<?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-12017231</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:52:23.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Soul.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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>201</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12017231.post-116927116394883912</id><published>2007-01-20T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T13:32:44.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is kinda like dedicated to my classmates in 1B04. I wanted to blog yesterday night, but you know, blogger just lag. Ok, off the point, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was Friday, last day of Semester 2. Last day together with 1B04. I think I'm gonna miss them quite a bit. I'm not one who enjoys parting and afterall, we've been together for a 1 year (almost) already. Being an emotional freak, I feel really down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time school starts, I'll be having new classmates and I'm scared by this thought la. I hate making new friends all over becos' people tend to think I've got attitude problem. I feel like crying at this thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parting is part and parcel of life. Cliche? But its damn true. You meet new friends, and they leave you. Life goes on and you meet new people again. I've a few good friends that have left my life, period. And I guess I'm still doing fine though I still miss them. 'Learn to let go' sounds easy ya? But I find it as hard as Econs is. The thought of it is going to make me cry, again. All of a sudden, I miss Zhuwen a lot. And he's got his own life in jc, so I guess I shan't bother him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have a great weekend people. SP is trying to get us killed by putting Econs and PACC papers side by side. ( :  Have fun mugging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To 1B04 sweethearts : I'm gonna miss you people loads. Takecare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116927116394883912?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116927116394883912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116927116394883912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116927116394883912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116927116394883912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-post-is-kinda-like-dedicated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116895949158286731</id><published>2007-01-16T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:58:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IDEA is so straining. The worse thing is that its only 2 credits and we are all slogging like hell. I swear that school is such a bitch. I guess all my classmates haven't been sleeping well since Term 4 started. All the projects and reports and exams are coming at once. I'm so dead. School is sucha bitch, am I right or am I right?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just don't know how to express my feelings to people. It isnt an ability that I should feel happy about. The part on having little grey matter is damn true ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I am f- peeved. Lost the blogging mood.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116895949158286731?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116895949158286731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116895949158286731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116895949158286731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116895949158286731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2007/01/idea-is-so-straining.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116835402313319065</id><published>2007-01-09T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:47:03.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i happen to knock myself silly on my head when i was young thus the grey matter in my brain is like so pathetic and little. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SP definitely is trying to kill us all, or is it only me? I screwed up my Economics and Statistics. And exams are just around the corner. I told you (if there's anyone of you) i'm extremely &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt; this year and I managed to prove myself right again and again. ( I can do fortune telling already) IDEA module is just a whole load of crap, i cant see myself in the near future doing any designing of new and innovative products. but the business proposal part is something i must learn la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael said that mass comm doesnt suit him, thus he is transferring to a course (i think?) on pyschology &amp; whatever-i-cant-rmber . And i was so shocked about it because i thought that he really thought long and hard enough before he went into mass comm. I guess its not all about the thinking hard. Anyway, when i entered my course i didnt think hard at all and now, i  also think that dbf is not for me. hahaha. i'm such a dilemma. whatever it is, i'll just have to make the best out of this mess. may god bless me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116835402313319065?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116835402313319065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116835402313319065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116835402313319065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116835402313319065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-think-i-happen-to-knock-myself-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116792052233591123</id><published>2007-01-04T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T22:53:44.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Silence can be so frightening and yet be so comforting. But I hate silence. For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can cry non-stop now, but i don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What doesn't kills me makes me stronger"&lt;/strong&gt; I'm gonna make this my philosophy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116792052233591123?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116792052233591123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116792052233591123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116792052233591123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116792052233591123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2007/01/silence-can-be-so-frightening-and-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116762395763163692</id><published>2007-01-01T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:59:17.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are many ways to spend your New Year Eve and New Year Day.&lt;br /&gt;Probably, having some feast with your lovely family.&lt;br /&gt;Or squeezing thru' the crowd in some MarinaBay or Esplanade or Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;But this year's special for me! I was down with fever since Friday. So i reckon that i'll be having extreme bad luck for the year of 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see me around, you'll find that I've this aura of bad luck. SO STAY AWAY FROM ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 2007!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116762395763163692?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116762395763163692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116762395763163692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116762395763163692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116762395763163692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2007/01/there-are-many-ways-to-spend-your-new.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116729283205334674</id><published>2006-12-28T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T16:57:02.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was BBQ with the lovely bunch of crazy people at EC. (pictures still with huiwen, and i guess i cant get it till like 2009). It was raining animals after i reached there.&lt;br /&gt;[oh ya, credits to my dearest old papas. He drove me there after my tuition. (: ]&lt;br /&gt;I was like freaking hungry when i reached there but i didnt get to eat anything cos they were still barbecuing. And then it was barbecuing in the rain! Mr LEE ZHUWEN was whining the whole time for not getting anything to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, despite the disappointing rain, i felt really happy to be there la. I didnt consider myself as part of the class la, but now i have the sense of belonging there. hahaha. ya, mushy,i know , miss all the crazy times we shared. love you all! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mv by corinne bailey rae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 230px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KtyNpkra1BQ" width="328" height="230" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she isnt all that pretty hottie, but she sings beautifully. enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116729283205334674?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116729283205334674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116729283205334674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116729283205334674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116729283205334674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-was-bbq-with-lovely-bunch-of-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116715008109725945</id><published>2006-12-26T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:58:09.