showing us his gap!:O haha so cute(: [and he defines both skinny and fat as..bad words. please dont ask me why!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6szHSOiduI/AAAAAAAAA48/jpE0YuNTWf0/s1600-h/1+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164277597955323618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6szHSOiduI/AAAAAAAAA48/jpE0YuNTWf0/s320/1+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jaden and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6szHyOidvI/AAAAAAAAA5E/K6u3xs35QFg/s1600-h/1+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164277606545258226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6szHyOidvI/AAAAAAAAA5E/K6u3xs35QFg/s320/1+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jeanjiejie! [DRINKING BEER!:O]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164277589365389010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6szGyOidtI/AAAAAAAAA40/19zOqXghKrg/s320/1+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164279088308975394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s0eCOidyI/AAAAAAAAA5c/DPbd8bHdPWE/s320/1+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAIZ lester is too drama/camwhore for his own good! HAHA he was totally complaining abt how his white pants were dirty today. metrooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s0eiOidzI/AAAAAAAAA5k/sUpai3bSoH4/s1600-h/1+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164279096898910002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s0eiOidzI/AAAAAAAAA5k/sUpai3bSoH4/s320/1+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YOU CANNOT DEFEAT ME, I AM THE BOGGLE MASTER..&lt;br /&gt;?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s0cyOidxI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mPGasQ5PQn4/s1600-h/1+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164279066834138898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s0cyOidxI/AAAAAAAAA5U/mPGasQ5PQn4/s320/1+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA joel dictating his VERY IMPORTANT list to us today! "lester kor kor, you have to..go underwater!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s0fCOid0I/AAAAAAAAA5s/6liOzcde-D8/s1600-h/1+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164279105488844610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s0fCOid0I/AAAAAAAAA5s/6liOzcde-D8/s320/1+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; joel SITTING on jeanjiejie(: hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s2pSOid1I/AAAAAAAAA50/TCZ8cA1hv40/s1600-h/1+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164281480605759314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s2pSOid1I/AAAAAAAAA50/TCZ8cA1hv40/s320/1+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; joel and me!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s2piOid2I/AAAAAAAAA58/nRD7u4JKWmA/s1600-h/1+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164281484900726626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s2piOid2I/AAAAAAAAA58/nRD7u4JKWmA/s320/1+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me marcus and ahmaaaaa(: who told me i could be a salesperson cos i told her she was pretty. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s2qCOid3I/AAAAAAAAA6E/xwSBTPR7wQ8/s1600-h/1+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164281493490661234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s2qCOid3I/AAAAAAAAA6E/xwSBTPR7wQ8/s320/1+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lester jeanjiejie and ahmaaaa! all looking so auspicious(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s2qiOid4I/AAAAAAAAA6M/VVi-AhTfJR0/s1600-h/1+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164281502080595842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s2qiOid4I/AAAAAAAAA6M/VVi-AhTfJR0/s320/1+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jeanjiejie and jaden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s2qyOid5I/AAAAAAAAA6U/rjdHVMGilCw/s1600-h/1+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164281506375563154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s2qyOid5I/AAAAAAAAA6U/rjdHVMGilCw/s320/1+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lester and erjie! advertising the cookie(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s3_iOid6I/AAAAAAAAA6c/Yeyl9U0gU0c/s1600-h/1+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164282962369476514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s3_iOid6I/AAAAAAAAA6c/Yeyl9U0gU0c/s320/1+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; joel and caleb, who's acting spas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s3_yOid7I/AAAAAAAAA6k/yRtnJhgL_io/s1600-h/1+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164282966664443826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s3_yOid7I/AAAAAAAAA6k/yRtnJhgL_io/s320/1+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jeanjiejie and lester soon following in his footsteps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s4ASOid8I/AAAAAAAAA6s/AJit1x2EEvQ/s1600-h/1+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164282975254378434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s4ASOid8I/AAAAAAAAA6s/AJit1x2EEvQ/s320/1+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me jaden marcus and jeanjiejie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164282992434247634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s4BSOid9I/AAAAAAAAA60/E1EKFx7oLE4/s320/1+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164283001024182242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s4ByOid-I/AAAAAAAAA68/UeMfzPMxlsk/s320/1+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164284538622474290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s5bSOieDI/AAAAAAAAA7k/XW-Jdli2Vh8/s320/1+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;jaden and ariel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s5ZCOid_I/AAAAAAAAA7E/_02vf24k7Yk/s1600-h/1+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164284499967768562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s5ZCOid_I/AAAAAAAAA7E/_02vf24k7Yk/s320/1+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164284512852670466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s5ZyOieAI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Uh-JzJAW5B8/s320/1+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164284525737572370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s5aiOieBI/AAAAAAAAA7U/yHJS7EfDg2Q/s320/1+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164284534327506978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s5bCOieCI/AAAAAAAAA7c/QspcW21VRxk/s320/1+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my many attempts to get grace to smile. ahh she looks ABIT weird! sadd, faith the other twinnn was sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7SiOieEI/AAAAAAAAA7s/kGdltHz-Hfs/s1600-h/1+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164286587321874498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7SiOieEI/AAAAAAAAA7s/kGdltHz-Hfs/s320/1+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eunice jie jie and robin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7TiOieGI/AAAAAAAAA78/PvWrAAxFajQ/s1600-h/1+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164286604501743714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7TiOieGI/AAAAAAAAA78/PvWrAAxFajQ/s320/1+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EXTRAAAA jaden and erjie join in the family photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s77COieKI/AAAAAAAAA8c/F3-mZcPthH4/s1600-h/1+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164287283106576546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s77COieKI/AAAAAAAAA8c/F3-mZcPthH4/s320/1+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bai nian again! HAHA they were all saying my ahma's outfit was SEXY cos it was see through! GASPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*did you notice how jaden and joel are wearing matching chongsams which look like pjs!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay anwwww that took veryvery long. and now i'm veryvery sleepy! angbaos make me happy(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and btwwwwwwwwwwww!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY AMELIA!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hope you had fun on your birthday! thanks for being a nice cg/team$4 mate and God bless! i will get you my sch badge soonsoon!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me and maxine are intending to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;27dresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tmr!(: yayyy. haha i rmb how exactly 1 yr ago we both watched just follow law and had to sit in the 1st row. GGG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and thanks to everyone who cheered me up since max's passing on. i really do feel alot better now(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2592891734649814572?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2592891734649814572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2592891734649814572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2592891734649814572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2592891734649814572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/02/hellohello-lets-start-with-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R6s7UiOieII/AAAAAAAAA8M/4vFFosEaAeQ/s72-c/1+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-1009420920544825058</id><published>2008-02-04T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:47:31.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haizzz. the sadness from ystd night is not as fresh alr. and i guess thats good. but whenever i'm alone the image of max suddenly pops into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd feb.11 36pm. byebyemax. we will miss you alotalotalot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was nv that close to max. to be honest, i was actually pretty scared of him for a long time. but seeing him go ystd was reallyreally painful. even more for jeanjiejie i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha suddenly rmb all the times he did such irritatingly funny things(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when he bit maxine on the butt&lt;br /&gt;even when he fought with my granduncle who's mute and wants to whack him.&lt;br /&gt;even when he ate my sister's whole plate of spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;even when he ran out of the house and bit random ppl at the park and my parents had to compensate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh i still rmb when papa first brought him home and i was like 4. and insisted on naming him mickey or candy. and i started sulking when we named him max. haha. but after maturing since then, MAX was really the best name for him(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i regret not spending enough time with him. those times he'd tried to get my attention when i came back from sch. and i just said hi and went into the house. when i complained abt him being so smelly. and dropping hair everywhere. sigh. i guess you nv really miss smth till it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just seeing him before he died was prob worse than him actually dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like he was just in so much pain, not being able to sit, or walk, or eat, or drink. and he'd been standing for hours till he couldnt stand anymore. sitting down would've just suffocated him. he could barely open his eyes. and barely breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess thats what did it ultimately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he died in the car.1136pm. when we were bringing him to the vet to put him out of his misery. he died before we reached. and he didnt even make a sound. at least we were all there when he passed on. and now his ashes are somewhere in the vet clinic's garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really will miss the incessant barking everytime the doorbell rings.i'll miss the sound of his chain dragging along the floor when he's running around the house. i'll miss the insane noise when he gets bullied by the stray cats. i'll miss having to get anik to tie him up everytime friends are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as jeanjiejie said, "bye Max, it's been a great 10 years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love you(: and even though i know doggy heaven doesnt exist, i'm glad you're not in pain anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-1009420920544825058?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/1009420920544825058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=1009420920544825058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1009420920544825058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1009420920544825058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/02/haizzz.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6442334420316095760</id><published>2008-02-03T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:26:05.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA i'm so glad everything got...trashed out today! all in that way too cold room. ahhhh i feel so bad for snapping at jeremy [grace's...l@0G0Ngxz] today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the first thing maxine said to me this morning was, " idiot idiot i missed you ass!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crude!:O but haha i think all of us didnt realise how much we missed each other(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all explained our classification of friendships! because of hilary's love for science D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilary's was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PYRAMID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! HAHA SHE IS SUPER FUNNY, trying to explain the comfortable interior of it! it even has a maze!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PENT HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine's was an &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATAP HUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and we were the antenna while grace was the repairman waiting to be...STRUCK BY LIGHTNING! dian dao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and grace's was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SNOWMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, with a ahem VANILLA neck(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so angry that i cried, but by the time we were all leaving, i think none of us could stop laughing. HAHAHAHA maxine's analogy of grace being the stock market! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MAXINE SOR'S PRESTIGIOUS BRAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh ystd me and grace went for prayer meeting and it was SO good! to just be all filled with fire again! just hope it'll burn brightly in sch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay i am slacking too much! must go and chiong hw because tmr is mondayyyyyyy GGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; MY TAGBOX HAS A SPAMMER/SPAMMERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :OOOOO haha i think they are super FUNNY. at first i was chao pissed, but now when i look at the tag i wanna laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me, i think spammers are 1) childish, 2)boliao, 3) must be too bored with their own lives, 4) all of the above.  no offence to the spammer(s), even though i think i know who it is alr(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice names btw(: yusheng, who has funny shaped nostrils [according to my sisters] and wenya, who's going crazy :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, i shall..GO AND GET A LIFE. but whatever will i do without HSM! OHNOOO! obviously the spammer isnt very observant when it comes to my sarcasm. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, durians and cashew nuts do not await me, but my hw does D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6442334420316095760?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6442334420316095760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6442334420316095760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6442334420316095760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6442334420316095760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/02/haha-im-so-glad-everything-got.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-8537584230138122517</id><published>2008-02-01T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:14:48.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah i havent blogged for so loooooong! this week has been...interesting. haha(: I HAVE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;DANCED THE DANCE OF SELF DISCOVERY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ahem anyway. yes this week really has uncovered alot for me. good stuff and bad stuff. but yeah, helped me to really step back and see alot! it's been hard, but i'm soooo glad that i have GOD! :D helped me get rid of lots of anger and issues yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yess, unhappy [not so much now] things aside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU KNOW SHOUZU IS ENDING IN 5 EPISODES?!?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the episodes recently have been SUPER INTERESTING! as in, everyone is turning &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:OOO hahaha it's so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;yinglishi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; finally died!:DDDDDDDDDDDDD I WAITED FOR IT FOR SO LONG! but it was super funny how she tried to set herself and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;anping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on fire! and stab the baby! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wenya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s going CRAAAAZY! WOO! so funny! like now she's gonna GUANG MING ZHENG DA steal &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;konglong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; away! HAHAHA. so interesting sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddddddd they all thought &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;zhaoyang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;jinsha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; having affair! when the baby actually belongs to naige! HAHA! then he learn from his wife and take a chopper and wanted to CHOP everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay enough abt shouzu(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA you know what! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;HIGHSCHOOLMUSICAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; seems very apt to the situation! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MEDLEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you wanna be cool, follow 1 simple rule!&lt;br /&gt;Dont mess with the flow NO NOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STICK TO THE STATUS QUO-OO-OOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is not what i want, this is not what i planned&lt;br /&gt;And i just got to say, i do not understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERYBODY QUIET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny when you find yourself&lt;br /&gt;Looking from the outside&lt;br /&gt;Cos i liked the view&lt;br /&gt;Thought you felt it too&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its out with the old and in with the new,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye clouds of gray, hello skies of blue&lt;br /&gt;Is this absolutely fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we get from the top of the world&lt;br /&gt;To the bottom of the heap?&lt;br /&gt;We've got to work, work &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;work this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We'll make things right,the sun will shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say what's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Something about us, that doesnt seem right&lt;br /&gt;These days....&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we try, somehow the plan is always rearranged,&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to say,but I gotta do what's best for me...&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BRIDGE ON A BRIDGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! literally!:O]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever&lt;br /&gt;Lose yourself to get what you want&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever&lt;br /&gt;Get on a ride and wanna get off&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever&lt;br /&gt;Push away the ones you should've held close&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever let go&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever not know&lt;br /&gt;BET ON IT BET ON IT BET ON IT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PING DAO DI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eye of the efron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!HAHA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA. high school musical FTW! HAHAHA YEAH RIGHT. but hmm, there's "more depth to it than you think" HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmannnnnnnn you shld NEVER be on the phone with grace when she is HIGH and singing HIGH school musical! ZHAO SIA LIKE MAD SIAAAA! and haha subliminal messages yeahhhhhhhhh. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;FLAVOUR OF THE MONTH I LOVE YOUU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha AIYAH i'm so sad i'm not on greeter's duty tmr!:OOOO HAHA we'll see how it goes yo! ohmann now grace is singing some indian music to meeeeeeee!AHAHAHA INDIAN MUSIC FROM A BUSH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;FATIMA AND HER BOOK OF SUMMONS MODELLING IN THE CARPARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!(: hahahahahaha ohmy tonight was such an entertaining one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-8537584230138122517?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/8537584230138122517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=8537584230138122517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8537584230138122517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8537584230138122517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/02/heyyy-wah-i-havent-blogged-for-so.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6487683887732897995</id><published>2008-01-25T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:34:13.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh chao sleepy. zzzzz. but i'm supposed to chiong all my hw by today cos sunday's ahma's birthdayyyy. ohmy i'm not even halfway done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before i go, haha just wanted to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;happy birthday haixin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wow you're very old HEH. thanks for being a nice friend and cg mate(: God bless for 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay there's cheer prac tmr! i'm quite depressed when i see all the pro ppl): but ahh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YOUTH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;TMR OKAY BYEBYE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6487683887732897995?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6487683887732897995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6487683887732897995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6487683887732897995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6487683887732897995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahhh-chao-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4870538053803056447</id><published>2008-01-22T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:26:04.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehh this post wont be very long becaaaaaaaause i have to go and chiong commonwealth so i'll stop being zibei, like i've been these few days! plus there's maths assignment :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yessssssss you know what you know what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;IGNITE &lt;/span&gt;WAS AWESOMMMMMMMMMMMMMME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can really say awesome, as in FILLED WITH AWE. in awe of God! and how absolutely AMAZING he is lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearing all the super cool testimonies from ALL OVER THE WORLD, i was like WAHHHHHHHHH. really very inspiring! got me thinking, if they can do it, i'm sure we can too! i mean, we trust in the same God right!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really by the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;grace of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, me and hilary managed to stay for the finale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I TOTALLY DONT REGRET IT REALLY I THINK MY LIFE IS CHANGED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope! it was just soooooooooooo inspiring!and like i'm just so on fire for God now!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can tell hilary and grace are too! like wowwwwww i talked to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for longlong time on msn ystd, and she has just matured so much lah! in Christ(: like seriously she's so different! but in a good way(: FOR THE BETTER OF ALL MANKIND(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hilary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! like i got an sms from her today asking me to pray for her friend to be receptive cos hilary just shared with her. and i was like WOW IS THIS HILARY! like laying down all her pride and not caring what ppl think of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing them like that is really motivating me to strive on! HAHAHA GRACE STD! sorry HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;POWER OF PRAYER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; MAN!:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's been pretty good! so far hahaha i know it's only tuesday. but it's been good cos praying has like become a hobby for me! and all the times opportunities for sharing just comes so unexpectedly, really God just amazes me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just spending my time thinking of how i can reach out to my class! it really makes life so much more interesting(: though i know i mustnt use it as an excuse to slack! which is what i've been doing and i feel so horrible! so i'll go and study sooooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise, that it's not ignite that motivated me. not the messages, not the pastor, not even the testimonies, even though they all did help! ultimately, it's GOD. and His spirit! and the gifts that He's given me! motivates me to just do so much more!:D:D:D LIVE AN OTHERS LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand ystd during GB these words from worship suddenly like JUMPED out at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is our God, the Servant King&lt;br /&gt;He call us now to follow Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to bring our lives as a daily offering&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of worship to the Servant King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us learn how to serve,&lt;br /&gt;and in our lives &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;enthrone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each other's needs to prefer,&lt;br /&gt;for it is Christ we're serving.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like ohmy this song is so old and my mum has sung it like a gazillion times! but suddenly on monday, one day after ignite, the words took on a new meaning! CHAO COOL OKAY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee okay i'll go and do my commonwealth now(:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; YAY CANT WAIT FOR SAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; only 3 more days!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddd on a very random note, here's the vid from my birthday! HAHA MAXINE AND HIALRY DUET! me being chao unglammmmmmm! and grace's nonstop laughing in the background!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i274.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid274.photobucket.com/albums/jj267/grabee/dianes bday/MOV00134.flv" width="400" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4870538053803056447?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4870538053803056447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4870538053803056447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4870538053803056447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4870538053803056447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-hehh-this-post-wont-be-very-long.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-1794028191945205740</id><published>2008-01-18T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:31:55.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HI HI HI I HAVE &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PICTURES&lt;/span&gt; FROM YSTD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thankyou&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;iloveyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW WOW SO EXCITING! be prepared for a....long post(: BUT CHAO INTERESTING ONE. i hope(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;17th JAN!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup sch was super boring, though all the people were sooo sweet and everywhere i went i heard "HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIANE!" and like 212 even sang a song to me at assembly :O HAHA and one more in class. so cute(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like lessons passed by AT THE SPEED OF A SNAIL. almost died of insanity, you can ask jaime(: i was abt to cut her hair cos i was so exasperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw once sch ended i like ran out the gates. haha and peng qiao met hilary on the bus! HAHA i recognised her&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; blanana uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D then we like ran after 2 buses and finally reached island creamery. and i was having a bad hairday. so suay):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics that grace &lt;s&gt;and maxine&lt;/s&gt; took of maxine while waiting for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5CwkSIIs1I/AAAAAAAAAyE/rpWdmT35RW4/s1600-h/DSC01332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156815710726959954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5CwkSIIs1I/AAAAAAAAAyE/rpWdmT35RW4/s320/DSC01332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MAXINE dont think i dont recognise that face! I CROPPED IT HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5CwkiIIs2I/AAAAAAAAAyM/uFSFdbWRmO4/s1600-h/DSC01333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156815715021927266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5CwkiIIs2I/AAAAAAAAAyM/uFSFdbWRmO4/s320/DSC01333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; maxine's very own rendition of....&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAAHA I ALMOST DIED WHEN I SAW THIS PICTURE. it'll come and haunt you tonight!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought some whatever in island creamery and started taking pictures! HAHAHA we took super lot of failure shots but haha it was fun lah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally we got a successful [sorta] &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;lianzx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shot so we went to print it! BUT STUPID PRINTER KEPT BEING STUPID. and the woman didnt wanna help us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and grace started saiyang-ing the printer, going "you're doing great!", "keep in up!" "fantastic job!" "wow you're so good!" while stroking it(: AND THEN IT STARTED WORKING. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MIRACLE HANDS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then maxine come and gehkiang tried to stroke it, then immediately the printing failed. HAHAHAHAHA and we had to chase her away and do it all again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C3iSIIs-I/AAAAAAAAAzM/0cb2nzKWOK0/s1600-h/rkftw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156823372948616162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C3iSIIs-I/AAAAAAAAAzM/0cb2nzKWOK0/s320/rkftw.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; final product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interesting and super funny OHMY part came at the back though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156821113795818418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C1eyIIs7I/AAAAAAAAAy0/SB7Rc0cspl0/s320/actionchanged.JPG" border="0" /&gt;me in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C3iSIIs9I/AAAAAAAAAzE/oh0V6nY0yOk/s1600-h/changed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156823372948616146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C3iSIIs9I/AAAAAAAAAzE/oh0V6nY0yOk/s320/changed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OUR VERY AMAZING BACK-OF-PHOTO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 10 times better than the front! HAHA check out the autographs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, the 3 photos above have been censored because of some censorship issues rubbish. if you really wanna see the original, you can come and look for me and grace and we might just show it to you(: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OR YOU CAN SIMPLY CALL 1800-MIN-AH NOW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C1fCIIs8I/AAAAAAAAAy8/q1jCxShGal4/s1600-h/DSC01359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156821118090785730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C1fCIIs8I/AAAAAAAAAy8/q1jCxShGal4/s320/DSC01359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnnnnnnnn we took bus to vivo! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hellooooo mr 93&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: haha it was a direct bus. double decker, no aircon, suuuper empty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the upper deck where there was one guy sleeping in the front and a fat man sleeping in the back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS CALLS FOR A GAZILLION PHOTO OPS. not all are here though, cos grace said it was blur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because we wanted to have the fullest and richest experience we could have on the bus, we decided to.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BE PLAIN STUPID AND POSSIBLE RISK GETTING REPORTED TO OUR SCHOOLS. HEH HEH BUT IT WAS WORTH IT :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;please see the following for reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C6fSIIs_I/AAAAAAAAAzU/V93Fbnd_ixw/s1600-h/DSC01368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156826619943891954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C6fSIIs_I/AAAAAAAAAzU/V93Fbnd_ixw/s320/DSC01368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156826628533826562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C6fyIItAI/AAAAAAAAAzc/b2Z0BDOKMvU/s320/DSC01369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;maxine's infamous moose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C6gCIItBI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Dxn05Jwo6S4/s1600-h/DSC01373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156826632828793874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C6gCIItBI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Dxn05Jwo6S4/s320/DSC01373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C6gSIItCI/AAAAAAAAAzs/4umooqVFNbU/s1600-h/DSC01374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156826637123761186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C6gSIItCI/AAAAAAAAAzs/4umooqVFNbU/s320/DSC01374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C6giIItDI/AAAAAAAAAz0/lBBnp60Fxd4/s1600-h/DSC01377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156826641418728498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5C6giIItDI/AAAAAAAAAz0/lBBnp60Fxd4/s320/DSC01377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and there's the fat man! aka AHEM's spy/ally! :O and the 93 sign was right next to him, so it was suuuuper funny when we were trying to laugh as soft as possible(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DDvyIItJI/AAAAAAAAA0k/mWti8ahFfvA/s1600-h/DSC01378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156836799016383634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DDvyIItJI/AAAAAAAAA0k/mWti8ahFfvA/s320/DSC01378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hitchhiking out the window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DDwCIItKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/e5K0U8RPG1I/s1600-h/DSC01379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156836803311350946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DDwCIItKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/e5K0U8RPG1I/s320/DSC01379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha the timer photo. seductive siaaaa grace and hilary!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DDwSIItLI/AAAAAAAAA00/bOYDdH3m68A/s1600-h/DSC01381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156836807606318258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DDwSIItLI/AAAAAAAAA00/bOYDdH3m68A/s320/DSC01381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; power of thumb(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DDwiIItMI/AAAAAAAAA08/TCSSm-W7-mQ/s1600-h/DSC01384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156836811901285570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DDwiIItMI/AAAAAAAAA08/TCSSm-W7-mQ/s320/DSC01384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OHMY OHMY THIS PHOTO IS SUPER FUNNY. because maxine lost her balance when the bus jerked. then she fell back onto the chair, bounced off and fell onto the floor, wailing. HAHAHAHAHA I THINK WE ALL DIED LAUGHING AND MAXINE COULDNT GET UP.&lt;br /&gt;guys should NOT be seeing this photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DDwiIItNI/AAAAAAAAA1E/h9RFfmiFpRE/s1600-h/DSC01398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156836811901285586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DDwiIItNI/AAAAAAAAA1E/h9RFfmiFpRE/s320/DSC01398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA i decided that shoe shots were so overrated, and on impulse threw off my shoe! and turns out we all had flipper socks(: HAHA grace was saying that we were like neighbourhood sch kids in top sch uniform(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo shots!:D&lt;br /&gt;emoing in the corner of 93(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DJWCIItSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/qOVBa4SZG5I/s1600-h/DSC01389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156842953704518946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DJWCIItSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/qOVBa4SZG5I/s320/DSC01389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156842957999486258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DJWSIItTI/AAAAAAAAA10/nRf3MTLb-Do/s320/DSC01390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156842957999486274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DJWSIItUI/AAAAAAAAA18/vrx1YG-Xlsk/s320/DSC01392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156842962294453586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DJWiIItVI/AAAAAAAAA2E/vjdsMqCXTF0/s320/DSC01394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course we did alot of other stupid things, like me and grace trying to seduce the bell, maxine almost wanting to do a pole dance and us running up and down the bus(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnnnnnnnnnn we FINALLY reached harbourfront! and went to our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;everfamous top deck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anddd since hilary brought her chao scary popping uno, we started to almost play! until grace and hilary needed to...ahem go and buy a drink.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sooo me and maxine played 2 ppl uno for like halfanhour until they came back with VFM esprit. thennn like 10min later, maxine and hilary needed to....ahem go to the toilet to fold their skirts. so me and grace did homework for like halfanhour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;they came back, we played like 3 games of that until they started acting..weird. hahahaha i'm not that stupid lah i knew they were like stalling. so maxine and hilary attempted to ENTERTAIN ME. boy was i entertained!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHAHA and they tried to convince me not to turn around cos the water was so beautiful, like me. :OOO okay... HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally they let me turn around and like, &lt;strong&gt;haixin&lt;/strong&gt; was standing there with a cakebox. hahaha. but, oh wait! the cakebox was empty! *gasps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and haixin and maxine started discussing the jelly trick. so they turned me to the water again, and when i turned back, martin benedict and kelvin were standing there with the cake! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;that one i REALLY didnt expect at all. hahaha i was like super shocked lah! chao unglam :O thennnnnnn they gave me their present! which was really very nice and sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DNzSIItWI/AAAAAAAAA2M/-aRe9cK6BV4/s1600-h/DSC00137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156847854262203746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DNzSIItWI/AAAAAAAAA2M/-aRe9cK6BV4/s320/DSC00137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; posting this cos grace says she will kill me if i dont hahaha check out our...awkward expressions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156847858557171058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DNziIItXI/AAAAAAAAA2U/meg7zNV_f2U/s320/DSC01407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156847862852138370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DNzyIItYI/AAAAAAAAA2c/OEy5J4V77mM/s320/DSC01408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAHA &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OPPOSITES ATTRACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: according to maxine it was her and eric so i cut my cake right down the middle(:HEH HEH. RACIAL HARMONY FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DN0CIItZI/AAAAAAAAA2k/xskwrfwgeeg/s1600-h/DSC01410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156847867147105682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DN0CIItZI/AAAAAAAAA2k/xskwrfwgeeg/s320/DSC01410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my present when i poured it out of the box. so much...xin si!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DN0SIItaI/AAAAAAAAA2s/isv21KbVCLQ/s1600-h/DSC01412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156847871442072994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DN0SIItaI/AAAAAAAAA2s/isv21KbVCLQ/s320/DSC01412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SO SWEET LAH. very cute leh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were all eating the cake, without forks and plates, when i have no idea how, but a cakefight started. EWWWW MAXINE LIKE CREAMED MY FACE AND HAIR. so gross lah! and there was like screaming and running all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DPLSIItbI/AAAAAAAAA20/e2QmaMiLvgY/s1600-h/DSC01416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156849366090692018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DPLSIItbI/AAAAAAAAA20/e2QmaMiLvgY/s320/DSC01416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; STUPID MAXINE! almost made me drop my black cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DPLiIItcI/AAAAAAAAA28/rHaMnGOko_g/s1600-h/DSC01417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156849370385659330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DPLiIItcI/AAAAAAAAA28/rHaMnGOko_g/s320/DSC01417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahaha grace says maritn looks like he's dancing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DPLyIItdI/AAAAAAAAA3E/d_oGv9lfK4w/s1600-h/DSC01426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156849374680626642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DPLyIItdI/AAAAAAAAA3E/d_oGv9lfK4w/s320/DSC01426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156849374680626658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5DPLyIIteI/AAAAAAAAA3M/q5z0JgnlUoY/s320/DSC01421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was trying to get everyone else dirty(: and benedict like knocked over some plant! :O so in the end, everyone got dirty and sweaty from running(: and maxine tried to convince me that the stuff in the plant was buddha's food. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we still had to take train home.i was like totally late lah, and totally pissed mummy off! i'm just lucky i'm not grounded. though quite close to being now cos i havent finished my hw and i've been on this post for eternity :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yessss so that was basically it! but oh oh lemme show you smth from hilary's blog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;bb bruffers: eh you all get into postition we help you take picture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;us: okay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;bb bruffers: one, two, three...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;us: WEE SUANNNNNNNN!!!! *all doing wee suan poses*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA(: so sad no grp pic. but ohwell!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yesss that really was veryveryvery fun. and i am now veryveryvery sleepy from this veryveryvery long post. sooo, goodnight everyone i'm 14 HEH HEH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and ignite's tmr!:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;once again, THANKSSSSSSSSSSSSSS to the 7 of you!:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-1794028191945205740?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/1794028191945205740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=1794028191945205740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1794028191945205740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1794028191945205740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi-hi-hi-i-have-pictures-from-ystd.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R5CwkSIIs1I/AAAAAAAAAyE/rpWdmT35RW4/s72-c/DSC01332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-5759273026173884287</id><published>2008-01-17T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:36:25.