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last weekend was really alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was out shopping for gifts for my mortal and Karinda isn't supposed to tag along but I pulled her out anyway after meeting her on the way to the station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was another day of shopping and its like neverending. Met Cindy and K and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JACCKIE&lt;/span&gt;(aka JWEN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the cafe before heading on our shopping spree and we were really tired after abt 4hours of non-stop walking, laughing and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve was spent with my darlings, a very different one indeed. HAHAHHA. We exchanged present when its only 10pm. And we promised to wait til the clock strikes 12 before we unwrap it, but we can't wait and unwrapped on the presents 10minutes later. HAHHA. It was then a whole lot of feasting, drinking, laughing at mad people. Marcus joined us while we were playing True or Dare. Its really dumb i tell you. No one is as dumb as us.&lt;br /&gt;We did the countdown by the riverside at Boat Quay. And after the countdown, everyone was busy sending texts and calling up everyone. HAHAHA. After that, it was more drinking and more laughsoutloud. We sat by the esplanade after Harry's closed and Jwen and I was like totally mad, laughing til our tears came out, and our tummy ached. Thats Christmas for me. I slept til 3pm after I reached hm at about 4plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/291347/SP_A0853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/950325/SP_A0857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/249649/SP_A0856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/669104/Photo-0439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/412555/SP_A0869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/228903/Photo-0434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/952066/SP_A0870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/455345/SP_A0875.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;did you see that thing above me? HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/476747/SP_A0892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/886385/SP_A0878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow's BBQ with my ex-classmates, but i doubt i can make it cos i've got tuition. So sad. i very much wanted to go and see them. But I guess there'll be more chances. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good night everyone. Have a great celebration. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116715008109725945?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116715008109725945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116715008109725945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116715008109725945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116715008109725945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-weekend-was-really-alot-of-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116672015083914869</id><published>2006-12-22T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T00:55:50.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm turning 18 in like what? 3months. Sadly, i still don't know what i really want. I was having this casual chat with my mom this afternn and i realise i really dont wish to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;Life's like this. We'll soon lose our ownself, and become someone totally different.&lt;br /&gt;oh shit. i'm getting really emo here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm having running nose and its disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Floods everywhere. But i think it'll be fun to walk around in water along the road. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CHRISTMAS IS JUST 2 DAYS AWAY. CAN'T WAIT. &lt;/div&gt;I hope we have fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest MANDY,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please come back soon. she misses you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm sorry i used to curse you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116672015083914869?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116672015083914869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116672015083914869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116672015083914869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116672015083914869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-turning-18-in-like-what-3months.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116661879661948975</id><published>2006-12-20T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:46:36.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Karinda Li is now at my house, using my wireless, my printer, my table and everything she sees. And she's trying to sabo me. 'Cos shes trying to get me to leak out our BIG XMAS SECRET. So, I hate her. i hate her. hate her. hate her. hate her totally. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back from Malaysia already. And its quite fun. And ya. hahahah. no more vocab for use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/100691/S3010107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/703986/S301006811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/70775/S3010070er.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lots of love! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116661879661948975?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116661879661948975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116661879661948975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116661879661948975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116661879661948975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/karinda-li-is-now-at-my-house-using-my.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116625741127130623</id><published>2006-12-16T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T16:23:31.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N-Hxbt5gpRw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N-Hxbt5gpRw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a film by Royston Tan.&lt;br /&gt;I got exposed to his film during my Gems class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116625741127130623?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116625741127130623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116625741127130623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116625741127130623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116625741127130623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116619186013395487</id><published>2006-12-15T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T22:11:00.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a happy day for me today. I have no idea why, but I feel quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was not in school on thursday. And i missed out Xinyi giving me my candy cane and Lisi giving me the choco. Thats so sad, but I got it the moment I was in school! So pleased. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/728589/Photo-0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, i know the picture sucks. OK. i took it during Gems while the other groups were presenting their project. RISKED MY LIFE. hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I won't be in SG for the nxt few days, but you can still get me on my cell. (: in MY only la. nthing big deal.&lt;br /&gt;Something pleasant, I got the xmas stuffs for my gfs alr. And I am still not going to say who's my mortal. HAHAHA. I want my boyfriend ok. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s THANKS LISI!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/p/s THANKS XINYI!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/p/p/s THANKS JASLYN IN ADVANCE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love is in the air. smell that? hahahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116619186013395487?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116619186013395487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116619186013395487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116619186013395487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116619186013395487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-happy-day-for-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116599310666836240</id><published>2006-12-13T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T14:58:26.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is only Wednesday and I'm feeling really lethargic. Though its the last week before the 3 weeks term break, it still is hectic. More and more reports, neverending IDEAS CA4, and the apparentlyIAMGONNADIE semestral end exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am still looking forward to Christmas 'cos my secret girlfriend santa is gonna get me my present! I am also excited about getting presents for them! Nownownow, I can't get my girlfriends to get the present with me 'cos whoever cheats or leak out any info will have no boyfriend. ohmygod. its a harsh curse. (i thought of that. HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres so many I wanna say and wanna do. But there isn't any listener and no time to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have a wish: 48hours a day and we sleep thru' 24hrs. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116599310666836240?