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLOHELLOHELLOHELLO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see from my multiple hellos, i am suuuuuuuuuuuuuper happy and suuuuuuuuuuuper high and suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuper touched that i could cry! [WOW WOW I JUST MADE A WONDERFUL RHYME(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i dont have the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER AMAZING FABULOUS RUBBISH STUPID&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pictures that we took today, and it's abit late and i kinda need to practice my piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo the longlong stupid rubbish picturepost will come tmr hopefully! when grace sends me all the pics(: and i can blog abt all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUPER LAME FUNNY OHMY-I-CANT-BELIEVE WE-DID-IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stuff(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post it just to say thanksssssssss(: haha corny as it sounds, i think it's needed leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;THANKSSSSSSSSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone who wished me happy birthday in sch! presents or no presents, it was super sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to 212! for singing me like 3 birthday songs(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl from 113 and everyone else who made me smile so much today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;GRACE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MAXINE&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HILARY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for every single thing you guys did for me today and for the past gazillion years(: today was really one of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;BESTBESTBEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; birthday celebs i've EVER HAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for going through so much planning and whatnot! hope you all werent stressed(: and even though you all are not the best of secret-keepers, i reallyreallyreally appreciate everything today. all the stalling and planning and worrying. and trying to BRUFF me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the hour long "bathroom sessions" and "looking for the cheapest esprit" you guys are such lousy liars. but i guess thats good. andddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I STILL LOVE YOU GUYS TO BITS AND PIECES SUPERSUPERSUPER ALOT(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes how could i forget all the fun we had on mr 93!:D:D:D HAHAHA IT WAS REALLY SUPER FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BENEDICT KELVIN MARTIN HAIXIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yay thanks for coming allllllllllll the way down to vivo today! i know you guys are sec4 and all and super busy! and it's like quite far right! and even though we had to wait super long, i think it's like nothing compared to how long you guys travelled hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the...surprise from behind the plants and for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CAKEFIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!(: haha yeah you guys made my birthday really fun and interesting and FUNNY(: thanks for putting up with our rubbishness and being lame with us too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesss so really, even though i know i've said this alot of times, thanks for coming down today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all 7 of youuuu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;RACIAL HARMONY CAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! wow it rocked my socks like TCM! haha reallyreallyreally, i had so much fun today that i just wanna randomly laugh now. and i'm really super touched and how you guys planned and all lah. haha time consuming much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yesss i know i'm repeating myself, but i really cant thank everyonnnnnnnnnne who made my birthday super special, esp you 7! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay its late now so byebye(: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heh heh i'm &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; doesnt sound right leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did you know the the bb boys are actually quite old! they're 16 this year! WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohnooo i just realised that this was supposed to be a short post but ended up so long! :O MY BEHNO AWAITS ME. and i'm hungry nowwwww because dinner was cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-5759273026173884287?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/5759273026173884287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=5759273026173884287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5759273026173884287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5759273026173884287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/hellohellohellohello-as-you-can-see.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-7809772993617891755</id><published>2008-01-15T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:20:19.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOHELLOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahhahaha i'm quite high now, even though i havent started my hw yet! WOW! and i wanted to sleep in class today! no surprise worrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeheeheee(: you know you know you know why i'm so eggcited! [HAHA JESS!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEEEEECAUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM EAGERLY ANTICIPATING &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;! WOW WOW WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i really hope i'm not let down worrr! becausssse quote hilary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;HILARY says (8:32 PM):HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;HILARY says (8:32 PM):ITS GOING TO BE AWESOMMMMME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA DO YOU KNOW HOW &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;EXCITED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I AM NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe you dont heh heh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plusssssssss i've like mastered the art of tricking myself into thinking the week passes by really fast! on monday i told yihhui and isabelle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;yayyyy weekends are coming soon! ONLY 5 MORE DAYS LEH!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA(: and before you know it, tmr is wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;then the next day'll be THURSDAY [WOW WOW WOW!]&lt;br /&gt;and then friday [slackkk]&lt;br /&gt;and then SATURDAY! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;IGNITTTTTTTTTTTTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA and and and me and hilary have found our bonding activity! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAAAAAAALKING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahaha she is my newest disciple(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and needless to say, maxine is the queen of all stalkers [or shld i say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;empress dowager!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :O] hahahahaha i can be empress! AND THEN HILARY IS THE.... PRINCESS! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA me and hilary spent the whole of last night stalking and coming up with her hobbies on her blog! CHAO FUNNYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i think these few days i can safely say that the 4 of us have been oBBsessing [HILARY!] my archives! me included heh heh. rereading all our superduper fun to the max outings during the hols, youth camp, koolcamp and even BATAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow wow so addictive leh! i sat in front of my comp for more than an hour reading my archives hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow wow shouzu today was very cool!:D hahaha silversand tried to commit suicide andddd then cos yusheng had to help her, she didnt get home in time for her romantic dinner with konglongggggggg! :O :O :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he was so angry he threw away the thai chicken curry! and they were both calling each other pigs. haha me and jeanjiejie both agree that they're childish, but in a very cute way(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this post is quite random and highhhh(: heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wish you didnt come and burst my bubble of high-ness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohwell haha cant really blame you anw.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IGNITE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SOONSOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;EVEN SOOOOONER!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA THE ANTICIPATION IS KILLING ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-7809772993617891755?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/7809772993617891755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=7809772993617891755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7809772993617891755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7809772993617891755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/hellohellooooooo-hahahaahhahaha-im.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4537042157548300823</id><published>2008-01-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T18:45:43.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cheerleading this morning was quite a sad affair):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, i finally got all the steps for the first 2 routines down!without mistake(: after wenying drilled me, which was alot less scary than i expected(: and it was quite fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ON THE NOT SO BRIGHT SIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had selections for sports fest team TODAY. unexpectedly. ohmy we had to like go through auditions all over again. and you know what. I TOTALLY SPACED OUT AND FORGOT SUPER ALOT OF PARTS IN MY ROUTINE. AHHHHHHHHHH ALL BECAUSE I WAS NERVOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came out like crying lah [as discreetly as i could] sigh i wanted alotalot to make the team. until now we still dunno who got selected lah. but i prayed abt it, and i'm like just gonna commit everything to God. if i dont get in, i'll take it that this is not the path for me. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwwww took bus home and then like rushed for prayer meeting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and maxine had one of our many&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;escapades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: we planned to meet at dhoby right, and then she got on the train before i reached. haha so we ended up meeting at clarke quay. and she gave me my bday present, which turns out CAN fit over my armour!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennn reached church, thinking we were late. but only jess was there when we reached. in the end it was quite few of us but it was quite impactful lah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as innn, it felt really good to be ministered to by God, even though it was really hard to sense His presence and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thennnnnnnnnnnnn. we intended to go to hwanam and get smth to eat! but it turns out there was another prayer meeting, with alot of ppl. me and maxine couldnt decide whether still to eat anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like chao hungry so we decided to in the end. as usual, we had another stupid idea and decided to climb over the fence near the locked front gate. IT WAS SUPER HILARIOUS LAH. and we took photos of our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;super exciting adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D HAHAHAHAHAA CHAO UNGLAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4njGiIIspI/AAAAAAAAAwk/wG8f58CkfFk/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154900949881893522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4njGiIIspI/AAAAAAAAAwk/wG8f58CkfFk/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154900958471828130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4njHCIIsqI/AAAAAAAAAws/Gwq3LE1425k/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;maxine admiring the scenery from way up there! how's the view of your best friends who work at cold storage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4njHCIIsrI/AAAAAAAAAw0/7n_vJg70wqw/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154900958471828146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4njHCIIsrI/AAAAAAAAAw0/7n_vJg70wqw/s320/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;maxine! you look as if you dropped smth in the longkang! HAHA maybe it was your ahsoh bag :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4njHSIIssI/AAAAAAAAAw8/f3P3nqEATXo/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154900962766795458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4njHSIIssI/AAAAAAAAAw8/f3P3nqEATXo/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like a few ppl saw un attempting to climb over. INCLUDING PASTOR. GGG. CHAO EMBARRASSING. esp since we couldnt successfully climb the fence! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after like 3 tries, we decided that it was a sign from God to go to the prayer meeting and not hwanam. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo we went for prayer meeting, and i dont regret it!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had like..15min before youth started. so we attempted to climb the fence again. and took more pictures!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nl-CIIsuI/AAAAAAAAAxM/MHtx1S71v1s/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154904102387888866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nl-CIIsuI/AAAAAAAAAxM/MHtx1S71v1s/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154904106682856178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nl-SIIsvI/AAAAAAAAAxU/VSD1DbU0A3M/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;EH EH SO UNGLAMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nmASIIswI/AAAAAAAAAxc/X9Ned3yN-V4/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154904141042594562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nmASIIswI/AAAAAAAAAxc/X9Ned3yN-V4/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154904141042594578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nmASIIsxI/AAAAAAAAAxk/H4lH0Op-mWw/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HAHA on our way to mobil, we tried to find an escape route over the fence!:O maxine's looking thoughtful...WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met behlary at mobil [with super cute hair!] and then went for service, which was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. worship(: really spoke to me alot lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly it was like abt how God is our everything, and just putting our trust in Him and not to worry so much. yeah cos now i'm super confused abt cheerleading and whether it's a good testimony and all lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really touched and ministered to during worship(: haha it lasted like 1half hour!:O and like suddenly all my burdens have been lifted off me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything I need is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My beginning, my forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for a love a Saviour prayed&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father have Your way&lt;br /&gt;Though&lt;br /&gt;they know not what they do&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the Cross draw man to You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah it spoke to me alright. abt how i've been focusing so much on my busybusy schedule that i've lost focus of what's impt, drawing them to the Cross.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at how much i've been thinking abt what i want, and not what He wants. right now i really just need to LET HIM REIGN IN ME(: cos He's everything i need! and He's more than enough for meeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnnnn we had our very first cg session! haha my cg's quite quiet leh. but very nice(: and you know what! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ALL OF US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (who came today) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ARE IN UGs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; heehee so cool(: all except cher lah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played some typical school intro game, planned by cher of course(: and then we did discussion on message last week, and then prayer and then a game by jess! HAHA smth like heartattack. HAHA I GOT THE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ACE OF SPADES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; AND I WAS HOLDING ON FOR DEAR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but basically, i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;umchio-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my way through cg(: HAHA and since i was like directly opposite haixin, i had to keep looking out the door everytime i wanted to laugh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnnnnn me and maxine took bus to harbour mrt, while taking strange pictures(: HEH HEH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nmBCIIsyI/AAAAAAAAAxs/a0I_jjfNh8o/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154904153927496482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nmBCIIsyI/AAAAAAAAAxs/a0I_jjfNh8o/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; matching shirt with turban! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to seah imm and met the bb boys, zhen qiao worhs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the rest of the night was filled with awkward silences, staring contests, me&amp;amp;maxine fighting over our sugarcane, and some beautiful misunderstanding resulting in the bb boys sending us home hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154906262756438850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nn7yIIs0I/AAAAAAAAAx8/vIW2y0KTWfg/s320/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nn7iIIszI/AAAAAAAAAx0/9Tds0GMQjQ0/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154906258461471538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4nn7iIIszI/AAAAAAAAAx0/9Tds0GMQjQ0/s320/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;haixin and kelvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sent me home. haha they all actually very nice leh, hahaha they like sent me really allllll the way to yiochukang! and then after that had to take to JE just to take all the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;martin and benedict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; also! haha they walked maxine like right to her doorstep :O haha cos her house is chao ulu and big and dark! HAHA maxine did you see your BESTFRIEND tonight! rmb our train was FLOODED with them! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHH I FEEL SO BAD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; maxine too! cos the guys reached home so late. poor thing leh! haha and they took train for suuuuper long. but thanks anw!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha my ride with haixin and kelvin home was filled with...very awkward silences. haha. they were pretending i was winnie! HAHA pickup lines(: and attempted to make conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelvin's like suuuuper quiet. haha either that or he doesnt like me :O it was fun though(: haha thanks haixin for filling the silence(: and thanks kelvin for...having such a charming smile? LOLX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha still think it was reeeeeally nice of them to send us home(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i just realised! kelvin rhymes with elvin! like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ELVINNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D :D speaking of which, maxine and me were fawning over some guy with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;eric-lookalike-calves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at seah imm!HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4njHiIIstI/AAAAAAAAAxE/-Pzy_SFdWL0/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154900967061762770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4njHiIIstI/AAAAAAAAAxE/-Pzy_SFdWL0/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;hi everyone, meet raji from kfc at fareast :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4537042157548300823?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4537042157548300823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4537042157548300823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4537042157548300823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4537042157548300823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/cheerleading-this-morning-was-quite-sad.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4njGiIIspI/AAAAAAAAAwk/wG8f58CkfFk/s72-c/DSC00103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4956777968256125767</id><published>2008-01-11T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:48:54.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was funnnnnnn(: super tired now though haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had aesthetics! music and dance, which started an hr late so we had free block to slack. jaime and rachel tried to teach me the cheer routine but GGG i think i cant rmb alr!DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we learnt abit of basic jive which was kinda fun! and then we went to the music room to sing some cuckoo song and listen to opera(: funnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like fell asleep in assembly. zzz super sleepy leh. and thennnnnnn i had came home, fell asleep again, woke up and went for piano. where i was half asleep also haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you know, God really hears my prayers! even when i dont pray it out. amazing lah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking whether to quit french anot. cos my teacher was really boring and i didnt like my class and i dreaded lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then todayyyy, when i reached moelc, i met melissa from my first french class who's super funny! and turns out that she transferred to my class! i was like, WOW God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thennn we waited for class to start and like our teacher didnt turn up. then we found out that she was on longterm mc [i think!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sooo we combined with another class where natalie from my previous class was! and the teacher is this super funny guy who makes sound effects and talks so loud so i wont fall asleep in class!plus the lesson was quite interesting and passed by super quickly. zoooom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lah! all my "wishes" answered even when i didnt even ask. sooo amazing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwww came home like halfhour late for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;shouzu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;): but HAHA i saw the part where silversand went mad! and like pushed that irritating mother in law against the wall and her head started bleeeding :O exciting sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then and then the part where martin and shuiling were together and anxin the disfigured monk saw! and then meixue mum woke up! like woooo!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA OHMYGOSH ME &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MAXINE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HILARY&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;GRACE&lt;/span&gt; MUST HAVE THE STUPIDEST CONVOS EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;me and maxine: becoming barbers at the camp [maxine is the fat indian one!]. and keeping the hair in a little box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hilary: taking my order. and her trying to run away with it! even i know she's a track star, but this is unforgivable!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and grace: our future as "motivational speakers cum lawyers" WOW grace i know what you can call your firm next time! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEENA AND CO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;call 1800-MEEN-A&lt;/span&gt; to get the help you deserve! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;because the only cuffs we want you to be wearing are the studded ones(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH WOW WOW. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what! tmr is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;saturdayyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! finally! wheee cant wait!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4956777968256125767?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4956777968256125767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4956777968256125767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4956777968256125767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4956777968256125767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-funnnnnnn-super-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-5378844307081402968</id><published>2008-01-10T18:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:48:55.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh wow wow i havent been back before shouzu for a longlong time. haha feels nice to be early-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M LIKE SO PISSED WITH CHEERLEADING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was nervous like mad today lah! cossss there was prac and i was scared abt my routine stuff. and thennnn after sch me and sarah change and everything, and wait in the foyer. and wait. and wait. so sarah smses our senior and turns out there's no prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKSSSSS LAH PLS WASTE MY TIME COS I CHANGE MY PIANO LESSON FOR NTH AND NOW ITS TMR BEFORE FRENCH SO I'LL PROB FALL ASLEEP IN CLASS OR SMTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, if i dont make the team for sports fest, I WILL &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;QUIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. okay okay! i'll be super sad cos i love cheerleading [so far] even though it's hard and tiring and i'm not very good. but haizzzz, no point going for pracs and all if i dont make the actual team right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho hummm today was boring. nth special. oh oh do you know that our classroom has become like some winter wonderland! it's like FREEZING. soon there'll be snow haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's really quite shiok! esp when you bring a jacket. can totally fall asleep in class. which is what i do worr!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and then talked to&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;hilaryyyy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; abt rubbishhh. and how we both want saturday to come like...NOWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh wow wow this week pass quite fast right! tmr is fridayyyyy alr! PLUS my timetable tmr is suuuuper slack. YAY. and the next day will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SATURDAYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyohh nth interesting to post abt. EXCEPT MAYBE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SHOUZU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;LATER ON IF I GET TO USE THE COMP. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i'll be like ding and narrate the story for you! it's not a bad thing okayyy ding! [RHYME!] WOW the chopper ystd was seriously the best! then somemore jeanjiejie's FRIEND from bukitanakkambing was like throwing eggs at nai-ge! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;OHMY YOU KNOW HE'S GOING TO ARMY TMR AND ALL HIS HAIR WILL BE &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;GONE&lt;/span&gt; :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;psst psst maxine meet you outside the camp at 7 tmr morning okay set! HAHAHAHA ignore the girl(s) outside your window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES HILARY ELVINNGSOHANDSOMEIALSOWANTTOFAINT.BLOGSPOT.COM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHH SHOUZU SHOUZU! today so little of elvinng): at like 730 i was thinking, haiyah how come today dont have elvinng leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! DUNDUNDUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they show him in a boardroom in a suit :D a very nice suit i should say(: wahhhh i almost choked on my root beer(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plusplus today i watched it with my ahma! who is like suuuuuper cute because she talks to the tv too! just like me!(: she was like [translated from hokkien to english]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"aiyohhh this woman so bad. how can anyone be so bad! tsk tsk.. this smelly woman (chou nu ren)" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"ehh who's this one? the father ah? then what happen to the wife? mistress?&lt;br /&gt;why is he a monk?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so cute lah! wah wah tiara! i cant believe that yusheng gave up the meeting just to chase that stupid fly! ya loooor she got inch take yard! horrible lehhhhhhh make elvinng ANGRY. my heart break liao! HAHAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-5378844307081402968?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/5378844307081402968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=5378844307081402968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5378844307081402968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5378844307081402968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/ooh-wow-wow-i-havent-been-back-before.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-7840590295069906057</id><published>2008-01-09T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:02:44.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch ended earrrrrrrrly today! so we went to far east. yirong cheryl shiren rachel yihhui and me. felt abit extraaaaa, but haha they're all super nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC :D i dont care how fried it is, i love it! OHMY SUPER FUNNY YOU KNOW. THE CASHIER WHO HELPED ME WAS CALLED.....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;RAJI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHA AND SHE WAS A WOMAN. HAHAHAHA. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;pi33ahut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; memories coming backkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during lunch i suddenly missed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hilary maxine grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. like..the rest of them were such good friends, that i suddenly thought of my best friends! HAHA still rmb that time after exams when me grace and maxine went to sakae and maxine snuck her bubble tea in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand the time we went to the sakae at sentosaaaa cos it was raining! and we were going "yohoho and a bottle of esprit" plus the guy who couldnt pronounce passionfruit properly! HAHAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwwww, they went to buy present for shiyin[shynn, same] and it was like ....super awkward for me. haiyah. so i was totally being anti and smsing grace. sorryyyy if i seemed very not fun today):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh that reminds meeeee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; GRACE aka GRACIAS aka SOLITARY BAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this calls for a picture! or rather, ALOT of pictures!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXeSIIskI/AAAAAAAAAv8/-r8-Lt2dUjg/s1600-h/DSC00863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153480788880699970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXeSIIskI/AAAAAAAAAv8/-r8-Lt2dUjg/s320/DSC00863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXeiIIslI/AAAAAAAAAwE/6FSwtyHp22k/s1600-h/#beh086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153480793175667282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXeiIIslI/AAAAAAAAAwE/6FSwtyHp22k/s320/%23beh086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXeyIIsmI/AAAAAAAAAwM/fePHEKIBB2c/s1600-h/#beh087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153480797470634594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXeyIIsmI/AAAAAAAAAwM/fePHEKIBB2c/s320/%23beh087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXfCIIsnI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Iz3fLPKGKdE/s1600-h/cool+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153480801765601906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXfCIIsnI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Iz3fLPKGKdE/s320/cool+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXfSIIsoI/AAAAAAAAAwc/vsT9oWk4LG4/s1600-h/cool+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153480806060569218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXfSIIsoI/AAAAAAAAAwc/vsT9oWk4LG4/s320/cool+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha thanks for always being so corny and lame and oh so hilarious with me! HAHAHA i looove our gazillion stupid jokes which dont even make sense(: and thanks for always being so FUN! WOOOOOOO suddenly i rmb all our holiday adventures! all 4 of us, wheee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyy anw after that we went back to sch for gb. where me and shiren drew(: WOW I LOVE YOUR HORSE SHIREN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then shirimmmmm(: HAHA crazily funny as usual. BUT I STILL CANNOT REALLY PLAY A PIPE. super sad lah. i can like make a squeak with it. and mdm kaur says it can take a few months to finally get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTTTTT the sec4s are like leaving in 5 months and thennnnnn shirim will be left to us! OOOH PRESSURE PRESSURE. haha nvm at least my buddybuddy SHIHUI was so..supportive!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached home and missed the most exciting part of SHOUZU! GGG. HAHAHAHA mummy's favourite part(: where goldsand caught daisy and nai-ge in bed and took a chopper and CHOPPED them! OOH WOW WOW! SO EXCITING LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;elvinnggggggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D whom jeanjiejie thinks is the most handsome guy in mediacorp! DUHHH!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay better go chiong hw now byebyeee(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-7840590295069906057?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/7840590295069906057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=7840590295069906057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7840590295069906057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7840590295069906057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/sch-ended-earrrrrrrrly-today-so-we-went.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R4TXeSIIskI/AAAAAAAAAv8/-r8-Lt2dUjg/s72-c/DSC00863.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-3209149103023158362</id><published>2008-01-08T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:02:54.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA I THINK THE CONVO ON MY TAGBOX IS THE BEST LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youallcopyme.blogspot.com!&lt;br /&gt;howcouldyouforgetmooncakeswor.blogspot.com!&lt;br /&gt;wowthisisfun.blogspot.com!&lt;br /&gt;LOLX.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;sk2ftw!.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. wheee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmy you know i was like falling asleep in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;EVERY LESSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today! DIE lahhh. chinese i still fall asleep leh! when the teacher's voice is like so high pitched. speech and drama i also fall asleep leh! zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to like, HATE french lah. not the language, but the lessons. sooooo boring! boring teacher, boring classmates. AHHH. dont know whether i shld just tahan or just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;QUIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youknow you know charmaine from church! the sec1 one in rgs. she so cute leh! she WROTE to me. :O and even found ariel to pass it to me! hahaha. so sweeeet wor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzzz. quite bored. though hilary's blog did entertain me for awhile :D HAHAAH posting batam pics :D HAHA. but nvm, as haixin and the guy from The Office says, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;imitation is the best form of flattery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha i hope i dont offend her! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyahhh i dont really have much to blog abt. ho hum. right now, weekends are really what keeps me going. reallyreally. i cant wait for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;march camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! and 10million times more for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BATAMMMMMM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!:D too bad hilary, no _____ and _____! OHWELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH YOU KNOW&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; SHOUZU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TODAY SO COOL LAH! [hahaha ohno i'm gonna become like ding and start narrating the show! HAHA] but it was really quite funny when jeanjiejie was SWOOOOONING over how handsome ELVINNG is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;wahh this elvinng really very handsome leh! from all angles also good&lt;br /&gt;looking lor! not like yusheng from some angles not nice. *silence* WAHH LOOK AT&lt;br /&gt;HIM SMILE! *swoonswoonswoon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA apparently aunty jan is swayed by his charm too! OOH WOW WOW! hahaha you know when elvinng umchiooooo, SO HANDSOME LAHHHHH. i almost spit out my 7up cos i was smiling too widely! HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think enough fangirling for now(: maths hw wheeeee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-3209149103023158362?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/3209149103023158362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=3209149103023158362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3209149103023158362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3209149103023158362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahahaha-i-think-convo-on-my-tagbox-is.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4436759530815800627</id><published>2008-01-07T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:08:04.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay short one before mum comes and STARES ME DOWN. BLACK HAWK DOWN! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was fun today! wayyyyyy too long though. but nvm it was cool(: miss leow is the best lah! helps that she used to be i/c of shirim :D and that she's a christian(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh but the countless intros are getting xiannnnn. once the homework comes i'll be whining for lame icebreakers again. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy i'm so glad i talked to sab abit abt God today(: who ever heard of starting with "DID YOU KNOW! that God loves you!:D" the response was like... *blank stare*..okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm! i'm glad i got just that bit of opportunity(: WOW God's GREAT!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convo with the bb boys all at once? BEST MAN. talking to hx suddenly got one LOLX! LOLX! CHAO FUNNY LEH. all so BHB worhsssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tianyi trying to pick girls up on 197? WOOOOOO. HAHAH my pickup line the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh got chinese intro to write :S plus havent bought ke ben yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHNO mummy's back byeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4436759530815800627?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4436759530815800627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4436759530815800627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4436759530815800627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4436759530815800627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay-short-one-before-mum-comes-and.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2215251001156256053</id><published>2008-01-05T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:37:37.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know you know i was early for cheerleading this morning! so amazing right!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i almost got the steps alr yay(: but it was really quite tiring. 3 hrs leh! luckily we did in the dance studio so i didnt stink that much(: yayyy cheerleading's fun! super time consuming, but fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, bathed and totally fell asleep. ahh so pig lor): then! i woke up at like 340. meaning i was totally late for youth lah DDDD: nowadays youth is even more precious cosssss there's SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there with jeanjiejie just in time to end worship ): haha it was quite funny cos we sat behind the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;4 bb boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that sitting in between hilary and my jeanjiejie is a noisy affair! with jeanjiejie and her chao random comments and bad lying skills, and hilary with her HEEHEE MY PURPLE PEN SO NICE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;message was cooool(: it was abt revival! and how we really need to make an effort if we dont want the revival fire to DIE :O super true lah. haha plus pastor was talking abt last year's youth camp, transformers and batammmmm :D wooo reminisce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that there was no altar call, but we prayed for each other(: i prayed with jeanjiejie first and for no reason, i just started to cry lah. i think really, even though we've been sisters my whole life, it's the first time i'm praying with her. so cool lah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayed with hilary too! haha all the bad stuff we went through this week just seemed to disappear lah(: thank you God! and tianyi prayed with us too! this week has been really quite tough for all of us hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yay because of His grace, we've all made it through!:D more refined, i might add. haha i've learnt to be more patient, kinder, more forgiving, more understanding, more loving. and most imptly, i've learnt to trust in God and just commit everything to Him(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after service hilary gave me this superduper chaoji sweet card lah! with some $5.60 ribbon or smth. HAHA. i read alrrrrrrrr almost cry! but no, i am STRONG :D haha haixin got like goosebumps when i let him read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thennnn grace's cg got a cake for her birthday! so cool!:D hahaha plus tianyi's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ai xin bian dang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [however you type it in chinese haha] of pb and j!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry grace for not being able to make you pb and j with&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; first crass service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! and i'm sorry my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OOH WOW WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; could not make it in time for your bday!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha was quite funny when we sang the birthday song to her and tianyi forced martin to eat his pb and j. and when they cut the cake and it dropped everywhere haha. plus plus nicholas the "tramper"'s present to grace! A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MEENA CUFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeahh we slacked around for quite long then me and jeanjiejie waited for the bus. and waited. and waited. and then the 4 bb boys suddenly appeared. hahaha. and then we all...talked? haha abt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..yet another beautiful misunderstanding!:O and how jeanjiejie looks like auntyyyyy! and the...fei wens(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh you know right [okay this is gonna be random!] that time in sch yihhui told me smth abt xia wen, like.. down smell. and so i thought that meant rumour! but actually it means update! i think. and she was disgusted with my level of chinese and didnt believe i took hcl):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, our convo was really quite funnyyyy. though i cant even rmb what we talked abt. thennn me and jeanjiejie finally made a longlonglong way home! while reminiscing abt batammmm(: yay i'm quite excited for june :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COUNTRY ROADDDDDDDD TAKE ME HOMMMMMMMMME~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2215251001156256053?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2215251001156256053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2215251001156256053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2215251001156256053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2215251001156256053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-know-you-know-i-was-early-for.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-573454104401517505</id><published>2008-01-04T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T00:02:23.