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116599310666836240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116599310666836240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116599310666836240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116599310666836240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-is-only-wednesday-and-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116583842808153942</id><published>2006-12-11T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:00:28.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and yes, i've got short hair now.&lt;br /&gt;new hair symbolises a fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i'll have a fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;there'll be no resolutions this christmas and for the coming new year.&lt;br /&gt;it never come true because of my procrastination. blame no one but myself for the lack of determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, my only wish is that i dont get any badhairdays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116583842808153942?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116583842808153942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116583842808153942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116583842808153942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116583842808153942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-yes-ive-got-short-hair-now.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116573475201090473</id><published>2006-12-10T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T15:12:32.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a really busy week.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - met up with fadfadfad.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - dinner with cindybaby&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - proj discussion&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - met up with yixian, puikheng, yanle and zhuwen (didnt get to see him thou) and after that dinner with cindybaby, karindahoney and jiawendarling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken ytd. HAHAHHA. So dumb . We went to fly kites. And i managed to fly my kite without help ok! Jiawen did get help from some stranger. LALALA. I'm so proud of myself. for a moment i thought i was back to 14ish. ( : feels good to be with pple i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/951115/Photo-0414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/965278/Photo-0425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/234204/Photo-0407.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/255266/Photo-0419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/960428/Photo-0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/73829/Photo-0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/570870/Photo-0430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116573475201090473?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116573475201090473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116573475201090473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116573475201090473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116573475201090473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-really-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116550498621264726</id><published>2006-12-07T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T23:42:50.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear old blogger didn't allow me to sign in ytd. So here i am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banking?&lt;br /&gt;FT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had a longlonglonglong day today but its ok la, i'm not v tired. but still tired. WAHAHHA. I'm getting cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like my dear girl is having problems with some jerk. So, jerk, don't let me see you if not i'll kick your ass. althou i don't know what the problem is, no one ever update me. :(&lt;br /&gt;however, its a big NO if you wanna bully my dear girl (thou she refuses to look at my xmas list, shes still my girl) and YES, we'll kick your ass if you ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i can share some pictures with whoever that reads my blog: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My sweetheart, she took the pictures HERSELF ok. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/716103/Photo-0391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/815165/Photo-0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;took the picture in school the other day. wow, I'm the prettiest! HAHAHAHA! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/687852/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s  I guess its hard to please everyone. So, i shall stop trying. Hate me? I'm sorry, I can do nothing about it . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116550498621264726?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116550498621264726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116550498621264726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116550498621264726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116550498621264726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/our-dear-old-blogger-didnt-allow-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116532859705142786</id><published>2006-12-05T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T22:23:17.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the long awaited list of christmas presents is here!  (if anyone is waiting for it, that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. What I want for Christmas is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a digital camera, Sony T10!&lt;br /&gt;- a new haircut&lt;br /&gt;- a new hair colour&lt;br /&gt;- specs.&lt;br /&gt;- GPA of 4!&lt;br /&gt;- SURPRISE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on. I'm not gonna go on, my tutorial is still undone. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice week! ( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116532859705142786?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116532859705142786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116532859705142786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116532859705142786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116532859705142786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-awaited-list-of-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116524454730286496</id><published>2006-12-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:08:13.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few things happened today. And, no, I'm not closing down my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRS presentation for freaking 4hours plus. Its really killing me.&lt;br /&gt;The long and tedious presentation + bugger = HELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, photo taking for the class and I think it looked quite good. Took one stupid picture with jaslyn's camera. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/362158/classphoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, along with a few other pictures taken &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/857271/Photo-0359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/405713/Photo-0358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/336288/Photo-0364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/373106/Photo-0357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/294349/Photo-0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/268127/Photo-0365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 more weeks before term break. OH GOSH. I'm so looking forward to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yea, meet up with fadfadfadfadfadfadfad......... Had a nice Bakerzin dinner with her. YUM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/935417/Photo-0367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/582294/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/199387/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s I'll be listing down what I want for Christmas......in the nxt blog entry. HHAHAHAA. so my girls, you know what to get me. whahaha. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116524454730286496?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116524454730286496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116524454730286496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116524454730286496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116524454730286496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/12/few-things-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116490092059739346</id><published>2006-11-30T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:35:22.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My results are alright since I didn't really put in effort. &lt;br /&gt;I got Bs mostly, and a couple of Cs. And I'm like 95% sure that I'll fail Econs SUPER BADLY. Read, its super badly. I'm not sure if there'll be sub papers. I definitely don't want to be an FM for Econs. &lt;br /&gt;I think its about 3 weeks to TERM BREAK. I'm so looking forward to it. 'cause its forever projects and lullabytutorial and boringlectures. And tmr I'm having Econs, tutorials still not done. My tutor warned me about my attendance and I don't want to be barred from exams, that will cause me to be a FM student. NO...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to a lighter note. Dinnnnnner with my beloved girls and I feel that we've all moved on. I'm glad we did. (: You know, girls thing. Hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;But I really hope that my girls will get the happiness they deserve. We're nice sweet girls afterall. Just a tiny winy bit noisy. I'll keep my fingers crossed thru' the night and the whole tmr for K. Love you. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night world. I'm so tired because I spent one whole hour printing my research. How smart of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116490092059739346?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116490092059739346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116490092059739346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116490092059739346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116490092059739346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-results-are-alright-since-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116453362832493941</id><published>2006-11-26T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T17:33:48.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missed school for a week. Down with fever for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO SCHOOL. BYEBYE FEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the pictures I took and didn't manage to post up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the arrogant dog, but i like her alot. ( :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/877846/Photo-0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is an old dog. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/42490/Photo-0330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My lil' cousin. He can't keep still thats why I have to hold his head. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/133303/Photo-0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My lil-est cousin. And i look freakg horrible 'cause of the lack of sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/497872/Photo-0354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the cat. her name is Gorgeous. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4507/998/320/707101/Photo-0353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116453362832493941?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116453362832493941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116453362832493941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116453362832493941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116453362832493941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/11/missed-school-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116427262698978489</id><published>2006-11-23T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T17:03:47.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vanessa is back after 2 weeks. Many things happened in this week and I'm all tired out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the concern. ( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116427262698978489?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116427262698978489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116427262698978489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116427262698978489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116427262698978489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/11/vanessa-is-back-after-2-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116350923432577180</id><published>2006-11-14T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:01:55.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIT</title><content type='html'>SHITSHITSHITSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;This week is total shit for me. I'm damn bloody pissed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of the week. I realised I missed a chapter for my Econs paper on the way to school. Yep, you read 'ON THE WAY TO SCHOOL FOR THE DAMN PAPER'. And that was the longest topic. Like what the hell right? One fortunate thing is that it didnt come out in sectB. I tried praying before I start the paper, I think it did help me feel a lil less panicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stats paper was on level 3 and I went all the way up to level 5 on foot. And I started to panic 'cause I freaking thought that I missed the time. 2 papers a day can KILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounting paper tomorrow. Its not gonna be any better compared to Econs, Stats and ITAB.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired, I can't concentrate. I forgot all about bank reconciliation. SHITSHITSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;I can't afford to fail . I'm like so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello, where is my pillar of support? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116350923432577180?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116350923432577180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116350923432577180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116350923432577180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116350923432577180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/11/shit.html' title='SHIT'/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116333082107930576</id><published>2006-11-12T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:27:01.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;JO! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Tml's the start of the mid-semestral exam and I've not done anything productive. Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;I'm so dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;All the best to all having their exams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Let's pray hard. Keep my fingers crossed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116333082107930576?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116333082107930576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116333082107930576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116333082107930576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116333082107930576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-jo-tmls-start-of-mid.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116309299039928827</id><published>2006-11-10T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T01:23:10.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was told to update my blog, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY AMBITION IS TO BE A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;FIREFIGHTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Karinda was saying that she didn't know what she actually wanna be (something like that, I can't rmber) So, I said I wanted to be a firefighter! She told me not to, 'cause I will die on the first mission. HAHAHA. But if I die on my first mission, it will be worth it too,right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MANS. HOW I LOVE E-LEARNING !&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116309299039928827?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116309299039928827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116309299039928827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116309299039928827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116309299039928827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-was-told-to-update-my-blog-so-here.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116275016240067836</id><published>2006-11-06T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T02:09:22.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came across this online petition set up to help children to fight against online child pornography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really simple, light a candle for them to show your support. Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 407px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/lightamillioncandles.jpg" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lightamillioncandles.com"&gt;www.lightamillioncandles.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are aiming to light at least &lt;strong&gt;ONE MILLION&lt;/strong&gt; candles by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec 31,2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Give them the support they need. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116275016240067836?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116275016240067836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116275016240067836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116275016240067836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116275016240067836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-came-across-this-online-petition-set.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116265855098708148</id><published>2006-11-05T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:42:30.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few things to note :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- e-learning week is here = loads of BB stuffs to complete = ANNOYING&lt;br /&gt;- mid-semestral exams are here in 2 weeks (its freaking me out)&lt;br /&gt;- mom and sis are flying off later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. I missed school because I wasnt feeling too well and partly because I overslept.&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I missed GEMS and Econs and PACC, again. I seriously have no self-discipline man.