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh quickquick post because i'm attempting to finish all my "hw" [intro/reflection stuff] by tonight and sleep as early as possible because there is cheerleading tmr at 730.GGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sch was kinda fun! hahaha absolutely looove our maths teacher ms hooooo! who tells super lot of funny stories and used to teach in SJI, where ppl would carry cars around sch and she would make ppl dance around trees(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was principal's address, which i stoned through while talking with shiren abt shouzu!:D and there was chem, which i fell asleep in while watching the movie. thankssss yihhui for blocking me:D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, napped, and then went for my first lesson of french! which i was pretty scared of :O new teacher, new class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of ppl from my old class, but sadly no laura and no natalie. but all the other french smarties are there. so i feel inferior :O plus, the teacher's pretty boring and explains everything in french as if i know what she's talking abt ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and shouzuuuuu-ed! WOW SHIREN I'M AMAZED! at your amazing performance today(: BEST. hahaha yay i'm glad i didnt miss the disfigured monk, mysterious fish, insane depressed silversand and the red bra :O HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then helped hilary with her new blog! well, yihhui helped toooo(: hahaha. but yay it was fun explaining all the stuff to hilary(: and being stupid(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;imsofunny.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;solitarybao.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;mrcharsiewpun.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;lifeislikedimsum.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;lifeislikemooncakes.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA i like the dimsum one too hilary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy i needa go sleep really soon because, i stress again, cheerleading is at 730 tmr. and it's 3 hrs long. DDDD: i will try my best not to die. byebye(: [RHYME!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow this post only took 10min(: good job diane!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-573454104401517505?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/573454104401517505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=573454104401517505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/573454104401517505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/573454104401517505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahh-shortshort-post-because-im.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6427964805296210109</id><published>2008-01-02T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:44:28.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha okay i know this is like my 3rd time posting today. heehee there's no homework! though there's like alot of other things to do..haha ohwell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh you know i forgot to mention that shiren bought me an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACE OF SPADES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; keychain from sanfrancisco! SHE IS LIKE THE CUTEST LAH! cant believe she remembered!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus today me and her finally got to talk abt shouzu! ahhhh my shouzu pardddner(: HAHA talking abt how lynn and martin are pei! and how daisy is so fat! and how nai-ge is hot tempered! and a whole lot of rubbish(: HEEHEE one of the things i missed abt sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW I MISSED SHOUZU TODAY. SO SAD OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i think tianyi is very clever(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha not in the academic way [acs ftw?! HAHA] but like..i dunno la. i just read smth he sent me, and one thing really popped out(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;sometimes. we focus our eyes on the speck of dirt. but forget about the&lt;br /&gt;gold bar that it was found on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats really what i've been doing. remembering all the things hilary and maxine did without me, didnt tell me, didnt do for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of remembering all the things we did together, all the things we talked abt, and all the things they did for me. which is ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course i cant forget graaaaaaace! hahaha dont be sad okay! no matter how sch sucks, as long as He's there and we continue focusing on Him, great things are sure to happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho hum tianyi's very clever line works here too. instead of focusing on how sucky and boring sch is, let's continue to see what opportunities God has in store for us! all those chances to reach out(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go prac piano D: but you know pastor's thanksgiving address did speak to me. even though we were taking pictures and playing marble madness(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha he said smth like, do everything as if it's the greatest thing you're doing for God. ahh smth like that anw. do it to your best cos everything you do shld be for Him(: so i shall go downstairs now and be mozart! WOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6427964805296210109?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6427964805296210109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6427964805296210109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6427964805296210109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6427964805296210109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/haha-okay-i-know-this-is-like-my-3rd.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4281084449191894631</id><published>2008-01-02T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:04:56.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was really a pretty good first day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 113ers in my class are nice, my teachers seem nice, and i stoned through all the talks. there was gb, which was squad bonding(: but today's session was really short.. haha we did introductions. even though we all knew each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;elissa: so what planet are you from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ummm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily: say earth la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: orh. earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elissa: but you dont look like leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shihui: yeah you dont look like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: DDDDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shihui: joking joking! ehh but do you know there's a city on mars, called&lt;br /&gt;BIMBO? i think she's from there leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GGG. hahaha we had some shirim stuff too. then right after gb i had to RUN off to cheerleading! which was seriously very stressful and very tiring and very scary. cos like the rest of them alr learnt the routine in the last session and i was like ??!??!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the hour, like i barely got the routine down la. and we have another 3 hr session on sat. at 730. GGG. ohmygosh i must like go and chiong and learn everything tmr! haha after today i came home soooo tired from cheerleading and fell asleep till like 745. PIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayee. today was actually one of the better first days. but at the same time it seems like one of the worst lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like for every first day, they were always there for me to complain abt my lousy teachers and sucky timetable and everything. and to talk about all that rubbish and how much we miss the hols and to...reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i mean, i have other friends, but today i really felt quite alone. and my, was it scary. all the stoning during the talks just led to alot of thinking. and at one point of time, i just felt like crying. like every other thing i looked at reminded me of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know how horrible that feeling is. like when you're missing someone but you're not even sure if it's the same with them. and they wont even talk to you. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i sure did take all that for granted. when it's gone, then you miss it like mad. i know they're not gone forever, and someday [hopefully really soon] it'll be okay la. but i dont think it'll ever be the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think regret has to be the worst feeling ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4281084449191894631?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4281084449191894631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4281084449191894631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4281084449191894631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4281084449191894631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-really-pretty-good-first-day.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-3124770828691849899</id><published>2008-01-01T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:09:48.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"HAIX."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay all those who are not hilary, you dont really have to read this okay. maxine can read too! fine, haixin too(: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hilary, even though i know it's gonna sound corny! but really, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[take a deep breath...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HILARY I AM SORRY.&lt;/span&gt; [rhyme!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reallyreally i am. i'm sorry abt all the stuff i badmouthed you about. really. i just needed to vent. but if i could take it back, i would. serious serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for saying you werent there, even though you were.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for pmsing so much and making you feel unimportant. i want you to know that you are veryveryVERY important to me okay! just as important as maxine. every single bit. so never feel inferior! cos you're NOT!&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for being super horrible and making you sad. and i'm sorry for not being able to cheer you up. i'm working on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm apologising, not cos i think im wrong, but cos you're my BEST FRIEND. and i never ever ever wanna lose you. esp over some stupid fight okay! really all the things i said in your bday post are true. maxine's one also. all true. i never lied abt it yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for one last time, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hilary tay yi hui&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;maxine grace foo&lt;/span&gt;, you are veryveryvery important to me. you 2 mean so much that i think this earth cant handle it!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleeeeease accept my thousand apologies okay!*puppy dog eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[woo i'm getting full on humble pie. if only it were my solitary bao! or a box of dimsum!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of sch tmr. eeee i'm suddenly chao nervous. but nvm there's gb tmr!:D:D:D and cheerleading! [ohmy nervous like mad] and i'm gonna have juniors! sounds like fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy needa go and sleep soonsoon! and pack my bag:O byebye! let's all pray that tmr'll be a good day and that we'll shine for Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-3124770828691849899?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/3124770828691849899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=3124770828691849899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3124770828691849899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3124770828691849899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-haixins-words-haix.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6974705486014308581</id><published>2008-01-01T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:09:12.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;happy new year&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know we're still kinda depressed.. but i have seemingly got over it! kinda anw. quite hard to completely forget it, but i'm really glad that i have defo forgiven(: cos He forgave us, we have the right to forgive others!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give it a few days, yay i'm sure it'll be fine. becausssse no matter what, [yay i have an appropriate kool tots song for this!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;He's the Lord of the sunshine, the Lord of the rain.&lt;br /&gt;He's the Lord of the good times, the Lord of the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the rest isnt so impt. anw, thanksgiving service had a song that made lots of sense too! super overplayed, quite old, but tonight it felt quite real(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hide me now&lt;br /&gt;Under your wings&lt;br /&gt;Cover me&lt;br /&gt;within your mighty hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise and thunders roar&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with you above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father you are &lt;strong&gt;king over the flood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be still and know you are God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find rest my soul&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;Know his power&lt;br /&gt;In quietness and trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, so matter what storm we're in, no matter how loud the thunder gets, we have nothing to fear cos He is near! [WOW RHYME!] yeahh we'll never lose the battle, as long as we keep our faith and trust in Him. if He is for us, who can be against us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp anw back to thanksgiving service! was pretty...interesting la(: ESP WHEN THEY PLAYED THE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;YOUTH THANKSGIVING VID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! WOW! haha suddenly all the youths were awake and cheering(: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were lots of reminiscing over this [or should i say, last] year. and it felt really nice(: though it did get abit boring and hilary and grace started playing marble madness on grace's new shaker phone. and taking pictures of themselves. and me :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did you know that grace has the makings to become a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;future lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! WOW! she is so observant(: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lots of fun while being stupid during the refreshment time. with hilary's VROOM coat, mr charsiew PUN, my solitary bao, and life being like a box of mooncakes/dimsum(: HAHAHA the convo recounted by grace, told by tianyi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;samuel: *to jonathan* eh you have insider info! what do you think of tianyi&lt;br /&gt;and grace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan: 50-50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samuel: tianyi and diane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan: higher chance than grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samuel: tianyi and maxine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan: higher chance than grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samuel: tianyi and hilary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan: no chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samuel: why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan: hilary save for cedric mah! *right in front of cedric*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA BEST LA. yeahh counting down was actually not too late this year! went around shaking everyone's hands(: heehee grace offered to carry me through the "valleys of life" and ended up playing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;titanic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;with me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyy as 2008 is here, suddenly i feel lots of hope!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay mummy's given me like 3 killer stares alr, asking me to go and sleep. haha exciting day tmr at my grandfather's graveyard! [grace: BAM! and the dirt is gone!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nighttt(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6974705486014308581?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6974705486014308581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6974705486014308581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6974705486014308581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6974705486014308581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-ho-hum-i-know-were-still.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-8600776403415552223</id><published>2007-12-31T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:20:28.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. as we all can see from hilary's emo blog post, we're both not in very good moods today. i guess we can speak for maxine too...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but luckily for us, i have the ability to make myself hyper and happy temporarily. soooo this post wont be TOO emo la. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah only when i lie in my bed later tonight then i'll start emo-ing again. but nvm, that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anw we had a "tense" breakfast with euclid. haha quite interesting la. parts of what he said really did speak to me alot.  like how the tongue that praises God and exalts His name in church, shouldnt curse and insult people. or gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh like hilary said, it just hit like BAM! and then after service and everything that happened with maxine, it was like the lesson put into immediate effect la. and it was really quite a horrible experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's smth that i HATE to face. but i know there'll be more "trials and temptations" sooo, what to do. just leave it up to Him i guess. even if it makes me seem like less of a bestfriend, i know it's the right thing to do la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the night safari with family! which was really quite fun. and full of rubbish. now we see where erjie jeanjiejie and me get our sense of humour from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;jeanjiejie: mummy why you wear flowery pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy: ya lor...match with the leopards(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*this one wasnt meant as a joke btw*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;erjie: *pretending to be the tram marshall person* and on your right side,&lt;br /&gt;you'll see some beautiful scenery. take a deep breath and smell the diesel and&lt;br /&gt;oh-so-cool air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa: and durian breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all: OHNOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah(: the trip was good la. helped me to temporarily forget abt alot of stuff. yeahh like even now, i feel all the emo-ness coming back la. quite a horrible feeling. horrible experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know a good lesson will come from it. someday. i know He's trying to teach us smth. it'll all be a good lesson someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just not today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-8600776403415552223?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/8600776403415552223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=8600776403415552223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8600776403415552223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8600776403415552223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6596076435653344398</id><published>2007-12-31T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:11:30.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! this is Hilary and i'm just blogging to get some things off my chest cos i feel like crap right now.&lt;br /&gt;tsk! today was a crappy day lah, i fought with my parents then i felt really sad, then after that i heard about maxine and i just felt even more depressed. i felt so sad for her that i cried in the middle of a japanese restaurant...i think the waitress thought i was mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i supported maxine's views, even though i knew it was wrong but then like, after talking to diane i realized that God was trying to teach us something. cos today we had breakfast with euclid and he taught us about controlling our tongues and how to minister to people and stuff. and then it was like bam! and it hit me, God was trying to teach us something.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i was expecting it but not so soon! and so yeah, i went home and then i sit at my com and talk to people. but somehow, it just dosent cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually feel more depressed. and the more depressed i get the more i think about it, and the more i think about it the more i feel like crying...sighh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cos diane was at the night safari i didnt feel like talking to anyone else so i just sat on my chair stoning, ignoring all the convo's with people (and looking like a totally insane person) as i talked to diane i felt really confused. as in, we were both really tempted to agree with maxine and it was so hard not to. it made me really frustrated ...gosh this is an emo post. but i really do feel quite depressed now...i dont think anything can really cheer me up... OK! I WILL END HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the emo post...really! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6596076435653344398?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6596076435653344398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6596076435653344398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6596076435653344398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6596076435653344398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-this-is-hilary-and-im-just.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2536376266382971571</id><published>2007-12-29T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:25:08.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha today was pretty fun(: met maxine hilary benedict martin and haixin for breakfast. hahaa i think it sounds chao odd right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i was late [again!] and found maxine and hilary at kopitiam in vivooo [haha recent memories!] haha turns out the bb boys [who were on time. yes yes expected(:] had gone to the...washroom. wahh room service ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked around for way too long, convinced maxine NOT to eat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;curry for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! and went to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr charsiew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the end. who poisoned my soya sauce chicken noodles i suspect!:O while the bb guys bought their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;congee with chopsticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. wah best la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really quite an interesting time of....fellowship?! each grp of us mostly talked like the other grp wasnt there. haha. and we attempted to clear the "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;beautiful misunderstanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" HAHA i think put the 6 of us together really quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then like the 3 of us rushed up to the movie cos we thought we were gonna be late! and got conned into thinking that the 3 bb guys werent going. hahaha when we saw them upstairs later, wahh maxine was like steaming. "&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;those bb bruffers&lt;/span&gt;!" HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alvin and the chipmunks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my my my, so cuuuuuute!the voices and outfits and all that. hahaha. PLUS. i was sitting next to hilary. and thedore was voiced by jessemccartney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put jesse mccartney and hilary together, you have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SHRIEK FEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. aiyohhh she whole movie shrieking la! haha nvm entertaining, much(: plus our stupid nachos which we only rediscovered like halfway through the movie. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;me: i'm nice looor! somemore counsel him lehhhh,"there are other girls out there..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace: there are other fishes in the sea(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah! so if you dont like seafood, maybe you shouldnt stay so near to&lt;br /&gt;the beach!" *laughs at my amazing humour(:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seah imm hawker centre with hilary whining the most! abt eating in a hawker centre. and eating the most of my food in the end. hahahaha. chao funny(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to church, suuuper early. so we slacked around awhile and then went for prayer meeting! prayer's so exciting:D then once we were done praying, me maxine juliana and joyce started talking abt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;shouzu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and elvinng! and all the plot stuff. haha suuper funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then martin benedict haixin left. which was quite sad. ahem i'll continue looking aloof(: haha 3 of them are really quite nice. and fun. though they think i look like winnie :O and talk abt me as if i cannot hear them :O but nvm, nice and fun nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;thanksgiving service&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worship was GREAT as usual(: then the j2s did their DANCE item for their mentors. hahaha xinhui and dance do not go together mannn. and bryanhooi was so cute! haha seriously la! with his smallsmall eyes and oh-so-cool gangstazz outfit. hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had sharing and then video! of stuff in 2007. meaninggggg, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BATAMMMMMMMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; AND&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;TRANSFORMERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my my, this year has simply been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SO AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i cant even say(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ohno ohno sappy moment!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyahh i mean, this year God has just done so much for me and just given me so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine hilary grace.&lt;br /&gt;manymany new friends in youth.&lt;br /&gt;a new found REAL relationship with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alotalotalotalot more(: thanksgiving is everyday, i think. everyday we just thank God for all He's given us. for all the times He's been there. for all the times He's sent friends to pick us up [ahh sounds so corny, but really it's true(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looking at the video i rmb how much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i've had this yr la! AHHH &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; flooding back mannn. hahahaha. there was a photo of me which i never knew existed :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there were batam photos of eric! hahaha &lt;s&gt;me hilary and maxine just sat there umchio-ing the whole time.&lt;/s&gt; me and maxine umchio-ed the whole time and hilary grinned like an idiot. HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo life's really great, when God's there!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay sappy moment over(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was chicken rice and "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FRUITY SHARK'S FIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!" :O:O:O yes maxine, because the church's budget just has too much to spend. hahaha. haha talked abt stupid lame stuff and maxine's everfamous FTJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended my "fun day" with an interrogation from maxine's parents. on our breakfast meeting this morning. and why the 3 of us met 3 bb boys. :O quote uncle bill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;you 3 are only sec 1. and they are sec 3 you know???&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BEST. lolx"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2536376266382971571?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2536376266382971571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2536376266382971571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2536376266382971571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2536376266382971571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/haha-today-was-pretty-fun-met-maxine.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-8923682071355873077</id><published>2007-12-27T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T17:16:02.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoosh these 2 days have been filled with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;gossip girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha my new favourite show. me and erjie have been post-christmas bonding over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really quite fun(: especially with our new best friend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tudou.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! china's version of youtube. BEST. as erjie affectionately says, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;china rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!" and with me and erjie ooh-ing over how handsome nate is(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisterly bonding over tv shows, be it greys or gossip girl, is oh so fun :D 11 eps in 2 days. do we rock or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH YOU KNOW I MISSED MY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FIRST CHEERLEADING PRAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh so pissed la! i didnt even get a call or whatever, and now it seems as if i'm so irresponsible. [which i am, but not in this case!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have to rely on jaime's amazing teacher skills to learn what i've missed. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho hum i've started abit of work...seeing how sch is starting quite soon. not really looking forward to it. but since mummy says i have to slack less, and aunty jan says we need to have a... "weaning period"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this sat to cheer me up! not to mention the alvin&amp;amp;chipmunks movie outing before that! yayy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to be good this week though, otherwise mummy wont let me go :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ccao tmr! i think i'm supposed to go. but havent ask mummy yet. diee must go and read whale rider then she'll let me i think. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm bored. and lonely. so i'll stop here. and go read now! byebye(: [you know you love me. xoxo] heehee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-8923682071355873077?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/8923682071355873077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=8923682071355873077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8923682071355873077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8923682071355873077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/whoosh-these-2-days-have-been-filled.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-7690741274757454728</id><published>2007-12-25T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:46:43.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hello &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was fantastic (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know presents aren't the main point, but giving them felt really good! seeing the smiles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hilary's super touching letter had a good point:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've thought alot about Christmas and what it means and i realised that we&lt;br /&gt;already have the greatest gift of all. God, life and friendship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;service sitting in front of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was ohmygosh super funnyyyy! with his constant "that's great!" at inappropriate times and him kicking my chair. hahaha really quite funny. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;christmas party at maxine's house for the new china ppl. haha basically spent slacking around the house(: and eating alot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;maxine: eh must take whatever ____ says with a pinch of salt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: why salt? why not sugar? eh sugar then will get diabetes. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maxine: take with a pinch of salt at everything he says means you will take&lt;br /&gt;alot of salt leh! and too much salt results in kidney failure!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: HAHAHAHAHA. my mother tell me kidney failure is the worst to have. very&lt;br /&gt;painful, very expensive, and very time consuming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maxine: moral of the story? don't talk to ____.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA mymy, the rubbish we talk about. and we can't forget my dad playing with maxine's msn! going on about PSLE and PSC. wahhh BEST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;plus! the accidental video call this morning to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :OOOOOO. imagine getting a video call from some stranger on Christmas morning, saying hello and then hearing a ultra loud scream and then she hangs up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the stupid things that happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the first time that You opened Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Did you realize that You would be my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first breath that left Your lips&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that it would &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;change this world forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To look back and think that&lt;br /&gt;This baby would one day &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that You give&lt;br /&gt;That You were born so I might really live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I celebrate the day&lt;br /&gt;That You were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;born to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I could one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pray for You to save my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-7690741274757454728?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/7690741274757454728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=7690741274757454728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7690741274757454728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7690741274757454728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-christmas-was-fantastic-i-know.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6031865527353840365</id><published>2007-12-24T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T02:44:20.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHEEEE I'M HIGH NOW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha after all the taiti with my "gangstazzzz" cousins and the super offkey karaoke and the joel going around narrating as you open your presents :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee i shall upload pics from ystd's&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STARBUCKS ANNIVERSARY!:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where i totally woke up late, had cramps and rushed all the way cos i was scared they would be waiting so long. like 2 stops from vivo, maxine smses me and tells me she and hilary just woke up. SIGHHH. i sat in vivo by myself with my packet of mamee looking like a complete loser. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26gUiIIsLI/AAAAAAAAAs0/rkEAiJgwoDk/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147227698749812914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26gUiIIsLI/AAAAAAAAAs0/rkEAiJgwoDk/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOO starbucks! green tea(: [notice the tip of whipped cream missing. sorry i couldnt resist]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26gUyIIsMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/FEYakc3FbgQ/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147227703044780226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26gUyIIsMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/FEYakc3FbgQ/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and my battle with the green tea frap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26gVCIIsNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xkhJGlMWxcY/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147227707339747538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26gVCIIsNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xkhJGlMWxcY/s320/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me trying to look...unattached to my thumb. shhh you didnt see anything [haha matthew's line!] &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147227711634714850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26gVSIIsOI/AAAAAAAAAtM/luvN75nfaTg/s320/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;with maxine's amazing photographing skills, her 100th attempt at taking a picture of me eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26gVSIIsPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/-2IUIDHLSj4/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147227711634714866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26gVSIIsPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/-2IUIDHLSj4/s320/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147231091773976834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26jaCIIsQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/l8d91uxaue8/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;maxine's infamous pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147231096068944146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26jaSIIsRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/PtL0L9-OwyA/s320/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;my best maxine imitation. haha sorry cmi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26jaiIIsSI/AAAAAAAAAts/4rCxIBXlkiE/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147231100363911458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26jaiIIsSI/AAAAAAAAAts/4rCxIBXlkiE/s320/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147231100363911474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26jaiIIsTI/AAAAAAAAAt0/cDJ01OxYkHc/s320/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;hilary's supersweet letters to us! ahem plus my thumb:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147231104658878786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26jayIIsUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/z0ab1ULHIrE/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilary doing moose(: haha you cant see her glitter glue splattered shirt from this pic. quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26l5SIIsVI/AAAAAAAAAuE/8jKls48CVvI/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147233827668144466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26l5SIIsVI/AAAAAAAAAuE/8jKls48CVvI/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147233831963111778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26l5iIIsWI/AAAAAAAAAuM/hG4YzwXcrUo/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;excitedly opening hilary's letter. nooooo i'm becoming a maxine! DDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26l6CIIsXI/AAAAAAAAAuU/YJljHlEO50Q/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147233840553046386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26l6CIIsXI/AAAAAAAAAuU/YJljHlEO50Q/s320/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147233840553046402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26l6CIIsYI/AAAAAAAAAuc/i5zqbprMTDA/s320/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;me and maxine going "awwww mygosh so sweeet!" and tearing after reading hilary's letter(: super touching la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147233844848013714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26l6SIIsZI/AAAAAAAAAuk/c7ulQ1yXojA/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;maxine triumphantly throwing the forgotten greentea frap which cost her $5.80. hehe(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26m-yIIsaI/AAAAAAAAAus/vJNKRf8Jnek/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147235021669052834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26m-yIIsaI/AAAAAAAAAus/vJNKRf8Jnek/s320/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147235021669052850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26m-yIIsbI/AAAAAAAAAu0/NyUhmvLAUx4/s320/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;camwhoring at the busstop :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26m_CIIscI/AAAAAAAAAu8/yWaqiaHO1lE/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147235025964020162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26m_CIIscI/AAAAAAAAAu8/yWaqiaHO1lE/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ohman i am slowly turning into an mg girl before i know it! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26m_CIIsdI/AAAAAAAAAvE/cxqKFqyJ63Y/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147235025964020178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26m_CIIsdI/AAAAAAAAAvE/cxqKFqyJ63Y/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147235030258987490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26m_SIIseI/AAAAAAAAAvM/9YVo27Cc_B0/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;act twitzxzxz worhs~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26nZCIIsfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/FDJ0cqlVqfM/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147235472640618994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26nZCIIsfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/FDJ0cqlVqfM/s320/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ahem. at the back somemore got adverts. not bad mannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26nZSIIsgI/AAAAAAAAAvc/4JLVhoMgu5U/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147235476935586306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26nZSIIsgI/AAAAAAAAAvc/4JLVhoMgu5U/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us twitzxz again nerhs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26nZSIIshI/AAAAAAAAAvk/YlMOBMUcBuo/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147235476935586322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26nZSIIshI/AAAAAAAAAvk/YlMOBMUcBuo/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ahem. empty bus. so cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah i'm chao sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teban was pretty fun(: helped out at the watergun stall and got wet thanks to matthew and grace "secret" alliance. whateverrrr man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stoned with xinhui ding limhui at the table. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;maxine: *insert fishtank joke* HAHA SO FUNNY RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinhui: ... i tell you funnier joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine: okay okay!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinhui: why did the fishtank crack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine: why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinhui: &lt;strong&gt;cos you looked at it&lt;/strong&gt;. *insert triumphant expression* how many&lt;br /&gt;mirrors your break alrd ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA SUPER FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped out at the styrofoam stall with kelvin benedict haixin. really quite funny. benedict and his "that's great, good job, wow!, fantastic, amazing!" SUPER FUNNY. when they only gave maxine 10sec instead of 30 and forced her to use chopsticks. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked for the rest, doing stupid things(: yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church today was fun(: rubbished in the room with tiara hilary ding and limhui for the longest time. talking abt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;elvinng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:D:D:D:D and ahem other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;service and then went out with the 4 of us plus matthew and lucas at marina. decided between pizzahut and kfc [non-budget and budget] and thanks to maxine ended up going to pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did super lot of stupid things. haha lucas is a cheapo like me(: talked a whole lot of rubbish. made the most noise. and ended up giving them like $20 worth of change. sorry weiting and raji(: chao funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh matthew and lucas are so lame. quite funny. sad i couldnt join them for whatever they did later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked home drenched in the rain. quite nice actually. christmas party was abit xian at first. but turned out to be quite fun really(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! you can see the pose i taught joel! wahh i'm proud of myself(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26rSSIIsiI/AAAAAAAAAvs/00qU-o0yM8k/s1600-h/1+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147239754723013154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26rSSIIsiI/AAAAAAAAAvs/00qU-o0yM8k/s320/1+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147239759017980466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26rSiIIsjI/AAAAAAAAAv0/PkSxWhsefpM/s320/1+177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;amazing but true!:D&lt;/p&gt;yay&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in 2 days(: i'm chao sleepy [as you can see, this blog post took a toll on my high-ness] goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6031865527353840365?