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to do mugging for my mid semestral exams. I can't afford to do badly if I want my gpa to be 4. HA. its impossible. hahaha. 3 is good enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;But I went to meet my girls for dinner. hehehe. Had fun la, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. It all started from a msg by jwen at freaking 7.48am. So off we went town, again. Usual laughoutloud and the common hypothetical qns posted by jwen. hahahaha. but it was pretty bad for me 'cause something happened along the way and spoiled my mood. its been ages since i've been soo annoyed and peeved off man.shit. but its okay. just endure. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are more pictures but I'm lazy to post it up. Love you girls! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I realise that we should let our loved ones know that we love them. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Note to self: I need to do some serious mugging! And, I can move on just fine, alone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goooodnights everyone. Goodnight world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116265855098708148?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116265855098708148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116265855098708148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116265855098708148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116265855098708148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/11/few-things-to-note-e-learning-week-is.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116238856842892634</id><published>2006-11-01T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:42:48.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I'm here to edit my user name for my CRS e-learning stuffs, I might as well blog before anyone asks me to close down my blogs, you know, I have really mean and mad girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;School is hectic like usual and its tiring me out. More projects are coming up, more assignments, more tests, worse of all the stupid e-learning week is coming. Just let us have a week's break la, whats the e-learning quizzes all about man? The only conclusion I have is that SP is horribly KIASU.&lt;br /&gt;We've just cleared IDEAS CA2 today. And that DBA tcher just bombed all her qns on us. And its really annoying.SUPER ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I can't pronounce that word la, I'm already embarrassed enough and she still like that. AHHHH!! I am gonna kill myself by banging against the wall. But, everything has gone pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first week in the 3 months I've been at home without worrying about jacky. But lets hope that his results will be better than usual. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="234" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/untitled1.jpg" width="332" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I draw this for cindy a few weeks ago when she got her new hair cut, and ever since then, I've been giving her lots of names that she is not happy with. HAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cindy + Cheena = CHEEDY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OH, I SO LOVE ANNOYING MY LOVELY GIRL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;goodnight people. i am really tired. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116238856842892634?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116238856842892634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116238856842892634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116238856842892634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116238856842892634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/11/since-im-here-to-edit-my-user-name-for.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116204668340600797</id><published>2006-10-28T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:35:59.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a fine Saturday and day out with Fad. Though its just the usual town shopping, but its been a long time since we met, so I'm very excited.&lt;br /&gt;And, because theres no more Jacky today. Thus I am exceptionally happy. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takecare sweetheart, I know its hard for you to take things easy. But whatever happens, theres still me. Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116204668340600797?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116204668340600797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116204668340600797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116204668340600797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116204668340600797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-fine-saturday-and-day-out-with-fad.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116196511480136776</id><published>2006-10-27T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T00:05:14.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tutoring Jacky 4 times a week is so driving me mad and I think I'm insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way to Jacky's house and I took the wrong bus. -_-&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to take 811 to the bus interchange and then carry on to his house. I ended up taking 811E without realising it. I boarded the bus happpppily, thinking that I need not wait too long. And started reading my book, so engrossed that I didn't realise all the passengers on the bus has alighted, and the bus driver DID NOT NOTICE THAT THERES A DUMMY STILL ON THE BUS. And so he switched off the light (the bus was going into its parking lot alrdy) and that DUMMY thought that the bus driver wanted to kidnap her. I was so shocked la. After I thought about the possibility of him kidnapping me is 0, i told myself, 'the bus has a blackout'. And then, freaking NO. its still moving..... ONLY THEN I REALISE THAT ITS THE WRONG BUS I HAVE TAKEN. So embarrasssssssssssssing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yea, Jacky is still alive and kicking, I haven't killed him. YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes talking to my mom is such a chore. She doesn't get my point. But she's still my mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116196511480136776?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116196511480136776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116196511480136776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116196511480136776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116196511480136776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/tutoring-jacky-4-times-week-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116187310945021604</id><published>2006-10-26T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T22:39:02.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hi taecher, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do not like you because you want me to laern that timetable from 2 to 12. i also hate it when you ask me to draw models for my math quetions. i enjoy saying that 3 divided by 15 is eqauls to 5. i liek the spelling of thuesday and tursday. i relly hope that you will not be my taecher anymore. i liek to spell dctor and thik that 7*6=47. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love, jacky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe that Jacky will write this letter to me if he is 12years old now. But too bad he is only 8 and he can't express himself this well. I keep telling myself to carry on teaching him all the way until he finishes primary, if their parents allow, but the thought of me being an useless tutor is coming back almost everyday. I just suck at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shit. I hate getting depressed all over again. I don't want to be crying over lil matters. I am strong. &lt;em&gt;What doesn't kills me makes me stronger.&lt;/em&gt; And I will be. Brave and Strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;div align="center"&gt;anyways, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAAY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LYNNNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(advance la. hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116187310945021604?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116187310945021604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116187310945021604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116187310945021604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116187310945021604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-taecher-i-do-not-like-you-because.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116171257121843691</id><published>2006-10-25T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T01:56:11.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Day out with my ladies. And its a lonnnng time since we hang out together properly. We're always in a rush, either to go for my tuition or not something else pops out. So a proper day with the ladies is so lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Fun or image? I choose FUN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0309.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;SHITQUEEN,MUMBLE, PRETTY and CHEEDY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;SHITQUEEN,LM,PRETTY, MUMBLE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;LM is finally freeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0330.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0351.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; There will be loads of ugly pictures of Mumble.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stay tuned for MOREEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0348.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I actually forgot to do my assignments and now I'm rushing it out. And to make things worse, tomorrow's class starts at freaking 8AM. Its almost 2AM now.. I can't stand my forgetfulness. SHIT. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S         DEATHNOTE DON'T HAVE AN ENDING. AND ALL THE SEATS ARE BOOKED FOR DEATHNOTE IN VIVOCITY. HOW IS IT POSSIBLE? THAT SHOW DOESN'T HAVE AN ENDING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WK talked to me for a long time and convinced me that I'm ok. HAHAHA. THANKS. LOVE HIM LOADS. I'm driving everyone mad. I'm mad myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodnight world. I'm not going to sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116171257121843691?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116171257121843691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116171257121843691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116171257121843691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116171257121843691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-out-with-my-ladies.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116150921191919025</id><published>2006-10-22T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T17:26:51.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to my girlfriends 'cause I miss them dearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different schools, different schedules, different work. We are so busy to even meet up for dinnnner! Damnnit. I really miss you girls la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0214.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know that they are gonna kill me for putting these not-so-perfect pictures but nevermind la! We are us. So crazy and still so lovely. LOVE YOU GIRLS LA.&lt;/p&gt;&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/12017231-116150921191919025?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116150921191919025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116150921191919025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116150921191919025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116150921191919025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-post-is-dedicated-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116127009328668062</id><published>2006-10-19T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:01:33.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRAMPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JACKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i cant stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no more stripes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world. i'm off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2254&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116127009328668062?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116127009328668062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116127009328668062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116127009328668062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116127009328668062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/cramps-jacky-i-cant-stand.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116117902536393726</id><published>2006-10-18T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T21:43:45.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAZE HAZE HAZE</title><content type='html'>HAZE is making everyone go &lt;strong&gt;insane&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZE makes me sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZE contributes to the air pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZE makes the whole place damn stuffy and disgusting and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZE gives me the illusion that the sun is the moon in broad daylight.&lt;br /&gt;( i think only i understand what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZE makes my nose peel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZE allows me to stare at the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lecturer had a migraine this morning so we start at 0830 instead of 0800. But I was not informed, so like an idiot, waiting for the rest to come. Annoyed la. 'Cause when I think of the extra time I can spend sleeping. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDEAS is fun. I like =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do something about the burning trees pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no, i don't want to see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116117902536393726?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116117902536393726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116117902536393726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116117902536393726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116117902536393726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/haze-haze-haze.html' title='HAZE HAZE HAZE'/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116100896162849480</id><published>2006-10-16T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:29:21.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivocity-ed with my classmates and had a lot of fun with them. Hahaha. That place is damn huge. I will lose my way if I was alone. Bought a top from forever21. Its so much better than the outlet at Wisma.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0304.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The haze is damn bad today, and I dont like it. When I went home, jaywalking across the road, I thought I might get crashed by the car 'cause its so foggy la. I keep getting this feeling that if we put on our sweater and take a picture, we can tell others that we're at Genting Highlands.&lt;br /&gt;I think my eyes are getting so dry 'cause of the haze and I can't open my eyes properly. Hate the haze. Do something about the fire la! If the PSI hits 200, I shall skip school. HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacky is driving me mad now. I don't know how to teach him anymore, that day i told him how to spell Thursday and he STILL GOT IT &lt;strong&gt;WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;. I am going to faint. And today, he officially cried. And never seem to stop. I was on the verge of crying too. I feel so useless la, can't even teach him well. Timetable also cannot make it. I'm going to try harder................again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the bus at 8pm, on my way I saw this indian lady (look, I'm not trying to be racist or what la) and weird enough, while I was on my way back at 0930hrs, I saw her again. And this time, she's talking on her cellphone, and practically screaming into her cellphone. I was blasting my MP3 la, but I can hear her conversation SUPER CLEARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE SAID: ITS HER LIFE, NOT MINE! I DONT BOTHER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, look, shes being so rude and inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;So, if anyone sees me doing this, pls slap me to wake me up. And I really do mean it la. I don't want to be so rude la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0305.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I swear I will blog everyday and post a picture of khalis. Ugly pictures I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116100896162849480?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116100896162849480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116100896162849480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116100896162849480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116100896162849480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/vivocity-ed-with-my-classmates-and-had.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116092222982818893</id><published>2006-10-15T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:23:49.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been spending most of my weekends for the past few weeks painting. New coat of paint for the house. Hahahaha. Although I didn't help much, its still so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just had this sudden feeling of putting khalis' picture here. WAHAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116092222982818893?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116092222982818893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116092222982818893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116092222982818893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116092222982818893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-been-spending-most-of-my-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116075572033743923</id><published>2006-10-13T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:08:40.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Nigel's birthday and so, we bought a big brownie for him. The brownie is quite nice, from Brownie Factory located at Taka. Yep, hope he likes it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Trade Center was so great la. I think we should learn from it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(blogger suck. they don't allow me to upload pictures!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NIGEL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116075572033743923?