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6031865527353840365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6031865527353840365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6031865527353840365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6031865527353840365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/wheeee-im-high-now-d-hahaha-after-all.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R26gUiIIsLI/AAAAAAAAAs0/rkEAiJgwoDk/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6463797013131646887</id><published>2007-12-23T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:01:32.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyy i'm feeling like so much better:D:D:D [like i said, i'm moodswingy!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially after yesterday's startbucks anniversary! and today's pi33a hut lunch! hehe(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all the babies are downstairs! and i'm really in the Christmas spiritttttttttttt:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee whee i'll upload the starbucks pics later!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got a few more cards to write, and to find tianyi's present and i'm all set for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i'm quiye highhhhhhhh, we're all watching christmas with the kranks downstairs(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINGDONG MERRILY ON HIGHHHHHHH(: woo redcrocs gabriel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay okay i wont be anti anymore so byebyeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6463797013131646887?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6463797013131646887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6463797013131646887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6463797013131646887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6463797013131646887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/heyyy-im-feeling-like-so-much-betterddd.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6342690978956671440</id><published>2007-12-22T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T00:13:03.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super happy day, super emotional night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not emo like "oh i wanna go slit my wrists..." but emotional like, alot of different emotions. and realisations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after like alotalot of thinking, i realised something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a horrible person.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a horrible hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;i'm the horrible person that people dont want around.&lt;br /&gt;cos i always say the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;and then i moodswing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;and i just start pissing people off.&lt;br /&gt;including myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even my best friends dont wanna talk to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;probably dont wanna be around me.&lt;br /&gt;and i can totally understand why.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant blame them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. all i can do is just open my heart to the Lord and let Him change me [from the inside out] i hate being 2 different people. 1 at the altar, 1 everywhere else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6342690978956671440?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6342690978956671440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6342690978956671440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6342690978956671440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6342690978956671440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/super-happy-day-super-emotional-night.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-5697501227817716876</id><published>2007-12-22T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T02:14:48.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;TEAM $4&lt;/span&gt; THE BEST LAH!:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA the outing today was alot more fun than i expected, considering JESS pangseh-ed at the last minute lah! hope you're feeling betterrrrr:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met at daiso [where samuel bought his amazing present :O] and waited chao long for the bb boys who somehow got lost! hahah then we went over to harbourfront &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;$4 foodcourt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to eat!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed there for super long while samuel and darren rubbished [which was really very funny] and samuel playing with his minxian present! and him trying to find out my name. in the end i'm just "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sister of michelle cheryl and jeanette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked back to vivo, intending to watch movie! but being the undecisive people we are, we couldnt decide whether to watch / what to watch / where to watch. hahaha. after super long [and 3 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;everlasting candycanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;] we decided to go to cathay to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took train [while still "sneaking" the candycanes] kelvin can rmb stuff from my blog! shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha horrible kelvin calling me horrible diane. and haixin who keep saying i nv smile. aiyah i smile at you 2 now lah :D :D :D :D :D :D :D can!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached and walked to cathay to watch&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NATIONAL TREASURE 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; joshuateo treated us to popcorn and drinks while jingmin went down to 7-11 to sneak ruffles in. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat between matthew and jingmin during she show cos i didnt wanna sit at the end and be anti! haha matthew:D WAH I TELL YOU THE SHOW &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CHAO EXCITING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; LEH! hahaha super cool lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we all know, i easily get over-excited abt tv/movies so try to imagine what matthew and jingmin had to go through while sitting with me :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i was like whacking &amp;amp; elbowing matthew at the exciting parts throughout the show! going, "nooooo!" or "ohnoooo!" or "ohmygoshhhhh!" or "wah so exciting man!" while pigging out on jingmin's ruffles [sorry!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennn towards the end i started elbowing jingmin too! so like at the climax of the show, the 3 of us morons were elbowing each other like mad. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to yoshinoya for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hi WEITING, i'm waiting too!:D:D:D:D &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH I'M SO FUNNY. thanks matthew for finishing up my food haha(: and thanks jingmin for queuing for me. and thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;WEITING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for waiting. HAHA(: [sorry i cant get over my joke:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennn amelia felt kinda sick [i think] so haixin and kelvin sent her home while me jingmin matthew and bradley continued walking around doing stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like playing with the massager in action city, matthew and bradley playing "racecar" and singing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HEYHEYYOUYOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the middle of marks and spencers, and matthew trying to poke me through my brace! like some mario game lah, somemore got life one :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the arcade while matthew played some weird house of the dead game :O and the 3 of them race car-ed. and i watched(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i totally suckkkkkkkkk at racing lah! i cant even play auto properly and the 3 of them manual is like WAHHHHH. esp bradley! still can drift like in tokyo drift :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few rounds we all left to go home. HAHA jingmin was telling me some super funny story abt his anorexic fat teacher until i took the wrong escalator in the station!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so anw, the outing was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; yeah!:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, back to my presents before i rest my head to sleep. because tmr is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;teban block party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, forgot to mention that i met maxine and tiara before $4 outing. with maxine looking like a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPLETE TWITZXZXZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [no joke] and me and tiara's foodhunt in the foodcourt!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-5697501227817716876?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/5697501227817716876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=5697501227817716876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5697501227817716876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5697501227817716876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/team-4-best-lahdddd-haha-outing-today_22.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-8427279728847193043</id><published>2007-12-20T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T14:34:21.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>erjie's ballet concert ystd was sooooooooo good! wahh she was so graceful and cool lah! seriously i enjoyed it ALOT(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to miss shouzu for ittttttttttttttttttttt! AHHHH THE HORROR. sniffsniff i missed the proposal! DING I WANNA WATCH YOUR MOBTV. ohman channel8 serials are driving me CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman mummy had been nagging me like MAD lah.. to read that stupid lit book. and to stop talking so late in the &lt;s&gt;night&lt;/s&gt; morning. aiyahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo grp outing tmr with team$4! quite looking forward to it(: haha hope it's fun loooor. plusplus sat we have extended worship followed by tg christmas party!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of worship, ystd night before i did my qt, i had a smallsmall time of "worship" to be honest, it waas really quite cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like without any music or whatever, i just sang [of course i was alone in the room] you could probably imagine how weird/bad it sounded, but nvm(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh i hate insecurities [haha not consequences!] suckssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna cut my hair today! yay! [hopefully it doesnt suck :O]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-8427279728847193043?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/8427279728847193043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=8427279728847193043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8427279728847193043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8427279728847193043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/erjies-ballet-concert-ystd-was.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6942377020164022697</id><published>2007-12-17T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:43:00.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SHOUZU 2&lt;/span&gt; TONIGHT! WOOOOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i think i just realised how much i've missed that show :O THANKS DING! hahaha her blog is the best lahh(: yay i am so glad that i have people around me who have the same passion for KINSHIP. considering it's a channel 8 show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha you have no idea how much i was screaming/shrieking with jeanjiejie last night while watching the star awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOO ohman i screamed when the korean guy came up, i screamed when 5566 came up, i screamed when NAI-GE won, i screamed when yusheng won and the loudest scream came when i saw&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELVIN NG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KONGLONG FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i spent my night &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;fangirling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over shouzu:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you see why i'm so excited hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm the horriblest student everrrr lah. talked with hilary and maxine till like 2 last night and got scolded by my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up at like 1030 this morning to find out that i was supposed to have piano lesson :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had to postpone it. plus i forgot to return my teacher her cd, and i forgot to tell my mum that fees were due, and i didnt finish my theory homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so horrible):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, i have like super alot of christmas things to do! and maxine's alrd ahead! :O hahaha i keep procrastinatinggggggg. and i have still have alot to write and deco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh so cool erjie's gonna go to victoria theatre to prac for ballet concert! SO COOL! haha her concert's on the 19th and tics are selling fasssssst man. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelvin, must go! i know you see this and refuse to tag. horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presents why cant you write yourself):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6942377020164022697?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6942377020164022697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6942377020164022697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6942377020164022697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6942377020164022697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/shouzu-2-tonight-wooooo-d-hahaha-i.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-5221885491215382959</id><published>2007-12-16T18:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:53:33.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ystd was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;CLASS OUTING&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nana's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha was suuuuper fun lah(: met maxine and hilary at cold storage first to buy snacks! then we were waiting around for joyce to come and then i get a call from her. and she's like, hold on ah... then i hear joshua's voice :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hello? diane ah. hi we're in cold storage also. okay you wanna play hide and&lt;br /&gt;seek? you guys go and hide now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. so me hilary and maxine run all around cold storage hiding from joyce and joshua and it's suuuuuuuuuuper funny! with maxine ducking from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;atomic bomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :O HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to nana's house [having to listen to maxine's jokes on the way D:] and ate pizza! talked a whole lot of rubbish and made floats:D haha brings back "memories" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2UhFCIIrrI/AAAAAAAAAo0/f0uzY3EJ3rM/s1600-h/cool+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144554519694716594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2UhFCIIrrI/AAAAAAAAAo0/f0uzY3EJ3rM/s320/cool+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144554528284651202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2UhFiIIrsI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-chqvDViXVY/s320/cool+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;[haha sorry maxine my camera shiver with fear]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10 things i hate abt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: ohman i loooove that movie lah! super old, super sweet(: haha then all the romantic parts when i'm trying to have a "moment", HILARY in my ear "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HERGH HERGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UN LOMANTIC PREASE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha sharing was really cool too!:D ohmannnnnn i'm gonna miss our class. haha i suddenly feel mgs-y and wanna do dedications :O:O:O nvm another day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nana was nice enough to bring me alllll the way to suntec for the twins' birthday! haha and we finally found lester after our adventure.. haha i think lester was like chao shocked to see my friend wasnt..13. and was super chio. HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we camwhored like super alot! and took stupid vids also! haha our mentors are DA BOMB! serious! haha go check out grace's blog! seriously you wanna see it:D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; grace and maxine came late so me and hilary stayed in the youth room the whole morning! hahaha did alot of stupid things [including hilary's holiday hw, thanks to jie en!] they were all learning guit and it was quite funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnnn we all went for 2nd service. and i was chao sleepy. feel so bad mannnn. but yeah the message was cool! according to hilary, "pretty good, pretty good" HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the 4 of us went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ikea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D:D:D christmas shopping:D:D:D [pardon the many smileys, i'm high(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah got pictures! and more on grace's blog! haha she lazy to send. and i dont blame her, we have like a gazillion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VIsyIIrtI/AAAAAAAAApE/lm0qiPQbqj8/s1600-h/cool+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144598083547999954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VIsyIIrtI/AAAAAAAAApE/lm0qiPQbqj8/s320/cool+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ohmygoshhh this shot was chao funny! impromptu grace wanted to be extravagant and the angmoh walked into the shot. HAHA check out his expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VItCIIruI/AAAAAAAAApM/I03UDnoC86g/s1600-h/cool+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144598087842967266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VItCIIruI/AAAAAAAAApM/I03UDnoC86g/s320/cool+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; maxine why you so scared! [i think i can answer heh heh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VItSIIrvI/AAAAAAAAApU/rxAfTkUSG7o/s1600-h/cool+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144598092137934578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VItSIIrvI/AAAAAAAAApU/rxAfTkUSG7o/s320/cool+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she take my cam and camwhore :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VItiIIrwI/AAAAAAAAApc/pGfkAlIiA8c/s1600-h/cool+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144598096432901890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VItiIIrwI/AAAAAAAAApc/pGfkAlIiA8c/s320/cool+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this fat ahpeh sporting cedric's waterpolo shirt!HAHAHA me and maxine were laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VItyIIrxI/AAAAAAAAApk/0dVeSUk_siU/s1600-h/cool+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144598100727869202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VItyIIrxI/AAAAAAAAApk/0dVeSUk_siU/s320/cool+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;maxine looking chao excited abt christmas!fondling the little toy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VKtyIIryI/AAAAAAAAAps/DJjflflDItA/s1600-h/cool+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144600299751124770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VKtyIIryI/AAAAAAAAAps/DJjflflDItA/s320/cool+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her eye's just as big as the fish's. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VKuCIIrzI/AAAAAAAAAp0/DeE3RX2wMEo/s1600-h/cool+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144600304046092082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VKuCIIrzI/AAAAAAAAAp0/DeE3RX2wMEo/s320/cool+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cam war! [haha rachel!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VKuSIIr0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/siNUlKZTuBc/s1600-h/cool+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144600308341059394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VKuSIIr0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/siNUlKZTuBc/s320/cool+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha we were all high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VKuiIIr1I/AAAAAAAAAqE/YwRUhE64nlU/s1600-h/cool+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144600312636026706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VKuiIIr1I/AAAAAAAAAqE/YwRUhE64nlU/s320/cool+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; maxine attempting to look horrified/depressed. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VKuyIIr2I/AAAAAAAAAqM/ngGmP1svmt4/s1600-h/cool+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144600316930994018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VKuyIIr2I/AAAAAAAAAqM/ngGmP1svmt4/s320/cool+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;moose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VNVSIIr3I/AAAAAAAAAqU/u0T8-L-jpWE/s1600-h/cool+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144603177379213170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VNVSIIr3I/AAAAAAAAAqU/u0T8-L-jpWE/s320/cool+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VNViIIr4I/AAAAAAAAAqc/s6zUqkPUNT0/s1600-h/cool+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144603181674180482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VNViIIr4I/AAAAAAAAAqc/s6zUqkPUNT0/s320/cool+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA pantene hair againnnnn:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VNVyIIr5I/AAAAAAAAAqk/0_7-WuYFpv0/s1600-h/cool+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144603185969147794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VNVyIIr5I/AAAAAAAAAqk/0_7-WuYFpv0/s320/cool+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i think maxine was dancing for hilary :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VNWSIIr6I/AAAAAAAAAqs/93041MHxeXk/s1600-h/cool+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144603194559082402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VNWSIIr6I/AAAAAAAAAqs/93041MHxeXk/s320/cool+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; emooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VNWiIIr7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/wEz6tsSGEkU/s1600-h/cool+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144603198854049714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VNWiIIr7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/wEz6tsSGEkU/s320/cool+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144604964085608386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VO9SIIr8I/AAAAAAAAAq8/GIuAuXnXNIQ/s320/cool+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;chocolate mousSe! HAHA maxine's amazing story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144604976970510290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VO-CIIr9I/AAAAAAAAArE/shCj_ladBlo/s320/cool+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;kissing the frog so he'll turn into mr potato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144604981265477602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VO-SIIr-I/AAAAAAAAArM/10beuMR8w7o/s320/cool+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144604989855412210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VO-yIIr_I/AAAAAAAAArU/MhtVR5HlnA8/s320/cool+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAHA both of them being childishhhhhh! toy fight hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144604994150379522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VO_CIIsAI/AAAAAAAAArc/SQxoPguRx7w/s320/cool+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;maxine and her... "dance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144606840986316818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VQqiIIsBI/AAAAAAAAArk/oj9L_h8nHNM/s320/cool+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144606862461153314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VQryIIsCI/AAAAAAAAArs/xVoGGQakScA/s320/cool+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144606866756120626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VQsCIIsDI/AAAAAAAAAr0/b114UChPEas/s320/cool+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yugo!!!! hahaha and maxine doing her toiletbowl shot in the background!HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144606883935989826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VQtCIIsEI/AAAAAAAAAr8/E5SUeDhCfgg/s320/cool+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144606888230957138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VQtSIIsFI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5bYLanXKp0k/s320/cool+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt; haha this pic is coooooool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VTmiIIsGI/AAAAAAAAAsM/FmKjTrFuK0Y/s1600-h/cool+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144610070801723490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VTmiIIsGI/AAAAAAAAAsM/FmKjTrFuK0Y/s320/cool+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144610079391658098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VTnCIIsHI/AAAAAAAAAsU/74-qfKWAKtg/s320/cool+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;maxine in the mirror! MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VTnSIIsII/AAAAAAAAAsc/o8ltgV7wNLU/s1600-h/cool+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144610083686625410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VTnSIIsII/AAAAAAAAAsc/o8ltgV7wNLU/s320/cool+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ohmygoshhhh the super cute princess pink room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VTnyIIsJI/AAAAAAAAAsk/2HcuNRvl0QY/s1600-h/cool+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144610092276560018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VTnyIIsJI/AAAAAAAAAsk/2HcuNRvl0QY/s320/cool+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahaha hilary on the roscoe bed:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VToSIIsKI/AAAAAAAAAss/nluvOinNCCU/s1600-h/cool+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144610100866494626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2VToSIIsKI/AAAAAAAAAss/nluvOinNCCU/s320/cool+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SO CUTE. haha actually i'm surprised how much hilary looks like me :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh i got ALL my christmas shopping! yes, ALL. hahaha i'm like chao happy lahhhh. ikea rocksssss(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, i just have to write. alot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wrote about me having a pencil in my lunchbox sitting on the swing with my dog&lt;br /&gt;somewhere on the ground and then my pencil fell down and killed my dog it was a&lt;br /&gt;terrible accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahaha hilary's p4 compo.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DA BOMB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-5221885491215382959?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/5221885491215382959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=5221885491215382959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5221885491215382959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5221885491215382959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/ystd-was-class-outingd-at-nanas-house.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R2UhFCIIrrI/AAAAAAAAAo0/f0uzY3EJ3rM/s72-c/cool+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2908508765529070933</id><published>2007-12-14T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T21:34:25.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOO&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; TRANSFORMERS&lt;/span&gt; PWNZZZZZZZZZZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha like seriously lah! it was just so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! life changing? DEFINITELY! haha God's presence and his calling and his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FIRE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;was just so evident! haha i'm speechless(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, not really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmybeh &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;team $4&lt;/span&gt; ROCKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! we're "da bomb" lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i know my team probably doesnt like me very much/thinks i'm anti-social/ thinks i dont like our team. BUT! ohman i love that grp of people so much i cant even say it!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha like it started out so UMMMM... like we all didnt know what to say to each other [other than JESS! our FANTASTIC TL!] and we were all trying hard to be enthu(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but like by the 2nd day [sentosaaaaaaaaaaa!] i think our team was pretty GREAT(: haha we even got our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WONDERFUL cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from samuel&amp;amp;darren!HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah there are like so many things to say that i dunno what to say! but yeahhh like every single person in my grp is so funny!(: HAHA i shall list! and do shortshort dedications [cannot compare to amelia man!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;jess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [TL] - YOU DA BOMB! haha yeah you were totally great as team $4 TL! thanks for being so enthu and bonding the grp together like GLUE!(: and thanks for praying with me countless times(: you've been a great encouragement! looking forward to cg next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;darren!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [ATL] - hey thanks for making an effort and talking to me abit(: haha your dance shirt is cool(: and your slippers too!:D thanks for your ultimate lameness and cheering the team up!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;samuel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - haha didnt really talk to you much [and i doubt you'll be reading this!] but yeah you were super funny! with all your jokes [that you thought i didnt hear!] yeahh thanks for coming up with the funniest cheer(: you 're TALL, and i'm still growing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;amelia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - heyo BIMBOOO(: you and azalea's camwhoring pwnzx! yeah thanks for being so chatty and getting to know the whole grp! and you're like anorexic lah! EAT MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;azalea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - hello! haha your encouragement card was quite uplifting! [even though you were totally lying lah! hahaha] yeah super glad that you came and joined us! come next yr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;daphne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - hi your braces are chao cool(: thanks for smiling so much! haha wish i got to know you better! come next yrrrr(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - haha your act cute pic is super funny! haha hope being a prefect is coool! haha go and book maxine more!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;jannelle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - hey glad i got to know you more this camp! haha thanks for being my pardddner! hope you enjoyed camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;jingmin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - jingaling! thanks for all the flowerssssss! haha yeah your thoughts are the best right! hahaha glad i got to know you like alot better this camp! i realised i've known you since i was like, 5! but i nv talk to you before! haha yeahh cg next yr's gonna be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bradley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - haha your straw hearts rockkk(: talk more okay! haha woo cg next year(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;matthew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - SILENCE I KILL YOU! hahaha you were like super high during camp lah! and i think you make a good beacon floating in the sea with your orange pants! yeah thanks for praying with me(: haha good luck with your pink hand mannn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;lucas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - haha please ignore my encouragement card which was full of rubbish! haha you rock cos you took the yellow popsicle for me(: haha you are so lame so you shld talk more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;haixin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - haha you were how mean to me at first lahhh! but nvm, glad i got to know you better and you were...nice to me(: hope you enjoyed camp and come to youth lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;kelvin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - thankssssss for carrying my bag! haha i appreciate it lah(: and i know you all like my sisters better, but nvm(: hahaha. bb boys are strong right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA it's like we didnt seem bonded, but i think in our own way, we were! like as a team we had lots of fun! [even if they were all slapping each other HAHA] team $4 was seriously super fun lah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last night was &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$!@$%^@#$"&gt;!@#$!@$%^@#$&lt;/a&gt;!^@#&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER FUNNY AND FULL OF RUBBISH&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; taiti with estella deanna ding limhui hilary and maxine! HAHA MAXINE's TAITI SKILLS PWNZXZXZXX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HILARY ROCKSSSSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with her step of faith in worship leading!:D:D and her pantene hair! and her LUBB LUB LUB! and and PIAK!:D OHMAN YOU ROCK:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and star wars monopoly was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HILARIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; maxine's counter being eric proposing! and her "the answer is yes!" HAHA until we realised that it was actually some weapon but it broke! and she was like rubbing his head for good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and estella was in jail for like the longest time! HAHA when she was 2nd last and thought she was first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then like maxine's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ERICSOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; counter landed in jail with estella's counter and we were like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;maxine! your eric dont want you alrd! he visiting estella's one in jail&lt;br /&gt;leh!&lt;/blockquote&gt;then she was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;eric! how can you betray me! i dont want you anymore! how can you visit zena&lt;br /&gt;warrior!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then suddenly estella realised that it wsnt her counter! HAHA and we were moving the wrong one all along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMAN the most interesting game of monopoly everrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we played indian poker and alot of stupid stuff! stayed up till 530am just to fall asleep again. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw! i've been doing this post for like, eternity lah! haha i'm easily distracted(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cannot forget to give ALL the glory to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; God!&lt;/span&gt; for just touching my heart so much, and giving me so many people to pray and encourage me(: and for just speaking so much to me and giving me the courage and boldness to do stuff, like pray for others(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PASTOR DANIEL CHUA, CORNERSTONE CHURCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [hahaha matthew must find picture!] haha he'll google and find this(: yeah his messages were really interesting and more importantly, very applicable(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah all the angels celebrate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;grace's salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay this post is chao long. and grace is self bonding. and maxine is talking to herself on my phone. and hilary is still carwashing! HAHAHA. who grp $4 mass convo is insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YEAH I LOVE GOD SUPER ALOT!:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2908508765529070933?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2908508765529070933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2908508765529070933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2908508765529070933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2908508765529070933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/woooooooooo-transformers-pwnzzzzzzzzzz.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-7630432645286386670</id><published>2007-12-09T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:59:26.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YOUTH CAMP&lt;/span&gt; TOMORROW!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore my other post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehh i'm suddenly excited for youth camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[haha i'm moodswingy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;transformed by the transformer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo it's gonna be fun and life changing [i hope!(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, if i'm online dont bother talking to me cos you'll just be talking to my mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, packing awaits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye peeps!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-7630432645286386670?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/7630432645286386670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=7630432645286386670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7630432645286386670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7630432645286386670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-fevers-back.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2525354207555104188</id><published>2007-12-07T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T15:58:49.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's this barrier, preventing me from getting to my GOD.&lt;br /&gt;this barrier of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;like ALOT of them.&lt;br /&gt;i need it to be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD, i need it to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i fall into thie "pit" of emotions,&lt;br /&gt;i feel myself drifting further and further away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD, take it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me to keep focus.&lt;br /&gt;focused on You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU are the one who's eternal.&lt;br /&gt;YOU are the one with unfailing love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to turn away&lt;br /&gt;from all these little things keeping me from You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to return to your embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring me back.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You called my name&lt;br /&gt;Reached out Your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Restored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my life&lt;br /&gt;And I was redeemed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment You entered my life&lt;br /&gt;Amazing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Christ gave that day&lt;br /&gt;My life was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went from my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Fell the weight of my sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am&lt;br /&gt;I reach out for Your hand&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that changed a second&lt;br /&gt;chance I've gained&lt;br /&gt;On You I throw my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Casting &lt;u&gt;all my fears&lt;/u&gt; aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could greater love than this&lt;br /&gt;Ever possibly exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consume my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;As I rest in You&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in love with a Saviour&lt;br /&gt;Bearing the marks of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;His love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait upon You now&lt;br /&gt;With my hands released to You&lt;br /&gt;Where a little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s enough&lt;br /&gt;To see mountains lift and move&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I wait upon You now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dedicated to Your will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this love that will remain&lt;br /&gt;A love that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; never fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2525354207555104188?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2525354207555104188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2525354207555104188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2525354207555104188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2525354207555104188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/theres-this-barrier-preventing-me-from.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-7336477769439526597</id><published>2007-12-06T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:23:01.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HEEHEE TODAY WAS &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet jess hilary maxine and tianyi [and grace at church!] to buy supplies for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ENCOURAGEMENT BOARDS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but mummy decided i shld see a doctor first): which was the more logical [and less fun] thing to do i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so i waited chao long at the polyclinic and then met them after they shopped! so qiao our buses reached at the same time and only tianyi saw me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just continued walking behind them for abt half a min while they were all still chattering nonstop [me and tianyi trying not to laugh]. until they suddenly turned round and both maxine and hilary shrieked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HIIIII!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retardeddddddddd. haha then we went to hwanam [WOW MAXINE SO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EXCITING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT!] and ate our&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yangchowfriedrice&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and back to church to do encouragement boardsssssssssss:D hahaha i personally had alot of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cos we were doing and talking like so much rubbish ahahaha. and the boards turned out quite well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plain, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;NICE&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; hahahaha then we slacked aournd for a long time. i think cos none of us wanted to go back [cept grace :I] and we "helped" hilary with her wling! haha cos her prac's tmr. at least i helped!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like we had to find scores on jess' comp that hilary recognised. which was like zeroooo. haha i had to like sing every single song to her to see if she recognised! but hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT'S WHAT &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FLIENDS&lt;/span&gt; ARE FORRRRRRRRRR ~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like if it was some other person, i'll be like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$#$%"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!@#$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;^@#!&lt;/span&gt; CANNOT DO YOURSELF MEH!&lt;/blockquote&gt;but cos it's my&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; hilaryyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, hahaha i dont mind!:D she bu de to scold her. hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we watched ryan&amp;amp;ben's worship prac! which was reallly quite funny. HAHAHA. with the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;KING OF EEEEEEEEE, F# F#MINORRRRRRRRRR! SNARE ON THE JESUS AT THE SAME TIME AS THE CRASH!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH yup that was basically it! me and maxine talked like ALOT on the way home. hahaha anticipating for &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;youthcamppppppppppppp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which i am suddenly very hyped about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEE! HEEHEEHEEEEEE! *PIAKPIAK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, if i could just bring myself to excite over my piano :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-7336477769439526597?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/7336477769439526597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=7336477769439526597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7336477769439526597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7336477769439526597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/heehee-today-was-cool-d-was-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4786698477251837650</id><published>2007-12-05T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:35:18.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cough cough.&lt;br /&gt;sniff sniff.&lt;br /&gt;screams in head and not aloud cos it hurts to even talk.&lt;br /&gt;and then, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept sooo much ystd afternoon that i couldnt fall asleep till 330. with icepacks at my neck. and i woke up feeling soooooo horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;loads loads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; better:D i think the fever's gone thank God! throat still hurts but nvm at least i dont feel like dying(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughhh i hate being emo. esp when you're sick! it suckssssssssss. it's like i want to cry, but when i try i just end up falling asleep. emo-ing is stupid lah. like whateverrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh i missed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;shirim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as in both "pon" and miss as in thinking abourit! HAHA. but yay now my fever is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHNO i just realised i'll be missing next week also cos of youthcamp! AHHHHH OHMAN! i feel CHAO BAD okayyy!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i heart shirim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a convo with hilary and tianyi is smth. having one with hilary tianyi and MAXINE is another. it's like&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; crazy mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lah! and chao &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HILARIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [hilariously beh! HAHA] those 3 are just xiao! wooooo they ROCKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preesh maxine live in bungrow and still dare to say she cant do anything abourit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEHEE(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4786698477251837650?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4786698477251837650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4786698477251837650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4786698477251837650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4786698477251837650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/cough-cough.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-5907909634508331638</id><published>2007-12-04T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:16:33.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohman. i think i'm even sicker now then right after koolcamp. sorethroat, fever, body ache, headache, blocked nose, cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's shirim tmr!  and youthcamp thingy maybe on thursday! and piano/church thing or friday!D: and a sleepover sometime this week or smth! mannn i hope i get well by then. otherwise cannot go youth camp! DDDDDDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dajie went back today)))))))))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha we were all halfasleep at the airport.but it was quite funny after we all got food! took like agazillion photos at the gate(: HAHA chao stupid. i shall upload laterrr [means dont expect it so soon(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohnoooooooo i'm gonna miss dajie! but at least i can see her on facebook![which i just created ystd(:] NOO TIANYI I'M NOT CREATING FRIENDSTER! [for now(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA ohmygoshhhhhhhhhh tianyi chao lame lah! playing with his webcam HAHA(: "dramatically cool" YEAH RIGHT! hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmannnnnnn i feel sososososososoooooooo horrible now i think i can cry. boohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm gonna like drink chicken soup and go to sleeeeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long, farewell~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-5907909634508331638?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/5907909634508331638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=5907909634508331638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5907909634508331638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/5907909634508331638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/ohman.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-6208702156192879872</id><published>2007-12-01T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T00:35:12.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooooooo today was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;FUN!&lt;/span&gt; with the rest of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;GS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: HAHA of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhh met them at pizza hut [for oldtime sake's according to maxine :O] and it was chao retarded as usual! haha i shall quote grace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"crapped like usual and had alot of laughs and found out abt cg's and that&lt;br /&gt;maxine has two "holes" above her ___ -.- right.." &lt;/blockquote&gt;HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for just ruining my mood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whatever plsss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw! then we went to the arcade, wanting to take &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;neos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but the machine is gone DDDDD: so grace and hilary played the dance machine thing! HAHA while i went to the toilet to "do something abourit!" actually i just needed to pee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to spotlight! yayyy now there are pics!:D taken from grace's blog(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1F96ePVa9I/AAAAAAAAAms/ocqmejV3o8c/s1600-R/DSC00882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139027093309713362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1F96ePVa9I/AAAAAAAAAms/hZD_I-4A_ag/s320/DSC00882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139027097604680674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1F96uPVa-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/9NIao0I5owE/s320/DSC00884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha me and grace acting cute in spotlight! the headbands were so cool lah! but there were only 2 left): we went to gelare [which grace cant pronounce HAHA] and took stupid pics!:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GBzuPVa_I/AAAAAAAAAm8/2HgohjoA6Wg/s1600-R/DSC00862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139031375392107506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GBzuPVa_I/AAAAAAAAAm8/-GBKUs0xaOI/s320/DSC00862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yuckssss they all look nice except me!D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GBz-PVbAI/AAAAAAAAAnE/zq3bvd1fmJ0/s1600-R/DSC00863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139031379687074818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GBz-PVbAI/AAAAAAAAAnE/NTGklD_wgl8/s320/DSC00863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; grace, a &lt;u&gt;twitzxzx at heart!&lt;/u&gt; [all you need is maxine's stripes :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GBz-PVbBI/AAAAAAAAAnM/1Bc9ovTaOao/s1600-R/DSC00874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139031379687074834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GBz-PVbBI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Wvdsf1_1cGQ/s320/DSC00874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hilary, managing to look un-gross even when caught offguard. mannnn why cant i ever do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GBz-PVbCI/AAAAAAAAAnU/HzJaI46tF2g/s1600-R/DSC00881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139031379687074850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GBz-PVbCI/AAAAAAAAAnU/KzU9GFyNHrM/s320/DSC00881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; maxine, acting...sad? either that or shy? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup then after that we took train to harbourfront! and while waiting at the station, maxine showed us the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;PUNGGOL WAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! which is OHMYBEH so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY WE WENT &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TRAIN RUNNING&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is sooooooo rubbish but sooooooooo fun! and exhilarating! RIGHT GRACE!:D hahaha ecerytime we got into the carriage [panting] all the ppl would be staring at us(: but HAHA we took stupid pics while at the station and in the train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GC_OPVbDI/AAAAAAAAAnc/aTZmkPw-CsY/s1600-R/DSC00887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139032672472230962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GC_OPVbDI/AAAAAAAAAnc/OunZoCy6mdU/s320/DSC00887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my lian face! which is &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$"&gt;!@#$&lt;/a&gt; GROSS. haha hilary looks cool(: and you can see maxine's twitzxzx stripes! HAHA they're nice lahh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GC_ePVbEI/AAAAAAAAAnk/5S0oHnrvElk/s1600-R/DSC00893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139032676767198274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GC_ePVbEI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Gq-dvNI2fjg/s320/DSC00893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us photowhoring at the station!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GC_ePVbFI/AAAAAAAAAns/-dyevKyYAQM/s1600-R/DSC00897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139032676767198290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GC_ePVbFI/AAAAAAAAAns/oLPePlOphus/s320/DSC00897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hilary, being lame. and me, trying to imitate her hyperness and ending up looking like a moron:D HAHA ohmannnnnnn my thighs are FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GC_ePVbGI/AAAAAAAAAn0/SZGuMSnEy2I/s1600-R/DSC00898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139032676767198306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GC_ePVbGI/AAAAAAAAAn0/irF3Qy3gCtk/s320/DSC00898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; maxine and grace doing twit/spas/retard face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GC_uPVbHI/AAAAAAAAAn8/nB0vm3guK8s/s1600-R/DSC00899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139032681062165618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GC_uPVbHI/AAAAAAAAAn8/3KXN7s-Sw5k/s320/DSC00899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; till i tell them that there's a heart above their heads! so they continue being stupid with the heart!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GD7OPVbII/AAAAAAAAAoE/CsxSF1gok84/s1600-R/DSC00902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139033703264382082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GD7OPVbII/AAAAAAAAAoE/oP56rYxsoPg/s320/DSC00902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photowhoring again!:O GRACE are we becoming lians/maxine?! WE'RE STOOPING TO THEIR LEVEL!:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooo we went to vivo and shopped abit, though the only thing we got was grace's cool candy corduroy drink and her candy empire gummies!(: me and hilary attempted to go to pooh and bear but we got lost :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we got on the bus and went to church! we were being chao noisy as usual:D and! maxine showed us her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;GEYLANG WAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [related to punggol wave(:] the wave is CHAO STUPID okayyyyyy! and this is in the middle of a public bus, keep in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GHvePVbNI/AAAAAAAAAos/lTGB_J7NPvI/s1600-R/DSC00904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139037899447430354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GHvePVbNI/AAAAAAAAAos/C3yDbDXc7zM/s320/DSC00904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139033703264382098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GD7OPVbJI/AAAAAAAAAoM/OBTwlQ5wQ-4/s320/DSC00903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139033711854316738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1GD7uPVbMI/AAAAAAAAAok/Pqj5z8oYlaw/s320/DSC00905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT SEDUCTIVE PLSSSSS!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;service today was gooooooooooood!:DDDD God's presence was just sooo strong(: andand. there was like an internal conflict with me and some issue. and today's service just cut straight through. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Your will above all else&lt;br /&gt;still my purpose remains&lt;br /&gt;the art of losing&lt;br /&gt;myself&lt;br /&gt;in bringing Your praise &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;these words took on like a WHOLE NEW meaning(: plus ben was leading! which was fun(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;message on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;revival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today was reeeeally good(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;REVIVAL STARTS FROM YOU!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; is what i wrote in my notes(: yessss i really wanna make a difference. and i'm gonna start from me! which is gonna be soooooo hard. but yesssss &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;nothing nothing absolutely nothing, nothing is too difficult for Thee!~~~&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;altar call after that was good tooooooo(: haha just dwelling in His presence alone was enough to make me happy. like i couldnt stop smiling, knowing i was forgiven and repentant and filled with the HS!:DDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahaha suipoon was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SUAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today! wahhh some more wear black leh! plusss, he had the whole &lt;strong&gt;BREAK FREE&lt;/strong&gt; lights thing going on, which maxine made a stupid dance with! like doing flashing actions all around her. HAHAHA retardddddddddd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;met erjie and dajie at plaza sing [again!] and we had saybon and chippy's for dinner! walked around some pasarmalam [where's maxine when you need her] and then took train home(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yayyy today was fun! spent with some of my favourite people :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wanna change blog add and skin! but i'm such a procrastinatorrrrrrrrr, it's gonna take so long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Procrastinators: Leaders of Tomorrow.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA from ben's shirt(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-6208702156192879872?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/6208702156192879872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=6208702156192879872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6208702156192879872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/6208702156192879872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/12/wooooooo-today-was-fun-with-rest-of-gs_01.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/R1F96ePVa9I/AAAAAAAAAms/hZD_I-4A_ag/s72-c/DSC00882.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4465795721187184938</id><published>2007-11-29T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T13:23:04.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohman i really have to stop listening to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;way back into love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. if only it wasnt such a nice song. in tianyi's words, "so nostalgic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i miss them): and i'm looking forward to youth camp abit less now. i'm really scared abt the cg thing. i'm scared my cg wont be fun): then camp wont be fun. and i reallyreally want to enjoy youthcamp(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convo with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hilary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tianyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ystd was quite funny. some parts at least(: heard they were talking abt&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;coolstuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while i was playing some retard game. haha then we started being stupid(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;(9:35 PM) tianyi*: psst psst, you know uncle choh san is married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9:35 PM) whoooo!! smart p: OMGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9:35 PM) tianyi*: psst psst huh! are you serious! i thought he was with aunty mary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9:36 PM) tianyi*: psst psst, why ah all the p6s stand at the back with hands in pockets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9:36 PM) tianyi*: psst psst i think its some secret alliance leh! i want to join!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9:36 PM) whoooo!! smart p: psst psst but then who are heidis parents???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9:36 PM) tianyi*: aunty mary&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(9:36 PM) [dingdong!]: she only has 1 parent?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9:36 PM) [dingdong!]: OHMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA then we were talking abit abt camp and stuff. hilary and tianyi, haha not the combo you would imagine(: but both of them are really quite funny(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made plans to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;gameplan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this weekend cos it seems like me and tianyi are the only ones who havent watched the show. and hilary wants to watch it again(: BUT. we realised it stopped showing like, ystd. SUCKSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we might go watch, enchanted? haha dunno lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i dont really know what to look forward to, other than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! haha suddenly i miss christmas choir. mannnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, for some reason i'm looking forward to my k2 sunday class. koolclub actually. dont know why. hhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad for missing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;shirim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ystd): i told shihui i was coming and everything, then on wed itself mummy told me i would be spreading my germs. and that i was blowing all my germs in my pipe. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;koolcamp photossssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. if only they would upload it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! this is my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;200th post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!(: yay. and i realised that my 100th post was sometime in june. after batam:D hahaha ohman BWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha this post is chao random. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;all i wanna do is find a way back into looooooooooooooove&lt;/u&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4465795721187184938?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4465795721187184938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4465795721187184938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4465795721187184938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4465795721187184938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/ohman-i-really-have-to-stop-listening.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-3184491331080056613</id><published>2007-11-28T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T15:14:19.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday night i had the &lt;u&gt;best conversation everrrrrrrrr&lt;/u&gt; lah. with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;hilary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! was so honest and i was surprised to see how much we think alike and how cute she is lah! HAHA(: absolutely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that girl(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha cant believe we talked till like 330. by then i was like half asleep. but the stuff we talked abt was so fun(: esp &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;koolcamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaah told you i get attached to camps. i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hungover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got woken up earlier then i expected): and followed dajie to paragon for her checkup. haha that place was nice(: got free milo and biscuits and wireless on apple comps! then we went home cos i was chao sleepy and sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;legally blonde the musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dvd! again! haha it rocksssss. then i played comp with erjie. which was soooo retarded. hahaha when we do stupid stuff together it's really quite funny(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the night me erjie dajie and papa decided to go to amk hub(: haha basically we just bought food:D and window shopped. and acted stupid hahahaha(: yayy it's like our most frequent sisterly bonding activity:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;shirim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tmr! so i shall go sleep now and pray i dont wake up even sicker :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-3184491331080056613?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/3184491331080056613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=3184491331080056613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3184491331080056613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3184491331080056613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/hahaha-yesterday-night-i-had-best.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-469052783073415518</id><published>2007-11-26T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:40:51.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been clearing out my documents today. since i cant go out or anything due to my lack of voice and blocked&amp;amp;runny nose):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so weird. that the song "way back into love" gives me a sudden rush of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BWS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like ?!??!?!?! batam was like 6 months ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i think it's cos i listened to this song alot during the june hols. oh, and the fact that i was so bored today i reread my june/july archives [batam pics]:D mannn i miss it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh it's such a nice song(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i've been so bored today. maxine's in tokyo, hilary doesnt come online, tianyi and jess are both in camp. haha i just want to talk to church ppl. i'm missing camp alrd. mannnn this always happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i'm bored, i start thinking of camp. and how fun it was. and how i want to be there again instead of stoning at home. and i become chao attached to the kids. aiyahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh i'm lonelyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erjie's out with friends cos her exams ended today, jeanjiejie's sleeping and so is dajie cos she just came back from her lasik surgery this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll just have me and my "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;way back into love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" for now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! i just realised [after reading my archives] that we've been calling jonathan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;suipoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for officially 1 year now! cos it started in last year's koolcamp(: goooooo smartpoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've also realised that i've grown up alot since last year(: hahaha. this year has been so much more fun. like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;kool camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-469052783073415518?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/469052783073415518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=469052783073415518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/469052783073415518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/469052783073415518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-been-clearing-out-my-documents.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2983180400715972110</id><published>2007-11-25T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T12:44:01.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh i'm like how sick): BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;KOOL CAMP&lt;/span&gt; STILL ROCKED(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha there were...bad parts, but it was still chao fun! i shall blog abt it and then go and sleep at 8. hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hilary were in the same team! with aunty siewlian(: [who is chao cute btw] sas was in our team though :O turned out to be quite okay in the end, though he was how annoying at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;team building&lt;/span&gt; stuff was like rubbish lahhh. half of them didnt want to help and ap-ed me when i tried to encourage "team spirit!" *coughstianhuicoughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nightwalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. was normal lahhh, cept tianyi had to tag along with our grp cos tianhui hates me. sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but OHMY me and hilary found out so much&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;vital info!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like when tianyi told us, we both screamed like seriously veryvery loudly! and we were like hysterical. but it was quite fun:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus we found out diff stuff from sp too! HAHA i just found out that he reads my blog! hi &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smartpoon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and ryan had this whole &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thing. HAHA. ryan's my homie g! hahaha okay that's enough acting cool for today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day events stuff was really quite horrible. like all the grps hated me and hilary cos we were strict stationmasters): and we didnt let them play with the gravel. ah the experience is too horrible to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by night time, after repeating abt 8 briefings, my voice was gone liao. like seriously seriously squeaky. when i talked i sounded so comical. like i sucked helium or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played night games and then helped hilary prep for her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;worship leading in youth camp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it was soooo good okayy(: we were all goofing around at first, then they sang properly and jess prayed for hilary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that hilary couldnt stop crying. then we all prayed for her [even smart poon] and i couldnt stop crying. haha i dont even know why. but yesss, it felt very good(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep was a horror though. totally couldnt breathe and started coughing like once every 5 sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was actually quite fun(: me and hilary promised to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;chao nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all the teams. and we were!:D after awhile all the uncles and some other youths came to our station cos it was the most fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha they were mixing all the gross food together and making them guess(: so me and hilary didnt really have to do much. couldnt really talk [normally] much after that though cos i had to keep hinting them and asking them to guess. hahaha but yeahh it was cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon was basically slacking and i attempted to play bluff but failed oh so terribly. i was like the biggest loser everrrrrrr. and ryan my homie kept laughing at me. well, they all did actually. seriously i have no idea how to bluff! the rules SURE did help alot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;rule 1: tianyi always cheats.&lt;br /&gt;rule 2 - 155: refer to rule 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha jess told us that. but pleeease i still cant play bluff):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we washed toilets which was quite gross but nvm. then there was prize presentation! me and hilary wanted to go and support our team but ended up being the ppl holding the score sheets. ohman so embarassing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played on the&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;seesaw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! and gave out snacks. and then they all went home): haha i miss the grp alrd lehhh. i get super attached to my camp grps usually. haha and i've only known most of them for 3 days. but they're really so cute(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hilary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was super fun lah! the rest of the youths were chao funny too(: yeahhh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;koolclub camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was really COOL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i shall go and &lt;u&gt;sleep&lt;/u&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2983180400715972110?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2983180400715972110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2983180400715972110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2983180400715972110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2983180400715972110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahhh-im-like-how-sick-but-haha-kool.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4065913137099102339</id><published>2007-11-21T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:10:05.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dajie's backkkkkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i woke up extra early to welcome her home, but fell asleep by the time she got back):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha anw we spent the morning unravelling the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mysterious presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she borught back(: and we watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sytycd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; routines from season 3 [which hasnt shown in singapore yet):] on her laptop! mann i miss that show): looks exciting! cant wait for it to come(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i left for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;shirimmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: and i was not late today! haha! and it turns out i was sitting next to madam kaur [separated by the walkway] the whole bus ride and i only realised it when she got off! HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us were like so shocked by the police cars and vans and security guards. there were so many all around sch! hahaha. so intimidating! i thought they were gonna check bags or smth mannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yihhui ponnnnnnnnnnnnned! lousy loooor! fake sick, dont think i dontknow! hahahah anw get well soon!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we learnt lord of the dance today! shihui so poor thing, she was the only senior there. so lonelyyy! but nvm my buddy is still &lt;u&gt;coooooool&lt;/u&gt;(: hahaha lord of the dance is fun to play lehh! and just today i realised it's the hymn that mummy likes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we didnt pipe today. haha dunno if that's a good or bad thing(: after shirim [which ended surprisingly early today:D] we all went to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gb rooooom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was to talk abt the stupid horrible UGHHHH schedule for next year. sch is ending like suuuuuuper late next year.. cant stand it la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND they all found out abt cheerleading! AND &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;MADE FUN OF MEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;): smth abt me being the next ameee. which i took as a compliment [though i think it wasnt meant to be. hahaha] just like how rachel is the next shihui!HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont care! cheerleading WILL be coooool(: i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;maxine's leeeeeaving, on a jet plane! dontknow when she'll be back again~~~~~&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha actually in 9 days(: yeahhh go have fun pok! with tiaraaa!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;koolcampwithhilary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4065913137099102339?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4065913137099102339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4065913137099102339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4065913137099102339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4065913137099102339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/dajies-backkkkkkkkkk-haha-i-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4364403512993098155</id><published>2007-11-20T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T12:41:35.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>band outing today! but there were only 6 of us): 4 sec1s to 2 sec3s. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at kfc and then watched &lt;s&gt;bratz&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BRAZA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha cos i convinced them to(: it looked like a nice chick flick(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT LET ME TELL YOU THAT MOVIE IS SOOOOOOO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! i hated it la! waste of money mannnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the story was so not well developed, and the plot was sooooooo cliche! it was like our drama night one. and we're sec1s, compared to some bigtime hollywood producers. GGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a bad attempt at trying to be cool bimbos please. they kept huddling together going "B-F-F!" in some high pitched shriek. over acting laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, elissa seemed so wrapped up in the credits especially. hahaha rachel and yihhui wanted to run out once it ended but elissa was still watching hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;arcade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rachel yihhui and i played mariokart!and bishibashi! again!:O haha they treat me(: so nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yihhui and rachel went on to play the basketball thing and then the spot the difference game. hahaha while the rest of us stood around watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;pohkim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yihhui's idea of paradise(: we looked around for super long. at nice movies(: and at stupid stuff like barbie diaries and bob the builder and pollyworld :O hahahaa(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to macs to get icecream and left(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took down to amk to meet jeanjiejie, who came very late with JOSUA. then we ate and went to change my shorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my day(: expected it to be more fun, but haha it was still good la(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1oRiuxZRiBE&amp;amp;rel=" width="380" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i like this song AND the vid alot! lyrics are just sooooo meaningful(: speaks of how AMAZING and powerful our God is(: plus, the vid is cute(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been running, trying to be one who sees&lt;br /&gt;I've been working, salvation out on my knees&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing better than knowing&lt;br /&gt;That we are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;redeemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelieving &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trusting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in creative hands,&lt;br /&gt;I am praying for our world to &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bow to your plan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one thought is unmistakable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I take up my cross and follow you Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you stand the tall trees and mountains bow&lt;br /&gt;When you speak the fiercest of oceans is still&lt;br /&gt;And I see the sinner seek devotion&lt;br /&gt;The lost become chosen, and I fall to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forgiven, my savior who did not deserve death&lt;br /&gt;He was blameless and I was lost in shamefulness&lt;br /&gt;I'm delivered, but it doesn't seem right&lt;br /&gt;Unless I keep my eyes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;focused on the savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who gave his live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;world that denies it believes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is breaking apart at the very seams&lt;br /&gt;There is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be alive for&lt;br /&gt;And it's to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;take up my cross and follow you Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take up my cross and follow Lord where you lead me&lt;br /&gt;And I will take up my cross and &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;follow wherever you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4364403512993098155?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4364403512993098155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4364403512993098155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4364403512993098155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4364403512993098155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/band-outing-today-but-there-were-only-6.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-481899375565832033</id><published>2007-11-20T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:10:35.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello i’m &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;em&gt; i’m leaving on a jet plane &lt;/em&gt;tonight at &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;11.30pm&lt;/span&gt;! haha my flight time seems to change every day :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;np&lt;/span&gt;, i miss you already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can’t wait to get away from singapore ‘cos of all that’s been happening and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;DIANE&lt;/span&gt; when i come back i’ll explain the ap thing! i promise (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i wanna take so many things and people along but i can't ): but i'm glad, so glad, that i can take Jesus along, because He is with me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wherever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i am, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whenever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you know everytime i go overseas i’ll be very paranoid one. everywhere i go i will think there's someone who wants to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kidnap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i will fight with you when i get back! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;diane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;hilary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have fun helping the kids at camp! TAKECARE IN SINGAPORE DON’T KILL ONE ANOTHER. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xinhui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; study hard and i’ll bring back your doraemon and snowman for you! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;limhui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) prata when i get back right! OK I WILL END HERE BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and how can i stand here with You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and not be moved by You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would You tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;how could it be any better than this?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and as I reach for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;unconscious of Your calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that with Your touch &lt;u&gt;I need to reach the lost&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIANE LIM IF YOU DO DECIDE TO POST THIS, HAHA CHOOSE ONE OF THE LYRICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to choose both! cos i like it(: i will miss you chao alot like x100000! but at least i have hilary and grace and kool camp:D better not ap when you come back ah! and buy some..ahem rainbow ones mannnn!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-481899375565832033?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/481899375565832033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=481899375565832033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/481899375565832033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/481899375565832033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-im-maxine-and-im-leaving-on-jet.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-7815408306137176262</id><published>2007-11-19T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:27:46.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;aunty shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today!:D with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tiaraaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by aunty shopping, i mean me attempting to get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BEST BUYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. as usual. hahahaha(: shopping with maxine is like !!!! practically giving my money away. but hahaha it was still fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met them at j8 this afternoon and walked around abit. quite unsucessful since the only thing they bought was candy. haha and we went to the arcade!mann do i stink at mariokart. and bishybashy):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to kfc! on the way maxine was ap-ing again but like whateverrrr! me and tiara were being stupid, trying to "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;entice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" one another with our food. CHAO GROSS. CHAO FUNNY. and really quite hard to be "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;seductive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" when your mouth is full of cheese/mayo/chicken. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we tried shooting maxine's bubbletea pearls! woooo i love being childish with tiara(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to amk hub! wooo an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ahma's shopping paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: practically ALL the ahmas always get off at angmokio(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and tiara started playing the "oh pilla caterpillar" game. HAHA. and being our creative selves, we came up with diff versions!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, we decided to go to ntuc. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[i'm slowly becoming an aunty!D:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;me and maxine spent a long time trying on shorts, which were surprisingly nice considering we were in ntuc XTRA(: hahaha and they were not too ex!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that tiara bought some junkfood for their holiday to japan and then we paid for our shorts! we walked out and tiara bought fried cheese for me! and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;raja pisang KING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for herself(: there was smth called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;chick chick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up to this shop with clay art animal stuff! like keychains and paper holders(: super cute la! maxine bought some, me and tiara each bought 1(: that woman was like chao amused by us la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;tiara: eee why the chicken got nnp one! haha the monkey's bra very nice.&lt;br /&gt;what's that on the angel! the kkj ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA chao embarassing laaaaaaa! and she was doing some stupid dance to the music in the shop! me and maxine were like ERRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they had to leave so that was basically it la(: aunty shopping with them was a success, yeah?(: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno something's wrong with max): no, not maxine [even though she has so many things wrong with her that i cant name it(:] my dog max was bleeeeeeeeding this morning. from his..ahem. and his stomach part is chao bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erjie says that he might have hernea. or maybe a tumour): nooooo i dont want him to die!D: so i prayed for him(: please, at least last till mummy&amp;amp;papa come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;koolcampwithhilary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; soooooon!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dajie coming home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; soooooooon too!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-7815408306137176262?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/7815408306137176262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=7815408306137176262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7815408306137176262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7815408306137176262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-went-aunty-shopping-todayd-with.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-3511741738199659219</id><published>2007-11-18T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T20:36:04.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha guess what! i've already started &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;christmas shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D so cool rightttttttt! i'm like more than a month early(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah went to meet maxine and family for me and maxine to shop! haha i feel accomplished! then we picked up tiara with her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;super cute new fringe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we were supposed to go to j8 to shop more but somehow we ended up going back with their parents to their house): haha we played cheat and all that and after alot of decision-making, me and maxine AND tiara went to youth!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was fun!(: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;pastor kokfai's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "message" was really good(: i'm glad i went! he clarified alot and made it so clear(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went with them to uncle &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BILLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s bank function thing at sentosa! quite fun la(: tiara was chao funny, she ran up to answer questions! after i told her the answer(: and somemore got prizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a fire eater called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;AZUKA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tiara was like: &lt;blockquote&gt;maybe at first he was very white. then he play with the fire until he became&lt;br /&gt;like that. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA their whole family is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;racist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; la! but it was quite funny(: his stupid dance and the "sexy girls" dancing while all the angmoh guys stared with wide eyes and grins. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we attempted to play 3 ppl catching but gave up due to our lack of stamina(: went back to stay in their house. obviously maxine played comp first thing back, while me and tiara washed up and snuck some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;bbq biscuit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing upstairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHHH. but it was chao funny la, trying to hide it under the blanket. maxine was all ap and went to sleep with her parents while me and tiara ate ALOT of those biscuits(: and talked alot too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha after knowing tiara for so long i think it was he first time we ever talked like that(: hahah just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that girl. she's so cute! and funny! and chao nice to talk to la(: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;TIARA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ROCKSSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today me and maxine helped out in some k2 party for kool club. hahaha did all the odd jobs with heidi and megan. like tying balloons and moving tables&amp;amp;chairs. that kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;magic show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the kids! hahaha they're so cute(: then i went for the koolclubcamp briefing! which was quite funny..? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the adults constantly amused themselves while i doodled all over my camp form thing(: but everytime i looked at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;TBC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, OHMAN i wanted to laugh so badly! i'm so mean la!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go for the full camp! and the first day sounds like so much fun!mummy says i shld stay home and keep dajie company, but erjie says she'll be jetlagged anw. aiyah i dunno la. it's like so mean to desert dajie after like 2 days of coming back home? ): ohwell, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;u&gt;nice tianyi&lt;/u&gt; waited for me to go to service:D but by the time i settled to forms and whatever, service was over alrd. sorryyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out erjie came to church! so she brought me for lunch cos she was meeting xiaomin at hollandv. we went to &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crystal jade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(: which was sooooo nice but i was sooooo full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i like xiaomin! she's kinda vulgar lah, but she's nice! and funny! erjie drove back to sch after lunch so me and xiaomin walked to the busstop. i thought it was gonna be awkward, but it wasnt really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;xiaomin: what school are you in?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: rg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xiaomin: good stuff man. only 2 good schools in singapore: nanyang and rg.&lt;br /&gt;they're the only ones that produce results. mg is like *in some whiny voice*&lt;br /&gt;"ooh i dont know what canoeing is...cos it's a sport..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahahaha then she told me stuff abt obs(: and how she canoed for 12 hrs and couldnt move her arms after that. and she told me abt the jc "groups". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;xiaomin: i was asking some mg friends in nj about obs. and they were like "&lt;br /&gt;oh we dont have obs cos we're all ladylike and stuff..." haha maybe i'm&lt;br /&gt;generalising. but half of it is true(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;smth like that anw(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yup and i just came home and slacked the rest of the day off(: greys, antm and such. ohman i'm supposed to read! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-3511741738199659219?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/3511741738199659219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=3511741738199659219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3511741738199659219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3511741738199659219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/haha-guess-what-ive-already-started.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2146216042017774056</id><published>2007-11-16T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T14:58:18.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyo(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like 34892138089 better today(: yeahhh thanks to those ppl who were there for me [ohman i'm starting to sound so corny D:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah yeah thanks ding/nae/jess/nana!(: ooh and mummy too! kinda(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup my God is such an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; god(: and i wont doubt ever again. yesss(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my piano lesson just now. and now that it's over, i'm suddenly very excited for this weekend!:D and i'm even more excited for kool camp!:D and youth camp!:D &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;SO EXCITING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i'm high from watching &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;greys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; online(: wooo it rockssss. but yess i promised mummy i would read or whatever. so i shall go very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after this ep(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HILARY&lt;/span&gt; I MISS YOU D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; come and flood my tagbox(: you know you want to! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh cant wait for&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dajie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mummy, papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hilary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to come back!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2146216042017774056?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2146216042017774056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2146216042017774056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2146216042017774056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2146216042017774056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/heyo-i-feel-like-34892138089-better.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-3600458189377623578</id><published>2007-11-15T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T17:15:01.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i dont go out. when i stay home by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's alot easier to focus on God. but it's also alot easier to focus on all my mistakes. all my shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like today. i think i havent smiled since i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was walking close to Him. i really did. i thought the presence would stay with me forever. i mean, it's supposed to right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dontknow. it feels like i'm drifting away. it has to be. cos i know He will stay right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today it occurred to me. maybe i'm relying too much on myself. maybe i'm using too much reason and logic, and too little trust and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dontknow lah. i'm really very confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really very lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know to go back to the Word. but i dont know where to start. i dontknow what to do with it. i know what i'm supposed to apply in my life, but i dontknow how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really thought that my relationship with Him was strong and firm. but maybe it wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this area of service thing. i thought i had it all figured out. how do i know what His calling for me is? maybe i'm following my choice too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman i really dontknow. i dont even know if it's right to feel like that. dont even know which side it's coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i know He'll never give up on me. i guess maybe that's reason enough to smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-3600458189377623578?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/3600458189377623578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=3600458189377623578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3600458189377623578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3600458189377623578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/ohman.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-7920873911967884015</id><published>2007-11-14T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:47:29.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOO WADDLE CHEERLEADING 08 :DDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from maxine's house(: which was super fun despite everything(: woooo me and tiara rollerbladed in the playground and built sandcastles(: namely our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;punjabi sand family of 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;preetam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bindi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;murtabak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!:D &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tiara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is suuuuuuuuper cute lah!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched lots of movies and got alot of calls from AHEM. hahaha mann i love those 2 so much(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup(: ystd night was an "emo" night for me. hahaha thankssss&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for being my dr phil/oprah(: your psychoanalysing skills rock mann(: hhahaha but yeah it felt good to get all the "pent-up anger" and weird emotions out(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shirim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; later!yayy:D but i'm super xian to take train and everything. hahaha yess i know i'm pampered(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;mummy&amp;amp;papa&lt;/span&gt; alot!&lt;/strong&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-7920873911967884015?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/7920873911967884015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=7920873911967884015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7920873911967884015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7920873911967884015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooooooooo-waddle-cheerleading-08.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-8947019540657252651</id><published>2007-11-10T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:48:10.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had our &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;VICTORY WALK&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; today(: hahahaha. woooo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TBC LOCKKKKKKKKKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. yess my k2 kids were suuuperduper cute! hahahah i was in charge of jovan and ruichian who were the CUTEST!:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooo i explained what a reservoir was(: but yessss the part i enjoyed most was still TBC:D woooo "jo-sua" &amp;amp; "chee-cher" no offence no offence! hahahaha but his lessons were good lah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh the kids totally wore me out, had to run with them to tell them to stop running. hahaha. which is why i couldnt really concentrate much during uncle shing's message. what was left of it, at least(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home with tiara and maxine! stayed over cos mummy and papa left that morning fo newyork. miss them alrd): but yayy dajie's coming home soon! 1 week i think!and mummy and papa are coming back in 2 weeks! with presents!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sicc with the whole foo family [cept raphael] to watch license to wed! attempted to go to the restaurant/cafe place but got chased out by VIRGINIA. HAHA&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; VIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we watched the movie, snuck back into the place without virginia noticing(: we were with treasurer foo anw so there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back and watched the rest of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;TRANSFORMERS ROBOTS IN DISGUISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; get us into the mood for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YOUTH CAMP&lt;/span&gt;:DDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's quite far away but wooooo&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KOOL CAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is soooon! yeahhhh cant wait to hang out with behlary! who's in australia btw(: MISSS YOUUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw we played a lame game in the night and laughed more abt TBC:DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-8947019540657252651?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/8947019540657252651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=8947019540657252651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8947019540657252651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8947019540657252651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-to-vivo-before-youth-again.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4539857782183870220</id><published>2007-11-08T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:24:43.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;SLEEPOVERRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hilary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! so sad grace is in kl): you were missed &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRACE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went early morning ystd, and stoned around for awhile. while hilary cooed over biscuit(: hahaha. then we did &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"makeovers"&lt;/span&gt; haha not really lah cos well, hilary's the only one that knows how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah i got pics of hilary doing makeup for maxine! CHAO UNGLAM PICS! [as usual:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine attempting to put on a headband. i think there were like 3 failed attempts or smth! LOSER! hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLEkRy-pmI/AAAAAAAAAho/T-J5IAlyqPI/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130379053059974754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLEkRy-pmI/AAAAAAAAAho/T-J5IAlyqPI/s320/BEH+sleepover!+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130379057354942066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLEkhy-pnI/AAAAAAAAAhw/7cGjZr_tKEc/s320/BEH+sleepover!+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;she looks like &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LION KING&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLEkxy-poI/AAAAAAAAAh4/jKEcEMsqFr4/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130379061649909378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLEkxy-poI/AAAAAAAAAh4/jKEcEMsqFr4/s320/BEH+sleepover!+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA she was pissed cos i caught her offguard! and unglam! again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLElRy-ppI/AAAAAAAAAiA/tyulNcsNdDU/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130379070239843986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLElRy-ppI/AAAAAAAAAiA/tyulNcsNdDU/s320/BEH+sleepover!+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA she actually posed for me! &lt;s&gt;acting as&lt;/s&gt; a rich and dumb client of hilary's!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLElhy-pqI/AAAAAAAAAiI/kVxGZPWLBTs/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130379074534811298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLElhy-pqI/AAAAAAAAAiI/kVxGZPWLBTs/s320/BEH+sleepover!+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; artistic? hahah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLP7Ry-prI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/a1BqQc1eAYY/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130391542824871602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLP7Ry-prI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/a1BqQc1eAYY/s320/BEH+sleepover!+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130391551414806210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLP7xy-psI/AAAAAAAAAiY/d6Hy9nWM_7M/s320/BEH+sleepover!+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;cam shy hilary(: SHY THAT WAY!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLP8By-ptI/AAAAAAAAAig/KtXEnZzrQrU/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130391555709773522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLP8By-ptI/AAAAAAAAAig/KtXEnZzrQrU/s320/BEH+sleepover!+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh i tell you putting makeup for maxine is even worse than for cj! she was gripping my leg like what man! as if me and hilary were torturing her! her expression is chao &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;constipated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLP8Ry-puI/AAAAAAAAAio/zxV-aGo9RfM/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130391564299708146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLP8hy-pvI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Pktb2Xh6GCc/s320/BEH+sleepover!+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;attempting to show off her eyeshadow, but ending up looking like a ZOMBIE!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLUmhy-p1I/AAAAAAAAAjg/OdMbAJEIuRg/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130396683900725074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLUmhy-p1I/AAAAAAAAAjg/OdMbAJEIuRg/s320/BEH+sleepover!+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; silkysmooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLUnBy-p2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/I52NLO_I0Lo/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130396692490659682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLUnBy-p2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/I52NLO_I0Lo/s320/BEH+sleepover!+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OHMY her &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;high-pants-to-cure-stomachache&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trick sure must be working! HAHAHA:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLUnRy-p3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Fqa7bdGiBRY/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130396696785626994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLUnRy-p3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Fqa7bdGiBRY/s320/BEH+sleepover!+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went out to ntuc to buy food for that night's dinner! but i forgot to bring my cam): hahaha. it was super fun lah! had to treat hilary like my k2 kid when she refused to drink the pearl in the bubbletea. hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the ntuc, wowwww it was like a shopping spree! kinda lah(: it was CHAO FUNNY lah. i think maxine told some lame joke [again] and then me and hilary didnt laugh [again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly from behind us, we hear a: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HA, HAHA. HA HA."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and we turn to see some fat balding middle aged man with a laopok earpiece. HAHAAH. suuuper amusing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw! we came back and slacked around while aunty gek luan made pizza for our dinner! super nice(:then after that we made icecream floats! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;floats in tupperware!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLUnxy-p4I/AAAAAAAAAj4/fprXy9RFdBY/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130396705375561602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLUnxy-p4I/AAAAAAAAAj4/fprXy9RFdBY/s320/BEH+sleepover!+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLUoBy-p5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/mAjC8QAmNWw/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130396709670528914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLUoBy-p5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/mAjC8QAmNWw/s320/BEH+sleepover!+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA pics of maxine and hilary trying to drink their floats gracefully without getting their mouths dirty, and failing! UNGLAM!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLjqxy-qHI/AAAAAAAAAlw/df7BGQKTkwM/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130413249589586034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLjqxy-qHI/AAAAAAAAAlw/df7BGQKTkwM/s320/BEH+sleepover!+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130413253884553346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLjrBy-qII/AAAAAAAAAl4/iD-VGq0V6K4/s320/BEH+sleepover!+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130413262474487954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLjrhy-qJI/AAAAAAAAAmA/da42PkQSZEc/s320/BEH+sleepover!+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;check out the icecream on maxine's nose &amp;amp; mouth! EEYER! hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLjshy-qLI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ZUmVCI3YZEs/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130413279654357170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLjshy-qLI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ZUmVCI3YZEs/s320/BEH+sleepover!+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IT'S &lt;strong&gt;RECYCLING TIME&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha(: so cute:D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130408894492747794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLftRy-qBI/AAAAAAAAAlA/YorRqHfZqxw/s320/BEH+sleepover!+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we "stagnated" for a really long time while hilary showered and her dad sat in the living room i.e we couldnt watch our dvds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so! me and maxine were driven to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;insane boredom&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;maxine: let's be princesses!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: okay..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maxine: i shall be the empress dowager!ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: empress dowager means you're an old woman who backstab alot of people&lt;br /&gt;leh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maxine: thus i am powerful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: thus you are scheming and evil!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maxine: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thus i need to fart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHA. yeah we were ahem "princesses" with hilary's blankets as dresses(: and we had a..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;VOGUE-A-THON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha in our blanket dresses(: would have been more fun if grace aka BENNY NINJA was there though!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLs1hy-qMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/8a7B5FlWuX8/s1600-h/BEH+sleepover!+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130423329877829826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLs1hy-qMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/8a7B5FlWuX8/s320/BEH+sleepover!+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as you can see, we were really very bored and very lame and very pri.1!:D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, after a longlong time, we finally got to our movies! by then it was 9plus alrd): anw! we watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;johntuckermustdie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! HAHAHA hilary and her&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I AM YOUR NEW FAHZER!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she was saying it like the whole night! hahah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we watched white chicks(: WOO. but i kinda fell asleep halfway. hehh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yess watching movies with those 2 is quite funny. maxine was in the middle, with hilary's and my legs piled on top(: and hilary was laughing at like EVERYTHING. hahahah made the movie alot more fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus! we had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nachos with cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:D and our famous floats! so yess, it was very fattening but very fun:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we decided that movies were done, so we went upstairs to our guest room and talked. for a longlong time. hahaha &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"sharing secrets"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and such(: stupid tightlipped maxine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhaahaha and then we reminisced abt &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BATAMMMMMM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ohman i miss it so much! hahaha hilary was telling us abt her bad memories, which was chao funny(: me and maxine were telling her abt our good memories, which were also chao funny(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did some love calculator rubbish. and we did the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;mesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thing. which was actually quite fun. i think we degraded ourselves to pri1 kids again): hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hilary: are you straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilary: are you queer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine: no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilary: are you straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilary: are you&lt;br /&gt;queer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M NOT STUPID LAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha yup that was basically it! was really quite fun lah, with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MAXINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HILARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! wooo cant wait for our next sleepover with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;GRACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-4539857782183870220?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/4539857782183870220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=4539857782183870220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4539857782183870220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/4539857782183870220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/sleepoverrrr-with-maxine-and-hilary-so.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzLEkRy-pmI/AAAAAAAAAho/T-J5IAlyqPI/s72-c/BEH+sleepover!+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-1943059185841461979</id><published>2007-11-06T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:52:16.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;BEHBEHBEHBEH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BEHBEHBEHBEH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BEHLARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine's at my house now, so this is from the both of us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to you,&lt;br /&gt;you were born in Italy/China/America/Japan/Singapore [delete accordingly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your cousin's so handsome,&lt;br /&gt;what happened to you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha no la you're a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;chiobu T.T chiobu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hawts stuffs manzxzxz. here's proof (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzAvh_oUAsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/QDS4Y0CJRmY/s1600-h/beh+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129652236637700802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzAvh_oUAsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/QDS4Y0CJRmY/s320/beh+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzAvivoUAvI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mIP1YyFRqX4/s1600-h/beh+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129652249522602738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzAvivoUAvI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mIP1YyFRqX4/s320/beh+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzA0qPoUAxI/AAAAAAAAAhg/vV5d9qCwV1E/s1600-h/#beh087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129657875929760530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzA0qPoUAxI/AAAAAAAAAhg/vV5d9qCwV1E/s320/%23beh087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzA0p_oUAwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/zOL13Zf5Lbc/s1600-h/beh+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129657871634793218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzA0p_oUAwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/zOL13Zf5Lbc/s320/beh+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129652240932668114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzAviPoUAtI/AAAAAAAAAhA/IcCLifXkS48/s320/beh+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129652228047766194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzAvhfoUArI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ra_NL9OoCJU/s320/DSC00580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used to see you once a year, and upon your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ultimate return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we were mortified by your fake angmoh accent[can'ts!],your whining,and your oh-so-rich-can't-wear-uniform attitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now, you've become one of us!:D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you finally learnt how to deal with the uniform and lose your accent. however, your whininess remains, but that's what we love about you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've really been a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;supercool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;extraordinarilyfun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nicesmelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;megawattsmiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;retardedlaughing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;4eVa&lt;/strong&gt;!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love you even when you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got us lost in the mrt station,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whined and dragged us to kfc to eat cheese fries,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attempted to imitate onoff but failed terribly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughed at the lamest things possible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoy us with CHOCOLATE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make alot of noise when we're trying to study/sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we love you just as much for all the times you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treat us to anything possible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh RETARDEDLY at all OUR lame jokes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invite us to your house infinitely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nevereverever get angry no matter how we tease you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you seriously &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ROCKKKKKKKK&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;/strong&gt; and you've cheered us up with your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;EXTREME PERKINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like a gazillion times! you sure are ALOT of fun to hang out with! [let's go vouging again some other time:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you have lots of fun with your mum, coach and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRUMPLER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today(: and that your extreme talent of singing [in key! unlike maxine!] will be put to good use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we believe that God will use you someday for His great purpose!:D God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BEH&lt;/span&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BEH&lt;/span&gt;LARYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-1943059185841461979?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/1943059185841461979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=1943059185841461979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1943059185841461979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1943059185841461979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/behbehbehbeh-behbehbehbeh-behlary.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RzAvh_oUAsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/QDS4Y0CJRmY/s72-c/beh+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-1044508126211756362</id><published>2007-11-04T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T01:18:14.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PICTURE POST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PICTURE POST&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooo today was some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREAT RUBBISH FUN!&lt;/span&gt; yes it was(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt how to SOAP for qt in church today! worship was good(: and message was good too! yay i'm so glad hilary actually listened:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the 4 of us planned to go to orchard! well, 3 of us cos MAXINE had to go visit her ahneh. cough&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;PONNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cough(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me grace and hilary took the bus and decided to get off at vivo instead! to eat cos we were really hungry(: [NO FAMOUS PONTIAN FOR US!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to come hongkong cafe and ate baked rice(: and we saw..ahem. MW! hahaha our convo was smth like: &lt;blockquote&gt;no loor it's so expensive! blablabla we shld all share blablabla eh like that&lt;br /&gt;not fair leh OHMYGOSH IT'S &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MW&lt;/span&gt;! *hides*&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. chao funny(: yup then while we waited for maxine to come, we went to the long awaited playground! woooooooo pictures pictures! of us being horribly embarassing and retarded:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha me and hilary being childish!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128984450827550834" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3QLvoUAHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/FgJWoSQoeNQ/s320/DSC00579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3KxfoT_wI/AAAAAAAAAZY/XxONHBgevEQ/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128978502297845506" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3KxfoT_wI/AAAAAAAAAZY/XxONHBgevEQ/s320/DSC00578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we met this &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADORABLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; little angmoh boy whos name slips my mind(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but yes he was super adorable:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha and he was so friendly(: wooo he posed for my pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3KyfoT_xI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Tz39GeVrVxM/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128978519477714706" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3KyfoT_xI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Tz39GeVrVxM/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3KzPoT_yI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_njafG6dyVk/s1600-h/DSC00583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128978532362616610" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3KzPoT_yI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_njafG6dyVk/s320/DSC00583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3K0_oT_0I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/T0kE3CsP0no/s1600-h/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128978562427387714" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3K0_oT_0I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/T0kE3CsP0no/s320/DSC00584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3MIPoT_1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/OPNnnRamhOA/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128979992651497298" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3MIPoT_1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/OPNnnRamhOA/s320/DSC00585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;haha hilary looks so cool! smth abt sunlight intensity?:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3QMvoUAII/AAAAAAAAAcY/6-B90f8G1gk/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128984468007420034" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3QMvoUAII/AAAAAAAAAcY/6-B90f8G1gk/s320/DSC00580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i look so... nvm no comment!:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128984528136962194" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3QQPoUAJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/4fBbiYp-O4g/s320/DSC00581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woooo we went to play on the "donut!" it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER FUN:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yesss i told you the playground rocks(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;'s trying to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;surf&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; and convince us to surf with her!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3NFfoT_-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/_0q9ZXLHmYw/s1600-h/DSC00604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128981044918484962" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3NFfoT_-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/_0q9ZXLHmYw/s320/DSC00604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128981006263779234" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3NDPoT_6I/AAAAAAAAAao/kHakW_WmA-E/s320/DSC00613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128981014853713842" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3NDvoT_7I/AAAAAAAAAaw/4kXVJfbYD6c/s320/DSC00612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3NEvoT_9I/AAAAAAAAAbA/GYGMh9_rb-4/s1600-h/DSC00606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128981032033583058" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3NEvoT_9I/AAAAAAAAAbA/GYGMh9_rb-4/s320/DSC00606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hahahaha all of us struggling to stay aboard!(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3NEfoT_8I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Xytt9oCN8s0/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128981027738615746" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3NEfoT_8I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Xytt9oCN8s0/s320/DSC00607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3QQ_oUAKI/AAAAAAAAAco/1NHXqp4WcFc/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128984541021864098" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3QQ_oUAKI/AAAAAAAAAco/1NHXqp4WcFc/s320/DSC00609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3MJPoT_2I/AAAAAAAAAaI/QpvKByWMWjQ/s1600-h/DSC00588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128980009831366498" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3MJPoT_2I/AAAAAAAAAaI/QpvKByWMWjQ/s320/DSC00588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3MKPoT_3I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/eyRWkub0uLg/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128980027011235698" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3MKPoT_3I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/eyRWkub0uLg/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I DONT LIKE BIG BUTTS AKA MINE!DDD: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3MK_oT_4I/AAAAAAAAAaY/KQKELjHyrE0/s1600-h/DSC00595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128980039896137602" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3MK_oT_4I/AAAAAAAAAaY/KQKELjHyrE0/s320/DSC00595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;act macho! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3MMPoT_5I/AAAAAAAAAag/bHs2xk4_akM/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128980061370974098" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3MMPoT_5I/AAAAAAAAAag/bHs2xk4_akM/s320/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;'s weird spot of a parting!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3OMvoUAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/uagQBo_rJsk/s1600-h/DSC00618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128982268984164354" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3OMvoUAAI/AAAAAAAAAbY/uagQBo_rJsk/s320/DSC00618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;attempting to be &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;transformers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! but grace is slipping down.hahaha(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3PRPoUAGI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Ue23ASWBa2g/s1600-h/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128983445805203554" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3PRPoUAGI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Ue23ASWBa2g/s320/DSC00620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;a normal shot of us! [which is extremely rare]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3OMPoT__I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/pvGOUohFByc/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128982260394229746" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3OMPoT__I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/pvGOUohFByc/s320/DSC00619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;act twitzxzxzxz! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3PQPoUAEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/SMaLTf0b2Ns/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128983428625334338" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3PQPoUAEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/SMaLTf0b2Ns/s320/DSC00621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;TRANSFORMERS ROBOTS IN DISGUISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3ONPoUABI/AAAAAAAAAbg/heTY1y_kfhM/s1600-h/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128982277574098962" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3ONPoUABI/AAAAAAAAAbg/heTY1y_kfhM/s320/DSC00617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3ONvoUACI/AAAAAAAAAbo/krmRt5XOeUk/s1600-h/DSC00616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128982286164033570" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3ONvoUACI/AAAAAAAAAbo/krmRt5XOeUk/s320/DSC00616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THE BATHROOM'S OVER THERRRRRRE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3OOPoUADI/AAAAAAAAAbw/4KpG8sW09Tg/s1600-h/DSC00614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128982294753968178" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3OOPoUADI/AAAAAAAAAbw/4KpG8sW09Tg/s320/DSC00614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;THE KITCHEN'S OVER THERRRRRRE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3nmvoUAQI/AAAAAAAAAdY/vNf6RppDGSI/s1600-h/#beh086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129010203451457794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3nmvoUAQI/AAAAAAAAAdY/vNf6RppDGSI/s320/%23beh086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah then we got hot so we went to the wading pool! wah this one got like 573842927432 photos. gonna take super long! but nvm, it's so funny you HAVE to see it(: plus, grace'll be pissed if i dont post it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3nnPoUARI/AAAAAAAAAdg/mCQog4yzbN8/s1600-h/#beh087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129010212041392402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3nnPoUARI/AAAAAAAAAdg/mCQog4yzbN8/s320/%23beh087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's supposed to be some artistic shot(: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3nnfoUASI/AAAAAAAAAdo/BBSx7kffpv4/s1600-h/#beh090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129010216336359714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3nnfoUASI/AAAAAAAAAdo/BBSx7kffpv4/s320/%23beh090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LYNNNNN BU YAO ZOU! yeahhhh &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SHOUZU &lt;/span&gt;is back in action!:D &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3nn_oUATI/AAAAAAAAAdw/91KBAikiq3E/s1600-h/#beh089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129010224926294322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3nn_oUATI/AAAAAAAAAdw/91KBAikiq3E/s320/%23beh089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129010229221261634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3noPoUAUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/o0DWkupv-4k/s320/%23beh091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt; was trying to tell grace to be more..feminine. HAHA OXYMORON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3pivoUAVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/N9C6FW7PzxA/s1600-h/#beh092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129012333755236690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3pivoUAVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/N9C6FW7PzxA/s320/%23beh092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we decided to try &lt;strong&gt;VOUGING!&lt;/strong&gt; those who watch ANTM will know(: hahaha dont you think grace look like benny ninja!&lt;br /&gt;maxine is some &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;KUNGFU MASTER&lt;/span&gt;! 2 of manymanymany unglam ones to come(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3pi_oUAWI/AAAAAAAAAeI/dzE0MhouVpU/s1600-h/#beh093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129012338050204002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3pi_oUAWI/AAAAAAAAAeI/dzE0MhouVpU/s320/%23beh093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129012346640138610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3pjfoUAXI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/9DfpdwMVT1k/s320/%23beh094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOUGING!&lt;/strong&gt; [advertising feet!]&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3pjvoUAYI/AAAAAAAAAeY/K5jG7Ks6R8o/s1600-h/#beh095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129012350935105922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3pjvoUAYI/AAAAAAAAAeY/K5jG7Ks6R8o/s320/%23beh095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOUGING!&lt;/strong&gt; [advertising face!] &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt; act sexy!:D&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3pkPoUAZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/RvIY__rwlkE/s1600-h/#beh096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129012359525040530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3pkPoUAZI/AAAAAAAAAeg/RvIY__rwlkE/s320/%23beh096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOUGING!&lt;/strong&gt; [trying to be meek and shy, yet..seductive? HAHAHA] FAILED ATTEMPT! thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxine's &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OBSCENE position. like grace said, OBSCENE MAXINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3sG_oUAaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/587IPx4Yecs/s1600-h/#beh097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129015155548750242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3sG_oUAaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/587IPx4Yecs/s320/%23beh097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VOUGING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3sHvoUAbI/AAAAAAAAAew/08lKL0loYUA/s1600-h/#beh098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129015168433652146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3sHvoUAbI/AAAAAAAAAew/08lKL0loYUA/s320/%23beh098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOUGING!&lt;/strong&gt; [advertising feet again!] and trying hard to keep balance(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3sH_oUAcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/FhI4H4pxmoc/s1600-h/#beh099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129015172728619458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3sH_oUAcI/AAAAAAAAAe4/FhI4H4pxmoc/s320/%23beh099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOUGING!&lt;/strong&gt; [grace looks ohsograceful, and i..dont):]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3sIfoUAdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/P47CkgyHEVg/s1600-h/#beh100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129015181318554066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3sIfoUAdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/P47CkgyHEVg/s320/%23beh100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we were so bored we actually took jump shots. hahaha overrated! but fun nonetheless(: there wasnt even 1 successful shot though, cos grace's camera batt went flat and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s hp camera was too slow. but the process and the RESULTS are PRICELESS i tell you:D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;super unglam shots coming up!i look gross, grace looks still-not-bad and &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; looks...ERR.. like she's on a toiletbowl! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;notice that in the next 3 shots her pose is 99% RESEMBLING EACH OTHER!:D CHAO FUNNY HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3vpvoUAfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yM1uIxEu1ak/s1600-h/#beh103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129019051084087794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3vpvoUAfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yM1uIxEu1ak/s320/%23beh103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129019059674022402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3vqPoUAgI/AAAAAAAAAfY/EPhRBIdhH5g/s320/%23beh104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129019068263957010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3vqvoUAhI/AAAAAAAAAfg/T6t7nUaexBU/s320/%23beh105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided that if we couldnt do jump shots, we would do squat shots! IT WAS CHAO FUNNY LAH. me and grace "bailed" on&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. we were like, &lt;blockquote&gt;all of us squat down together okay! 1, 2, 3! *only maxine squats* &lt;/blockquote&gt;we did it like 3 times, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fell for it everytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3vrPoUAiI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0UYEMwacXTs/s1600-h/#beh108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129019076853891618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3vrPoUAiI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0UYEMwacXTs/s320/%23beh108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did the exact same thing, just the opposite way around. we told her, &lt;blockquote&gt;all of us squat and stand together okay! 1, 2, 3! *only maxine stands*&lt;/blockquote&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3vrfoUAjI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ToFzaOsyzCI/s1600-h/#beh109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129019081148858930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3vrfoUAjI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ToFzaOsyzCI/s320/%23beh109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah suipoon's family saw us! thank God they didnt catch us taking pics(: hahah we were rolling on the floor laughing at maxine when we met them(: yeah we sneeked a picture of suipoon at &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SPFC&lt;/span&gt;! cos we're the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SPFC&lt;/span&gt;! hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry30yvoUAkI/AAAAAAAAAf4/8NMEkK13mrU/s1600-h/#beh111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129024703261049410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry30yvoUAkI/AAAAAAAAAf4/8NMEkK13mrU/s320/%23beh111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we walked around abit, and decided to go to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coldrock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at holland v! again!hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;us waiting for the bus(: like i said, we were bored. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry30zvoUAlI/AAAAAAAAAgA/32LBV42k_DM/s1600-h/#beh112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129024720440918610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry30zvoUAlI/AAAAAAAAAgA/32LBV42k_DM/s320/%23beh112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha we were chao spastic there, cos little did we know, nana was working there &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! haha she gave maxine and grace extra toppings(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE IS SUPER FUNNY WHEN SHE TWITCHES! hahahaha she was twitching like mad from the sourness of her sorbet! suuuuper funny. we welcomed people, as usual(: and made alot of noise. as usual(: haha hope nana isnt too angry at us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup then took bus to mcritchie with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! and we took more stupid pics. cos..well, we had nothing else to do(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry300_oUAmI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Tan2eab6_Dk/s1600-h/#beh114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129024741915755106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry300_oUAmI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Tan2eab6_Dk/s320/%23beh114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; making stupid faces on &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adidas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! [HAHA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry302PoUAnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/znpJoW8z7k4/s1600-h/#beh115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129024763390591602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry302PoUAnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/znpJoW8z7k4/s320/%23beh115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; attempting to act meek and quiet and shy again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry303voUAoI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FsDiyjjZiSY/s1600-h/#beh118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129024789160395394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry303voUAoI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FsDiyjjZiSY/s320/%23beh118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YO WASSUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry33dPoUApI/AAAAAAAAAgg/DeKyhooPX3s/s1600-h/#beh123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129027632428745362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry33dPoUApI/AAAAAAAAAgg/DeKyhooPX3s/s320/%23beh123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry33d_oUAqI/AAAAAAAAAgo/SleeWQ36ygY/s1600-h/#beh124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129027645313647266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry33d_oUAqI/AAAAAAAAAgo/SleeWQ36ygY/s320/%23beh124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooo that's all! hahaha i love those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3 crazy idiots&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;GRACE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MAXINE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HILARY&lt;/span&gt; YOU GUYS ROCK LIKE YOYOYINGXIANG!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-1044508126211756362?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/1044508126211756362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=1044508126211756362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1044508126211756362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1044508126211756362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/picture-post-picture-post-d-woooo-today.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/Ry3QLvoUAHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/FgJWoSQoeNQ/s72-c/DSC00579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-1208021309810567433</id><published>2007-11-03T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:43:34.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooooo today was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had theory exam this morning. i forgot all my german meanings. ahh why they dont want to ask french!D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a big fuss, i met nana and maxine and jessica for lunch. i was late of course(: hahaha then went back to chuch and attempted to do qt with maxine, but we ended up talking alot of rubbish, and abit of qt(: but yeah it was effective!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for prayer meeting, which was exciting yeahhh! haha benhooi was amuuuuusing! but yeah prayer is really a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;powerful weapon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked around in the youth room for awhile with lintong and tianyi and maxine. lintong talked to us abt the greeters stuff haha. then grace came and we all went for service(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worship was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; jessica led, and she chose nice songs. but that's beside the point(: yeah God's presence was really quite evident and it feels really good! for the first time today, i actually understood what it felt to be embraced by His love. and it feels &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;AMAZING(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup i dont want to let all this good stuff, His love and grace and all that just stagnate in me! which is the reason why we need to spread it all around!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and grace and nana went to holland v! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;MAXINE BAILED ON US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahahaha. too bad for her man cos it was funn!:D :D :D hahah grace is spastic and fun to be with yeahhh:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty weng fetched 3 of us to holland v cos nana was gonna meet her friends at coldrock! the cartrip was chao entertaining with aunty weng talking abt how we shld get godly boy/girlfriends. hahahah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and grace went to subway and shared a 6inch! just cos &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt;i was feeling stingy, as always(: yup then we walked past the hawker centre and the cai tao kuey smelt soooooo good! and we were tempted so we went to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to coldrockkkkkkkk:D saw nana there! but she was leaving with her friends. grace bought a kiddy cup! woooo it was nice:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sat near the door cos some&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;gangstazzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [YEAHRIGHT] were sitting in our swings! and everytime someone came in, me and grace would join the coldrock people and go &lt;blockquote&gt;WELCOME TO COLDROCK!&lt;/blockquote&gt;and when people left, we joined in and said &lt;blockquote&gt;SEE YOU AGAIN!&lt;/blockquote&gt;in some employee-of-the-month voice(: hahaha just cos we were HIGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the swings after ppl left we chen ji hui go and swing! and banged into the wall ALOT. then we rubbished alot AS USUAL, just like we did in the hawker centre and subway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we left we told this cool girl with eyeliner &lt;blockquote&gt;byeee! see you again! say hi to nana, errrr, MEL for us! tell her that we think&lt;br /&gt;this place is so HAPPSSSS man. hahaah(:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup and me and grace switched bags! and i have fruittips from her! wooooo tmr we're going to orchard. for some grace shopping thing. hahahah anything with those 3 is like &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;CRAZY RUBBISH&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[dingdong!] unfailing love sets me free says (11:59 PM):hahaha what's up with&lt;br /&gt;the RRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tianyi says (11:59 PM):&lt;br /&gt;you know grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dingdong!]&lt;br /&gt;unfailing love sets me free says (12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;you say it's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dingdong!] unfailing love sets me free says (12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;now you only have rrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dingdong!] unfailing love sets me free says&lt;br /&gt;(12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;so what happen to your g!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tianyi says (12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tianyi says (12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;er..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tianyi says (12:01 AM):&lt;br /&gt;g ran away with my irlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOLAME PLEASE&lt;/u&gt;. hahaha conference call with maxine and hilary is filled with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAME AND STUPID JOKES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha chao retarded. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;chao funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-1208021309810567433?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/1208021309810567433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=1208021309810567433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1208021309810567433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1208021309810567433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooooo-today-was-fun-had-theory-exam.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-749290933810202444</id><published>2007-11-02T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:02:09.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;WADDLE WON! WONWONWONWONWONWONWON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CHAMPION HOUSE OHYEAHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooo we cheered &amp;amp; jumped &amp;amp; screamed &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;shrieked&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shrieked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shrieked&lt;/span&gt;!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;sec4s&lt;/span&gt; alotalotalotalotalotttttttttttttttt): cant believe we've only known them for like 8months or whatever. haha feels like so longgg!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo shiren and i saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;AMEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! after the farewell:DDDD and we gave her a big HUG. awwww(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec4 + ODT was FUNNNNN! quite interesting other than most speeches. we cheered oh so loud when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;michy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; got her award and when &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peiling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zoey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came onstage(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elissa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shihui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in their kilts are suuuuuper easy to spot from the 4th floor(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww i'll miss&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mrs tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tooo): she's nice, though we've only known her for a few months also! haha(: we gave her cooool presents! 13 roses made of ties in a bouquet:D and the water-colour painting was prettyyyy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my french marks are RUBBISH. i sure hope it's a mistake mannn. but yay thank God for the improved gpa:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incoherent post due to the presence of my piano theory exam tmr and i havent studied yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos me and maxine were having..errr bible study over the phone(: hahaha it actually works okayyyy!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah love it when the words just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;POP&lt;/span&gt; out at you like never before(: a whole new &lt;s&gt;world&lt;/s&gt; light:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-749290933810202444?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/749290933810202444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=749290933810202444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/749290933810202444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/749290933810202444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/11/waddle-won-wonwonwonwonwonwonwon.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-1809513739020595409</id><published>2007-11-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:04:35.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just discovered this post in my blogger(: awww maxine's so cute:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;maxine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and i seem to blog here every monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's no more HIS class,&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda disappointing yet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;comforting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the same time :D&lt;br /&gt;God knew i was afraid, and He answered my prayers&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm even more afraid now, but &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Phil 4:13&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! HAHA i've been afraid for the longest time,&lt;br /&gt;but someone prayed for me lastlast night, and even though i didn't feel anything at that time, i feel different now, kinda like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;‘cos &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perfect love&lt;/strong&gt; drives out fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God is love, and since He’s perfect, that makes Him perfect love!”&lt;br /&gt;HAHA YEAH (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s put so many people in my life, especially this year, and sometimes I wondered, but they’ve taught me so much, and through this i realised that &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His grace is sufficient for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt that sometimes, we just have to sit still and say: 'Speak, LORD, for your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;servant is listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;', and He’ll speak to us in that still, small voice, which is honestly quite &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’m looking forward to this saturday, even though i have no idea why :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointments are horrible, especially when others &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ask and receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so easily, &lt;em&gt;but instead i draw closer through these times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone &lt;em&gt;very famous &lt;/em&gt;told me that "God gives us gifts out of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so that we use His gifts out of love also, not to hao lian to people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubted and asked God:”do I desire it for my glory, or for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?”&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't like doubt, what He honours is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and once again, I said "Amen", and it's &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;still the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the thunder rolls, I barely hear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Your whisper through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And as Your mercy falls, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I raise my hands &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and praise the God &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;who gives and takes away&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen to that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: i couldnt have summarised this week's lessons better:D Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i discovered from someone&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not so famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that the name of Jesus is really very powerful. more than we know. let's not use it in vain, instead &lt;u&gt;spread it for His glory&lt;/u&gt;. the evil one trembles at the sound of His name. and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is how powerful it is(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-1809513739020595409?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/1809513739020595409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=1809513739020595409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1809513739020595409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/1809513739020595409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-discovered-this-post-in-my.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2145177505593181054</id><published>2007-10-29T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T23:41:35.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[this post was half-done yesterday. and blogger ate the rest up. thankssssssssssss. so i shall just briefly complete this post and move on to today!:D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;would have blogged earlier. but for some reason, i fell asleep. thankssss yihhui. hahah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had stupid talks today. haha we just played hangman throughout. then we watched miracle worker. i slept through half of it(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had gb! but before that, me yihhui and shiren were early so we wentto the j3 classroom where shihui was clearing tables. so we helped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOO SHIREN IS SO...&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;AMUSING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [amusing isnt degrading(:] she carried the table and walked right into the wall.&lt;strong&gt;CHAO FUNNY&lt;/strong&gt;. all the eraser dust fell on her face and knocked her glasses. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had auditions for&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cantatata&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; well we were all forced to. shihui threatened to come find me in the toilet when i told her i wanted to go and hide. hahaha. scaryyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and shiren auditioned together. and our auditions turned out quite fun! cos only like peiling elissa and shihui were there. haha and they were nice abt it(: except the part they made us sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we slacked for the rest and watched yihhui audition through the window. yihhui's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hidden talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has been discovered! her super realistic acting:D so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they made her sing too. and she was all sad. and whiny. hahaha. awwww cheer up! haha and stop freaking out(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;netball carn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today! it was pretty fun, though we didnt win anything hehh. i guess we're not that great at sports. but ohwell, it was still fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our cheer/song was super cute! written by rachel(: but we didnt win. awww):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was cheering like mad for&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;113!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha i kinda half lost my voice. but not totally, so yayy(: i was chao high lah, jumping around like mad:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got all depressed though, when jaime told me that waddle cheerleading was only taking in 4 ppl. i was like !!!!! all the gymnasts and dancers, how to compare! so i was all sulky and almost near to tears sometime before the teacher-netball team game. hahah thanks yihhui(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game was entertaining though, and i cheered up after awhile. figured that there was no point in me going if i was sad, so i got high by cheering!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo sherry [ALICE] and yirong were so pro! hahaha and jodie too! whoa her shots were like :DD netballers are coool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the gb room to slack for a longlong time after eating and changing cos tryouts only started at 230 and we ended at around 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they [not me!] bullied waiian by taking pics of her. by they i mean yihhui esthermarie and nicole! haha kezia and me didnt really(: hahaha i think i'm one of the nicer juniors. bullying seniors is just plain mean. i dont even [seriously] bully batchmates(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha i think waiian got abit pissed. and after awhile they all left and it was just me and kezia. i decided to read my bible, the part abt tongues and gifts and stuff. then her friends came in and they started talking abt it.which was pretty cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i left to go find jaime rachel nadia and sarah who were in class doing warm up! hahaha weird ones. rachel was telling me to go &lt;blockquote&gt;"i am a graceful leaf...HOOHAHA!" &lt;/blockquote&gt;suuuper cute! and then i was practicing my half-cartwheels and they were like &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORCING ME TO SPLIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. torture i tell you. wahhh i wailed like mad mannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tryouts! we learnt a cheer. i learnt with naddie and rachel. and we all did it together! it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we learnt the dance! OHMY it was HARD okayyy. all the sparratic movements, super jerky lah. and some parts of my body just do NOT move like that hahahaha. this nice dance senior, jiawen, and nadia had to come and help me shake my shoulders and ahem, other parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i kinda..didnt do too well for the dance part. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it's part of His plan in some way, i hope i get into cheerleading. if i dont get in, sure i'll be sad. but i must keep in mind that His good and perfect plan is above all my shallow desires. He knows best(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2145177505593181054?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2145177505593181054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2145177505593181054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2145177505593181054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2145177505593181054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-post-was-half-done-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-3657094972159328562</id><published>2007-10-28T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T09:57:38.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;nana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast at the prataaaaa shop this morning!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically we just shared our experience from last sunday lah [rustyrussell]. and it was good to hear abt it, and clarify some doubts. we asked lots of questions and i learnt alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not saying that i'll just take and accept their answers, i really pray God stirs up that &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;passion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;urge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to go and seek the answers for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah it was a good "experience" hahaha it was more like an informal outing lah. somehow we talked abt stupid topics like TCM's voice and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;armpit hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [THANKSSSS MAXINE!] but yeah it was fun!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's quote smth that maxine told me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i'm afraid to go for HIS class ):&lt;br /&gt;i am, are you?hahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU DARE?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha super cute. but yes, quite true. i'm still unsure, though not as much as before. i think i want to go for it, but really i need to pray abt it. see what God wants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back kinda late for my k2 class, kids still as &lt;strong&gt;cute&lt;/strong&gt; as ever. and today's lesson [though simplified for k2s] really kinda spoke to me. like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;applicable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to my situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we learnt abt our Lord Jesus' &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;victory&lt;/span&gt; over sin, when He died on the cross for us. and that He is the most powerful, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;more powerful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;than satan. then this little girl kelly suddenly looked sad, and she told me: "i always thought satan was more powerful than God..." she was so cute lahhh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the lesson was good cos aunty chowming gave the example of satan putting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in your head. and this made me remember the point abt Lord Jesus being the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;MOST POWERFUL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, obviously more powerful than all that doubt in my heart. and all i need to overcome it is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these are the moments that i dont regret coming to help out in the class, despite all the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whinyness&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;attention-seeking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i love it when God speaks to me through these &lt;em&gt;simple lessons&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed alot of worship cos i had to wait for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;maxine's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; class to finish and then we had message. i was kinda sleepy so i didnt concentrate as well as i would've liked. haha almost fell asleep mann. thanksssss maxine for taking my &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jacket&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah the message was good! praying shouldnt be abt &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanting stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;from God, or wanting Him to hear your requests.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it should be a relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like not just a one way thing, or an occasional thing, but an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing! seriously, that's what i reallyyyy need right now. like i learnt in my k2 class, to grow &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;closer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to God, we need to read our Bible and pray everyday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take me to the place Lord&lt;br /&gt;Where there’s &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing else but me and You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing for Your presence&lt;br /&gt;I know that You are calling me to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand&lt;br /&gt;And long for Your embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing else could ever take Your place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-3657094972159328562?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/3657094972159328562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=3657094972159328562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3657094972159328562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3657094972159328562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/10/met-nana-and-jess-for-breakfast-at.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-7666777928680492536</id><published>2007-10-27T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T09:58:22.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we didnt get in for drama night. which was really quite sad. though kinda predicted. ohwell! we did our best [cliche but TRUE!] and personally, i had TONS of fun! hahaha like telling jaime she looked like a _ _ _ _ _ _ and dressing the cast up! with the really funny bloopers and our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OH SO WONDERFUL MAKE UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; GO NADIA!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113 is like such a wonderfulwonderful class! inclusive of all the bimbos and nerds HAHAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah it was really veryvery fun(: especially when we were doing makeup. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;WE TOTALLY ROCKKK(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but lemme tell you that you shld never EVER attempt to do makeup for chengjing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost died lah! she was like squirming and wailing and running away and laughing. and i couldnt do it properly! but her makeup looked the best, if you ask me(: hahaha she's superduper cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to watch the other classes' skits! wooooo i think drama night will be COOL, especially since we dont need to worry and stuff(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our long awaited WCP [no, not &lt;strong&gt;UCP&lt;/strong&gt;] outing today! met &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; before that for lunch and went to vivo. hahahahahahahaha it was suuuuuuper funny, with her trying to sing "how much is that doggy in the win&lt;strong&gt;DOW&lt;/strong&gt;!" wahhhh she's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;tonedeaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lah! and how she was worrying abt r! coming to talk to her. HAHAHAAHA they are really suuuuper entertaining! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine bought a bday present for lynette from DIVA! &lt;strong&gt;GRACE I KNOW YOU LOVE THAT PLACE.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHA. there was a trannie there! who was really nice. but it kinda freaks me out abit. hahahaha grace &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;TRANNIE CENTRAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went to build-a-bear for a while! HAHA i have this stupid picture of maxine highfiving the bear mascot!SUPER RETARDED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RyRLLfoT_vI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qmvzf0P-Y8o/s1600-h/yowhatsupbear!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126304936695693042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RyRLLfoT_vI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qmvzf0P-Y8o/s320/yowhatsupbear!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to church and we were early! so we waited a while with kelly megan and her friend alana [i think] and then me and maxine went in joshua's car to WCP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only like a few bb guys went, those regular ones lah(: who are fun! though i only played like 1 game with them hahaha. and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;spiky hair jeremy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came! &lt;u&gt;superduper cute and tiny high voiced jeremy!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I DONT CARE ME AND MAXINE DISCOVERED HIM FIRST TIANYI! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah everyone totally took jeremy as a possesion, super funny. tianyi was super gay cannn! like hugging him going "future acsian rugger!" EEEYER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but he is really super cute! [jeremy, not tianyi(:] cant believe he like guilted me into giving him the ball during captain's ball! lame lah, i block him that time, his team all say "cannot bully small boy!" wahhh cant stand it manzxzxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first we played ultimate frisbee, which was quite boring cos most of us couldnt bother running. hahah. then we played captain's ball! i was with juliana and janahan and stuff. me and maxine were the captains. and maxine screamed like every time the ball came to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they split us into teams based on the colour of our shirts! i was in white, so i was in benhooi's team! and we played against the blacks, which was grace abd behlary! benhooi is super &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HILARIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos joshua was like, "remember! this is not about having fun, it's about winning!" and benhooi told us, "he's wrong! it's about having fun, not winning. that's why they will let us win(:" HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then throughout the game he was going, "&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohno&lt;/strong&gt; the blacks are attacking&lt;/span&gt;!" and "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the black plague is here!&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;it seems that they have seen through my plan&lt;/span&gt;!" and "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it will be like night and day(: GOOD AND EVIL HAVE NO ASSOCIATION&lt;/span&gt;!" HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we played another game, and this time me and maxine were in the same group! surprisingly maxine didnt make TOO big a fool of herself. hahahaha we were actually active and kinda useful in this game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played with benedict, martin benhooi, tianyi they all . whoa megan's friend is SO rough lah! like she pushed the ball from my hands and it hit my face. LIKE&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;OUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; MAXINE! it was really fun lah, though i was totally WIPED OUT after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, in general my day at WCP was GREAT! so much fun:D despite the worries [PICTURE!], slight awkwardness [bb boys D:] and GAYNESS [&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMOTIONAL SCARRING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!] yeah the planning comm did a terrific job, but i think the company made it even better(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to church cos there was extra food and me grace and maxine ate ALOT. hahaha. after quite long, talking abt AHEM alot of stuff, nana and euclid went with us to the train station and euclid took the train with us. hhahaha i think he thought it was safer(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine lah! scared to walk back by herself. but yeah, i was super xian at the thought of spending half an hour on the train, so kindkind maxine lent me her &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;! and i know this sounds abit...&lt;em&gt;bizarre&lt;/em&gt;, but i think i actually got kinda ministered to on the walk back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to all the christian songs on her ipod, and i was singing lah, just worshipping for awhile. then i started praying, abt all this unsureness of the spirit stuff lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think if i just try to use my own brainpower or whatnot to try and figure it out, it's not gonna work lah. euclid talked to me ystd and he brought up this point that i had in my head for such a long time. i just needed to hear it from someone else. i thank God that He sent euclid to come tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant just base facts and principles on what euclid tells me, or what nana tells me, or what mummy tells me. i think i just have to pray for that personal touch from God. to read it in the Bible, and discover it from God myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still working on it lah. praying for the doubts fear and insecurities to be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know You've washed me &lt;strong&gt;white&lt;/strong&gt;, turned my darkness into light&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;need Your peace to get me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, to get me through this night&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;can't live by what I feel, but by the truth Your word reveals&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not holding on to You, but You're holding on to me&lt;br /&gt;You're holding on to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, can You show me just how far the east is from the west&lt;br /&gt;'cause I can't bear to see the man I've been come rising up in me again&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of Your &lt;strong&gt;mercy&lt;/strong&gt; I find rest&lt;br /&gt;'cause You know just how far the east is from the west&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;From one scarred hand to the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-7666777928680492536?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/7666777928680492536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=7666777928680492536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7666777928680492536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/7666777928680492536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-didnt-get-in-for-drama-night.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RyRLLfoT_vI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qmvzf0P-Y8o/s72-c/yowhatsupbear!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-3180680632783790362</id><published>2007-10-25T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:17:58.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vel fell asleep till 10 ystd so i didnt get a chance to blog!&lt;br /&gt;so let's start with ystd: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIRIM DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was also our class dc day but WHATEVERRRR! hahah ohyes i signed up for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WADDLE CHEERLEADING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i so hope i dont regret this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw! we had shirimmmmmmmmmmm:D mdm kour [HA!] didnt come so peiling shihui and elissa took us! hahah the 3 of them were super cute with their personality tests and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"personal attention"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the quadrangle and they tahght us scotland the brave! hahah kinda emberassing cos we had to stand up and play in front of the redcross ppl who were doing situps and going &lt;strong&gt;"WE WILL PROTECT THE SCHOOL FROM HORNET ATTACKS!"&lt;/strong&gt; haha quite funny, no offence to &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;redcross&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we have our buddies! we were informed of them ystd(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shihui - me!&lt;br /&gt;elissa - joongyan&lt;br /&gt;peiling - deborah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and yay we learnt half of&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;scotland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant rmb what it sounds like haahaha. then we went back and mr wallace thought we had been slacking! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then peiling shihui and elissa got out their pipes. yihhui rachel and waiian got out their snare drums while me joongyan and deborah just stood there with our chanters.hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played whatever we could with our chanters and just watched for the rest of the time. then mr wallace had to leave, but he told us to get our pipes. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;TIME OF DOOM&lt;/span&gt;. i was whining like mad. hahahahahah. yes i can get really whiny when i want to [ask yihhui :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I CANT PLAY A PIPE! I'M A FAILURE! CRYCRYCRY ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took them out, but obviously i couldnt make a sound with it D: elissa lent her easier pipe to joongyan and shihui lent hers to me too! but only after i tried my super difficult pipe for reeeally long. so by the time i got shihui's pipe, i was like WHOOOSH exhausted/exasperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i blew into shihui's pipe. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;BUT IT STILL DIDNT WORK DDDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so they let me play elissa's pipe! which was apparently easier. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;BUT IT STILL DIDNT WORK DDDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joongyan managed to make a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LONG ENOUGH SOUND!&lt;/span&gt; and obviously deborah and her power lungs could like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;PLAY A SONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; alrd. and so i was left all alone, with a soundless pipe. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;FAILURE PLSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was all lightheaded from trying so many times. hahaha shihui and elissa were like: "go and sit down sit down! go and drink water!" and joongyan was like "dont faint ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah. after getting over the dizzyness, i was all whiny. like&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; suuuuper whiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lah! cos i was really frustrated and feeling loser-ish): hahahah elissa and shihui started going:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;dont cry dont cry! you cry i also will cry! comecome i give you personal&lt;br /&gt;attention!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;hahahahahahah. suuper cute(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LITTLE DRUMMER GIRL AND LITTLE PIPER BOY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was suuuuuper funny plsss! hahahahahahaha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, had acp fair today! was super hectic looor! so hard to get ppl to come to our stall D: i stayed at the stall for really long before going to buy safety pins. haha to attach to our pincushion things. when i was abt to leave i saw elissa peiling and shihui! and i was shrieking like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;me: shiren!shiren! did you see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiren: yeah yeah i saw them! bong did you see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bong: yeah i saw them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: go and sell to them quick! go go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah and this was right in the middle of the canteen and it was really high pitched and LOUD!(: got turned down by so many ppl): but my enthuness was influential to some i guess? hahaha managed to make miss tan and miss koh and miss chionh and some random teacher to buy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty high until stupid yihhui was all stony and pissed. so i got stony and pissed and couldnt be bothered to help anymore. so i went back to class to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discussed some stuff with&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;janne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jaime&lt;/span&gt;! haahahah and i read my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;max lucado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; book(: woooo i shared it with janne(: hope it made a difference in some way! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and talked to r! and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;maxine(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHHA IT WAS SUPER FUNNY PLSSS. i have found my new &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;source of entertainment&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bring me joy, bring me peace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bring the chance to be free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bring me &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anything that brings You glory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know there'll be days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When this life brings me pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if that's what it takes to praise You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bring the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-3180680632783790362?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/3180680632783790362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=3180680632783790362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3180680632783790362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3180680632783790362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/10/fell-asleep-till-10-ystd-so-i-didnt-get.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-2850871750183550560</id><published>2007-10-22T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:06:07.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maxine's post is inspiring right?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my experience wasnt that picture perfect. not saying that God is like, un-powerful! cos He's really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yeah! but i'll tell you, ystd was really not like what i expected it to be and it was SUCH a mix of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the craziest emotions you wouldnt imagine putting together. but they were all there ystd, in the presence of God. and rusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doubting, unsureness, confusion, remorse, regret, repentance [i know this isnt an emotion. but it was there(:], joy, anger, jealousy, more remorse and more confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WHOA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. what is happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you ask me now, i still cant give you a very sure answer. i'm still in a blur. but i want to get out of it. and i will, with His help(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His presence was really evident ystd. though i didnt sense it at first. i think it's cos i was distracted by all that doubt and fear in my heart. cos of all the preconceived ideas i had before the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the message i continued questioning. in my head. it was just hard to change the idea i had overnight you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end we prayed. all of us. and rusty asked who wanted prayer to raise our hands. i felt this urge to raise mine. and i saw maxine raise hers too. rusty came to pray for both of us together. and i couldnt stop shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my legs were just shivering. and i couldnt stop them from shaking. i dont know whether it was because i was cold or what. haha. but i doubt that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during this time when rusty went round praying for everyone, tears just came from my eyes. like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nonstop tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. jessica came to pray for me, in english and tongues. and i'm reallyreally grateful for that(: that prayer really helped alot:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rusty gave a prophesy. and so did euclid. and aunty cat gave this image that she saw in her head. and during this period, the line that came to my head was &lt;blockquote&gt;LORD do what You want with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i think abt it, it was really quite accurate. if He thinks that i'm ready for the gifts then He'll give it to me. if He thinks i'm not ready, He wont. simple as that. and i think that this line really helped me through ystd alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt receive gifts of the Spirit last night, but that doesnt make it a wasted experience!(: i have asked and seeked for those gifts. and i believe that when my Lord thinks i am ready and matured enough to use them, He will give them to me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stood up to leave. wah i was really unsteady. like my legs were still kinda shaking. and my eyes hurt from crying. i thought i was gonna like fall down cos i felt kinda shaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we were abt to leave, rusty started doing ministering. maxine wanted to go. but she was scared. and when she started to cry, jessica and i hugged her and for some reason i started to cry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rusty prayed with her and like she mentioned, she was slain. and i felt really happy for her cos she told me she felt really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peaceful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after that(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went down too. and he prayed for me. wow the Lord's words through rusty were just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt; so powerful! just these 4 simple words made me start sobbing uncontrollably: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Child, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then before i knew it, i was on the ground. but before i had a chance to let the Holy Spirit kinda minister to me, rusty got me up again cos my mum told him abt my scoliosis. and he prayed for me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good experience. actually, i think the word GOOD doesnt justify it. a more accurate word is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. cos His presence was there(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the car me and mummy talked alot. and i really told her ALOT more than i have ever. when she went to the petrol station to pay and go to the toilet, i took the opportunity in the car alone to just pray. that prayer was just SO helpful. all the previous mix of emotions transcended to PEACE. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;GOD'S PEACE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but&lt;br /&gt;you receive the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Spirit of sonship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And by him we cry, "Abba, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Lord for making me Your child, and for giving me your Spirit that lives within me to &lt;u&gt;teach and guide&lt;/u&gt; me. i pray that You fill me with the Spirit and give me a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for You, Lord. help me to desire the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;giver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than the gifts Lord, for You are the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Most High God&lt;/span&gt;. thank You Lord for such an amazing experience and for this encounter with You. i pray that i &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; leave You again. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-2850871750183550560?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/2850871750183550560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=2850871750183550560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2850871750183550560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/2850871750183550560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/10/maxines-post-is-inspiring-right-my.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-3436136902165181705</id><published>2007-10-22T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T10:41:53.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello i'm &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; i was at diane's house (:&lt;br /&gt;okay i played dinerdash with her yesterday for a loooooong time :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, rusty russell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AMAZING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God was there, and honestly there's nothing better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after rusty baptized me in the Holy Spirit, i felt like there was something kinda holding me back, but after he led me in a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;prayer of forgiveness,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; i felt &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHOA&lt;/span&gt; super happy &amp;amp; peaceful&lt;br /&gt;and i know it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;definitely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from God! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i just got off the phone with &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Uncle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ANYWAY, to know that what God honours is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His&lt;/strong&gt; promise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; is just really assuring (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not good at studying, neither am i good at praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the LORD looks at the heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really happy 'cos &lt;strong&gt;God can use &lt;em&gt;anyone&lt;/em&gt;, as long as they're willing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;LUKE 11:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"If you then, though you are evil, know how to give &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;good gifts&lt;br /&gt;to your children&lt;/span&gt;, how much more will your Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to those who ask&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;AMEN TO THAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need to pray in faith, believing that i'll receive :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-3436136902165181705?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/3436136902165181705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=3436136902165181705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3436136902165181705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/3436136902165181705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-im-maxine-i-was-at-dianes-house.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-246127477659605353</id><published>2007-10-20T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T01:07:49.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was an... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVENTFUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day(: hahah &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TYVM MAXINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hilary decided to go to mgs to surprise maxine! you know, as a belated birthday thing since we didnt go on the actual day. yes, i know we're such &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWEET and THOUGHTFUL friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, right maxine?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA. who knew it would rain ystd. and i happen to NEVER bring an umbrella. so as a result, i got soaking wet. plus! i asked yirong abt the equitorial busstop. and we just so happened to be talking abt different busstops! and so i had to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;WALK IN THE RAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the right busstop. MORE soaking wet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally finally met behlary there. but we were SO behind schedule. so we just had to let maxine in on the surprise, no choice): and it turns out! that she didnt read our smses asking her to stay in sch. and she alrd left by the time we reached!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aunty jan came to fetch us [lemme remind you that we were both wet and cold] and we took a car ride [thankssssssss] before coming back to mgs. because maxine wanted to "show us off" to her friends! hahah. who were all really cute, espcially &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;LYNETTE!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we decided to go to the acsi EXODUS concert/worship thing that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee so we went back to holland v, via &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERCEDES CAB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(: with a very friendly uncle laughing at our convo. cos maxine was asking him "is the horfun nice?" then he said yes. and maxine said "does it taste like...horfun?" and i replied "no it tastes like charkwayteow" HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ate then went back to maxine's house. bathed and went through maxine's wardrobe. hahahah. and then we went to lynette's house to eat dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynette's mum btw, has this HORRIBLE impression of maxine. and maxine couldnt use chopsticks! still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;GEHKIANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; try to use. in the end lynette's mum had to give her fork and spoon HAHAH. and since last time lynette's mum said maxine ate like a dog, maxine decided to eat veryveryVERY slowly ystd. sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to exodus! which was really fun! though not at first(: and i saw ______ and _____. hahahah was quite amusing actually(: too bad we didnt see benhooi or smth): at first it was abit...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and the songs they sang were abit... i dont know lah. but it didnt seem right to worship with those type of songs. even though the lead singer was very funny(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this truthmin band. who were like older adults. and they sang welcome to my life and bad day. i thought it was just kinda inappropriate. but after that they sang better songs. more decent i guess. and they showed the lifehouse skit video which i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so much(: hahah hilary was super touched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then sonic edge came on! who were the best, if you ask me. but ohmyyy the music was chao &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOUD&lt;/span&gt;. and we were in the 2nd row, thanks to me(: but it was really good lah, worshipping God. like just giving everything to Him. surrender it all man(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and that night, i decided to make a change in my life. hahah sounds very dramatic and all. but! i think the most major change i need to make, i think i said this before, is LOVE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i always thought, oh must love them so they know i'm christian and they might want to be christians.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but last night, i realised that it's only half correct. because i  forgot the most impt part! which is to love them &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;USING CHRIST'S LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i mean, obviously with this heart of mine, it's quite impossible to love certain people right! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i have to love them &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE CHRIST FIRST LOVED US&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. God probably found me annoying too! hahah but He still loved me nonetheless. and so, the love we show should be CHRIST'S. i think it sounds kinda weird, but when you think abt it, it makes sense(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah the worship was really good. i actually cried, which was unexpected at the beginning hehh(: and people were kneeling. which was good too!:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and i forgot to mention that i taught hilary helpful local/singlish phrases ystd! haha i'm not gonna attempt to make her speak lousy english like me(: i taught her:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sok = crazy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sotong = squid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;paikia = bad kid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pai = bad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hiam = spicy/hot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seh = cool [HAHAH ZEST]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heeheee:D i'm a good teacher yes hilary!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ATTEMPTED to go out today! because hilary wanted to eat kfc. hahahahahah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so we decided to meet at dhobyghaut [however you say it hilary!] i was the earliest! which is a HUGE surprise(: so i waited around and attempted to look for the kfc. because hilary was convinced that there was one in the station.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;looked and looked. called maxine and attempted to look for her! but it turns out we were at diff entrances so i just wasted my time wandering around the station. then hilary calls us from her TAXI and after much much much confusion, we're told that it's the one in plaza sing. i was like ?!?!?!!!?!?!?!??!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in the end we ate behlary's cheese fries and left. hahaha. and we ran trains! whooooo hahah got me out of my stoniness(: then we went for worship!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;really good worship as usual(: yayyyyy i love worship!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we had a message on eagles vs turkeys. are you the one that says "it cant be done!" or says "how can it be done?" trust in your limitations or trust in God's power? hahah pastor adrian was funnyyy. and i agree with maxine, his messages are getting better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we had worship again, and altar call. which was in relation to the exodus thing ystd! abt surrendering yourself &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FULLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to God(: knelt at the altar again and just really gave my all. let Him fill me. i really hope it changes my life and that it's not some weekend high thing(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's 1 now and i just helped mummy do a powerpoint for tmr's kool club(: now i am chao sleepyyyyyy... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's a rusty russell session tmr. that i am really torn abt. on one hand, i want to go and see what God has in store for me, i mean it's a good opportunity. but on the other, i'm really scared i end up trusting rusty russell more than the Bible. cos i've nv heard him speak before. and i'm scared i'll fail the test of faith. so....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess i'll go lah. i mean, running away from the test is no better than failing right?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-246127477659605353?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/246127477659605353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=246127477659605353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/246127477659605353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/246127477659605353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/10/yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-8142953974554759558</id><published>2007-10-17T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:25:32.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOO i got new pics from grace's hp camera! hahah a few only, and some are not nice but you have to see IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxYGM9c1SlI/AAAAAAAAAYs/nYVlID88djM/s1600-h/DSC01776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122288445904210514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxYGM9c1SlI/AAAAAAAAAYs/nYVlID88djM/s320/DSC01776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo me and grace's feet!&lt;br /&gt;my feet look some sickly shade :/&lt;br /&gt;but i looove my pink shorts!(:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah i just realised that both grace and i have ugly tanlines on our feet. and that they are different colour from our legs :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxYGNNc1SmI/AAAAAAAAAY0/eakHL3yYKQc/s1600-h/DSC01777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122288450199177826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxYGNNc1SmI/AAAAAAAAAY0/eakHL3yYKQc/s320/DSC01777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and grace in the seeeeeea!&lt;br /&gt;grace why your hair in my face hurhh!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxYGMtc1SkI/AAAAAAAAAYk/o7C5r8w3j78/s1600-h/DSC01775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122288441609243202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxYGMtc1SkI/AAAAAAAAAYk/o7C5r8w3j78/s320/DSC01775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SAVED THE BEST FOR LAST!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH ONE OF MY FAVOURITE PICS! HAHAH THIS TRUMPS ALL I THINK(:&lt;br /&gt;chao bimbotic + lian + UNGLAM :O&lt;br /&gt;perfect combo maxine!&lt;br /&gt;i give you 2 thumbs up(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh wish i had more pictures! grace must send me EVERYTHING! together, we will expose maxine's horrible photos and we can blackmail her! :O :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahah today school was pretty fun(: i'm enjoying the post eoy thing so far. went to school early in the morning to paint the netball carn banner! it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PRETTYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: yirong's blog has a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had chem spa. ahhhhh i just hope i dont fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we got geog. i didnt do... TOO badly. but i wish i studied harder lahhh. ohwell, thank God in ALL circumstances. yesyesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then me and rachel had 2 hrs before SHIRIM so we walked to fareast! it wasnt too far [hhahah maxine i'm witty yes!]i stole her cheese fries at kfc and we both went to mcdonalds to eat apple pie!:D then she bought the latte from mccafe! JUST CHILL. HAHAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we went to the gb room to slackkkk! rachel ATTEMPTED to write her letter to ms ong, but never got past the 2nd sentence. hahahah. and they were talking alotalotalot of rubbish in there! HAHAH super funny, with alicia and her joyjoy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIRIMMMMMMMMMM!:D :D :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah i miss it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yayy i love shirim(: me and joongyan mastered [sort of] marie's wedding! deborah's not counted cos she could alrd play it!(: hahahah her and her lungs of STEEL. wooo POWERLUNGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we tried the PIPES! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kindasortofbarely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;MADE A SOUND WITH THE PIPE!&lt;/span&gt; :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a start!(: hahahah. me and joongyan were super demoralised plsssssss. blowblowblow and then no sound. i blew until i was soooo dizzy and had to sit down. hahah we have agreed to bring a spade next week and dig a hole for us to bury our heads into. so failure lah!D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;did you know....&lt;/em&gt; that the pipe goes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BEHBEHBEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if you cant play it properly [like me!]? hahah mdm kaur said so herself! i just realised that i'm not sure how to spell mdm kaur's name. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36733347-8142953974554759558?l=fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/feeds/8142953974554759558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36733347&amp;postID=8142953974554759558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8142953974554759558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36733347/posts/default/8142953974554759558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuschiarhythm.blogspot.com/2007/10/woooo-i-got-new-pics-from-graces-hp.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040677900097743993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxYGM9c1SlI/AAAAAAAAAYs/nYVlID88djM/s72-c/DSC01776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36733347.post-4254960622186963666</id><published>2007-10-15T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:30:47.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOOOOO PICTURE POST OF &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;SENTOSAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at vivo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxN_mkRYPfI/AAAAAAAAATE/ji2WUmB_tG8/s1600-h/beh+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121577501798710770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxN_mkRYPfI/AAAAAAAAATE/ji2WUmB_tG8/s320/beh+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behlary and her COOL skiing shades at longjohns!&lt;br /&gt;where we had breakfast while waiting for GRACE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxN_m0RYPgI/AAAAAAAAATM/n7g1pqXI1Vs/s1600-h/beh+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121577506093678082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxN_m0RYPgI/AAAAAAAAATM/n7g1pqXI1Vs/s320/beh+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxN_nkRYPiI/AAAAAAAAATc/vE8l8roXYaE/s1600-h/beh+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121577518978580002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxN_nkRYPiI/AAAAAAAAATc/vE8l8roXYaE/s320/beh+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine ATTEMPTING to look cool with my ahem "bag of balls!" on her back(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOGtERYPkI/AAAAAAAAATs/oBPDs1leAX0/s1600-h/beh+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121585310049254978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOGtERYPkI/AAAAAAAAATs/oBPDs1leAX0/s320/beh+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNGLAM! as usual(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOGtURYPlI/AAAAAAAAAT0/SB4-s3fo104/s1600-h/beh+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121585314344222290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOGtURYPlI/AAAAAAAAAT0/SB4-s3fo104/s320/beh+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got bored while queuing for tics. hehh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOGuURYPoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7Dy3I_UpRD4/s1600-h/beh+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121585331524091522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOGuURYPoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7Dy3I_UpRD4/s320/beh+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine's dry grass hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOH_kRYPsI/AAAAAAAAAUs/sUX3WvzmTRk/s1600-h/beh+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121586727388462786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOH_kRYPsI/AAAAAAAAAUs/sUX3WvzmTRk/s320/beh+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in comparison to behlary's ultra smooth "pantene commercial" hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOH_ERYPpI/AAAAAAAAAUU/pkp2KxUS0tc/s1600-h/beh+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121586718798528146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOH_ERYPpI/AAAAAAAAAUU/pkp2KxUS0tc/s320/beh+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOH_URYPqI/AAAAAAAAAUc/SacVKWUSzuY/s1600-h/beh+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121586723093495458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOH_URYPqI/AAAAAAAAAUc/SacVKWUSzuY/s320/beh+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha no comment(:&lt;br /&gt;the second picture is like PRICELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOH_URYPrI/AAAAAAAAAUk/z7XrlsbmEHI/s1600-h/beh+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121586723093495474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOH_URYPrI/AAAAAAAAAUk/z7XrlsbmEHI/s320/beh+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spy a PONTIANAK!&lt;br /&gt;and no, it's not the indian lady(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOH_0RYPtI/AAAAAAAAAU0/-0eEMxHxpYs/s1600-h/beh+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121586731683430098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOH_0RYPtI/AAAAAAAAAU0/-0eEMxHxpYs/s320/beh+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilary's worn out shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOJ-ERYPuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/G9320DoZvFQ/s1600-h/beh+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588900641914594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOJ-ERYPuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/G9320DoZvFQ/s320/beh+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxine's oh so well preserved shoes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOJ-0RYPwI/AAAAAAAAAVM/wn8p6jue5bg/s1600-h/beh+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588913526816514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOJ-0RYPwI/AAAAAAAAAVM/wn8p6jue5bg/s320/beh+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit, grace DOES look cool(:&lt;br /&gt;JUST CHILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOK4ERYPzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GVkH6GpNghM/s1600-h/beh+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589897074327346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOK4ERYPzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GVkH6GpNghM/s320/beh+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMBIAH LOOKED OUT!&lt;br /&gt;according to maxine's warped logic, imbiah is a MALAY from INDIA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we went cycling! it was suuuper fun, even though we all got MAJOR butt cramps :O hahaha and even the bicycle rental uncle was laughing at maxine's bimboness! hahahah that old uncle was cute(: pics of when we were taking a break(: and btw, maxine was singing veryvery loudly and veryvery offkey-ly while we were cycling. be glad that you werent there. hahahah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOJ-URYPvI/AAAAAAAAAVE/F4ymeVWGJ-4/s1600-h/beh+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588904936881906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOJ-URYPvI/AAAAAAAAAVE/F4ymeVWGJ-4/s320/beh+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOJ_ERYPxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/hXNtB2YSj1Y/s1600-h/beh+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588917821783826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOJ_ERYPxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/hXNtB2YSj1Y/s320/beh+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOJ_URYPyI/AAAAAAAAAVc/IX9DjayLzs4/s1600-h/beh+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588922116751138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOJ_URYPyI/AAAAAAAAAVc/IX9DjayLzs4/s320/beh+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOGt0RYPmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/g0lmOXBrG-4/s1600-h/beh+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121585322934156898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOGt0RYPmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/g0lmOXBrG-4/s320/beh+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOGuERYPnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/HGhwJm2XdjI/s1600-h/beh+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121585327229124210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOGuERYPnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/HGhwJm2XdjI/s320/beh+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that, we went to the beach! but before we could start playing, it started raining. GGG. so we went into sakae. again. hahah more pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOK4URYP0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/77vR68z8M-k/s1600-h/beh+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589901369294658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOK4URYP0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/77vR68z8M-k/s320/beh+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know who that is anymore! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, we're not that fond of taking pics.&lt;br /&gt;well, except maxine. hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOK40RYP1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/aobkORri1kM/s1600-h/beh+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589909959229266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOK40RYP1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/aobkORri1kM/s320/beh+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chao unglam plsssssssss!&lt;br /&gt;i think she was giving me killer looks cos i tried to steal her esprit.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. she was making a whole lot of noise(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOK5ERYP2I/AAAAAAAAAV8/iH5J2E_Y-5w/s1600-h/beh+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589914254196578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOK5ERYP2I/AAAAAAAAAV8/iH5J2E_Y-5w/s320/beh+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expensive esprit.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah alliteration maxine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOK5URYP3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/5T440BBfTEY/s1600-h/beh+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589918549163890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOK5URYP3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/5T440BBfTEY/s320/beh+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, no comment(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we decided to write a note and put it inside the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;you know, like in tv shows.&lt;br /&gt;so we wrote a whole load of rubbish on a sakae napkin and stuffed it in the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the beach, where it was still drizzling, and threw it into the sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOOs0RYP4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Gj1VBqHmvmw/s1600-h/beh+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121594101847310210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOOs0RYP4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Gj1VBqHmvmw/s320/beh+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOOvURYP5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/zY3DtkA_7AM/s1600-h/beh+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121594144796983186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOOvURYP5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/zY3DtkA_7AM/s320/beh+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to take a picture with the bottle to remember it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOOvkRYP6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/hL8WBsfP88s/s1600-h/beh+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121594149091950498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOOvkRYP6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/hL8WBsfP88s/s320/beh+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmy i think this is one of my favourite pics.&lt;br /&gt;hilary and grace fighting over who gets to throw it into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahah so childish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOOzERYP7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/IMiEWZYNNN8/s1600-h/beh+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121594209221492658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOOzERYP7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/IMiEWZYNNN8/s320/beh+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's in the air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOO2URYP8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/bPk6QLoS7Qk/s1600-h/beh+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121594265056067522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOO2URYP8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/bPk6QLoS7Qk/s320/beh+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's in the water(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the process, we got soaked in the rain. hahah. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we decided to go back to behlary's house, since she kept insisting we went(: so we took the sentosa express thing back! and obviously took pictures to distract ourselves from the fact that we were really cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOSZERYP9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/3fNx37fPafY/s1600-h/beh+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121598160591405010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOSZERYP9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/3fNx37fPafY/s320/beh+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo!&lt;br /&gt;i caught grace when she was blinking(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOSZURYP-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/SCrNgx7zUUI/s1600-h/beh+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121598164886372322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOSZURYP-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/SCrNgx7zUUI/s320/beh+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this photo looks like one of affection right!&lt;br /&gt;but actually grace was trying to convince maxine that her anus was not made out of bronze.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha so crude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOSZkRYP_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/kubdkAYbah4/s1600-h/beh+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121598169181339634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOSZkRYP_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/kubdkAYbah4/s320/beh+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOSZ0RYQAI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UzAfN5e-JYw/s1600-h/beh+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121598173476306946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOSZ0RYQAI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UzAfN5e-JYw/s320/beh+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOSaERYQBI/AAAAAAAAAXU/YNTj75DbD8Q/s1600-h/beh+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121598177771274258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CDqg7q0rIio/RxOSaERYQBI/AAAAAAAAAXU/YNTj75DbD8Q/s320/beh+049.jpg" border="0