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116075572033743923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116075572033743923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116075572033743923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116075572033743923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-is-nigels-birthday-and-so-we.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116066441266046972</id><published>2006-10-12T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T22:46:52.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the worse day with jacky. Until now he still don't get his spelling for Thursday right.&lt;br /&gt;He spelt it as THUESAY. I think he got it mixed up with Tuesday. But I have to admit that I think he is quite smart, well comparing to the last girl i taught, he was ABSOLUTELY SMART.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I got fed up and started lecturing him about not trying hard enough, (I think I have to do that 'cause I really put in the effort to teach him and gave him spellings and repeated the spelling for Thursday,Sunday umpteen times, I think I told him the correct spelling for 23993753245 times.................) OH GOD, he almost cried. I could see that his tears were on the brim of his eyes. And I was shocked la, it dawned on me that he is still a young boy and I shouldnt have be so harsh on him. I just overlooked that he is still a KID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just have to more patient. But I swear that I didnt scold him. I was just a lil more stricter than usual. (But my face without smiling = fierce, serious, scary and the list goes on...) So, I think I intimidated him................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless jacky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116066441266046972?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116066441266046972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116066441266046972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116066441266046972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116066441266046972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-is-worse-day-with-jacky.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116054726200217256</id><published>2006-10-11T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:14:22.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My classmates aloy and jonan are joining the school's Talent Time. Hhahaha. I feel so proud la. And they are really not bad ok? Got standard. HAHA. They are very cute la. I hope they get in today cause they're having the auditions today. And if they manage to get in, we must do a banner that says "WE LOVE ALOY AND JONAN!" Hhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine the whole bloody day, every guy in my class called me AUNTIE? I thought I would turn out as a Taitai, but no!? I'm AUNTIE. And they sang a song 'Auntie Vanessa' for me. Gosh. So sad la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, meet up with Lao San, Bo Rui and Waikit ytd for dinner. OK, the atmosphere sucked 'cause of some idiot. She knows who I'm talking about. The whole time, I was trying to not laugh. HAHAHAHA. Can't stand that DUMB LAOSAN. SHE BETTER WATCH OUT ON FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAO SAN: I FINALLY UPDATED. YOU HAPPY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116054726200217256?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116054726200217256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116054726200217256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116054726200217256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116054726200217256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-classmates-aloy-and-jonan-are.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-116014989767294590</id><published>2006-10-06T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:51:38.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was reading Catherine Lim's novel in the library and that book was about her writing about her funeral. I think its pretty cool to write down what I want for my funeral, just in case I die tomorrow. HAHAHA. Okay,but I think i'm quite fickle about what I want, so I might change all the details I want one fine day. If I really die, pls let my parents now about what I want. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;I want my coffin to be transparent, those really 'fairytale' kind of coffin. WAHAHA. I want to be 'snow white' la. cannot ah?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then i want the flowers to be sunflowers, vibrant what. Suits me.WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I want a corner that has comfy chairs and table for my 'visitors' so that they can write a note for me, whether its their blessings for me, or their wish. All those beautiful notes will be placed in my coffin as the visitors come and take a last look at me. So that I can bring up there to you-know-who. Ermm, I want my visitors to be in total black so it can be more toned-down glam. WAHAHA. All those decors must be in white so there's a contrast. The best contrast will be black and white. And I want to be in black too. Ermmm, a little black dress for me can? (And it must be able to hide my fats). The music played must be happy songs, like erm... I can't think of any. Rock is ok. Hip hop is alright. But no techno and hokkien songs (i dont understand hokkien..)&lt;br /&gt;Ermm, people invited must be people I know. Secret admirer also can la, if there is any. hahaha. People from my kindergarten, primary school, secondary school and SP. Can come then come la, cannot also nvm. But I'll get quite upset. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Pls burn me a house, no need bungalow, just a normal house will do. Laptop with internet connection, handphone, nice branded clothes, and luxurious cars. For now, I'm eyeing on mini cooper S cab (something like that) then in the subsequent years, you can burn me different cars. and a chauffeur too, so I can be driven around like &lt;em&gt;taitai.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I want my visitors to receive an invitation card. HAHAHHA. And i want to be featured in Straits Times under the Obituary section. It must be at least half a page big, (pls browse thru' the pictures in my laptop so that the nicest pic will be shown) and must be there for a few days. WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and ya, i can't think of any now. so will update nxt time. HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-116014989767294590?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/116014989767294590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=116014989767294590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116014989767294590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/116014989767294590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-was-reading-catherine-lims-novel-in.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115968472769950798</id><published>2006-10-01T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T14:40:34.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd better blog about ytd before I get 'humphed' by Karinda Li again. I had a lot of fun ytd, I hope you girls has as much fun as I did! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is really nice to meet up with my girlfriends. YAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 17th Birthday !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIFAAAAAAAA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&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/12017231-115968472769950798?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115968472769950798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115968472769950798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115968472769950798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115968472769950798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/10/id-better-blog-about-ytd-before-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115954807980398384</id><published>2006-09-30T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T00:51:12.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a week since school started. I guess I mentioned that I'll be half-dead at the end of the week. But I'm wrong, I'M DEAD. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;FA just this afternoon. And its not that boring afterall. Probably because of the tutor. First lesson and he showed us his half-naked picture. WOW! And he is quite funny too. So I enjoy the class. =)&lt;br /&gt;Catched Rob-B-Hood by jackie chan and louis koo. GOSH, MATTHEW THE BABY IS SOOOOOOO CUTE. He is so full of expressions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new found love. Matthew Medvedev!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Matthew%20Medvedev2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/details_robbhood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The show can't be that bad with a gorgeous baby like Matthew, so catch it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom will be 'leaving' her workplace officially and they had sort of a farewell dinner, and she came home looking all so sad. And started tearing. I was so shocked la! My mom always say, whats there to cry about. And now shes crying. HAHAHA. But of course, everyone will feel sad when they have to leave an environment they are so familiar with. But she's still working there, just that most of her colleague are leaving. I saw her crying and I ended up crying more bitterly than her, then my sis joined in (FYI, shes taking her PSLE later next week) hahaha. So the three of us sat there, crying. Hope mom will be happier when she resume work! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/S3010060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;OH JIAWEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&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/12017231-115954807980398384?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115954807980398384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115954807980398384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115954807980398384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115954807980398384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-been-week-since-school-started.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115916941237217326</id><published>2006-09-25T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T15:30:12.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of the horribly long semester in school. School is the same, still so crowded, still so annoying. hahaha. I'm not a school person. Had my taste of MOB and CRS. WA. All these modules are so lullaby. Just the first class and we have to write an essay for her (CRS). How scary. I can foresee that I won't be having fun in school. Nonono, I'm must be optimistic. School &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Monday is a short day, so its not so bad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to update my passport photo after class. Gosh, I look horrible. I feel like dying...................... haha. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be half-dead after this week.&lt;br /&gt;Honeymoon week? MY FOOT! hahhaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY 17th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANGELA. ^-^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hope you read this! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115916941237217326?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115916941237217326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115916941237217326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115916941237217326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115916941237217326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-day-of-horribly-long-semester-in.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115850911704230718</id><published>2006-09-17T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T00:05:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FENGSHUI IS GOOD!</title><content type='html'>My FATHER is so into &lt;em&gt;feng shui&lt;/em&gt; nowadays and he goes around our pathetic small flat with that compass of his in a hand and another hand holding the floor plan. And he is so enthusiastic about it (I can't understand why!) He comes in my room and start pointing to corners and telling me that that place doesn't 'wang' me. And I was telling him that he should start learning &lt;em&gt;fengshui&lt;/em&gt; earlier before I took O's. So that I can score a perfect L1R5 and go into VJC.&lt;br /&gt;HE is so messing up my room.&lt;br /&gt;IMAGINE he asking me to pack up all my stuffs and start shifting and messing up my room. O GOD. I DON'T WANT THAT.&lt;br /&gt;HE will be doing the shifting tomorrow 'cause my sis taking her oh-so-scary PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stand and watch the show. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised CINDY ANG to publish her MAGNIFICENT WORK on my blog. hahahaha. here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/CIN%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115850911704230718?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115850911704230718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115850911704230718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115850911704230718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115850911704230718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/09/fengshui-is-good.html' title='FENGSHUI IS GOOD!'/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115820454800335502</id><published>2006-09-14T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T11:29:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you believe in karma?&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do believe in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115820454800335502?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115820454800335502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115820454800335502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115820454800335502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115820454800335502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-you-believe-in-karma-yes-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115798570105087384</id><published>2006-09-11T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T22:41:41.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught Singapore Dreaming with &lt;em&gt;jackie&lt;/em&gt; this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/details_singaporedreaming.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a very real reality movie that uncovers Singaporean's life under that 'glamourous cover'. We appeared to be a very rich and confident lot, but whoever knows that deep within us, we have so many different problems. Problems at work, trouble with your spouse, high expectations to meet, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its very true that we should very contented with what we have and not cry over what we don't have.&lt;br /&gt;We all have a house to stay, enough food and water to keep us alive, love and care from family and friends. What more can we ask for?&lt;br /&gt;YESYESYES. LETS LOVE OURSELVES AND OUR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short short short meetup with karinda and wk after the movie........................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115798570105087384?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115798570105087384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115798570105087384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115798570105087384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115798570105087384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/09/caught-singapore-dreaming-with-jackie_11.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115789638353984074</id><published>2006-09-10T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:53:03.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had my 'class' chalet yesterday. I seriously am missing the time we shared when we were still studying in sembawang. All the stupid jokes, sarcasm, studying and everything. Gosh, i miss it soooo much.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. I had my try on rollerblading and I fell on my ass a few times AND I STILL DIDNT GET IT. Ok, I guess I have to try harder next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old school 'murderer' game made us all go mad with the embarrassing forfeits. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Zhuwen had to stand on the ledge and shout 'ITS NOT A BIRD, NOT A PLANE. ITS SUPERMAN!' With the standard superman pose. HAHAHA. Debbie had to ask a passerby if she looked like the print on her tee.Thats a tweety bird print btw. Longseng has to stand on the ledge and yell " I'M A STUPID MURDERER" hahaha. and I had to sit on the floor in the middle of nowhere and shout its not KFC in mandarin. HAHHAA. SO MUCHHHH FUN AND EMBARRASSMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/10-09-06_0143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The rest of the pictures with hweeboon. Yesyesyes... FUNNNN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115789638353984074?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115789638353984074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115789638353984074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115789638353984074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115789638353984074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-my-class-chalet-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115772493628120026</id><published>2006-09-08T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T22:15:36.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monnie (she called herself this, which i really don't understand) and I, together with Marcus and his friends went to Momo ytd. Music was great, but pple there can really be ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I had lots of fun with Monnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/1600/S3010043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/S3010043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/1600/S3010023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/S3010023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/1600/S3010039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/S3010039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/1600/S3010058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/S3010058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/1600/S3010028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/S3010028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/1600/S3010042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/S3010042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;                                                                                    (below) Yes, I'm a girl. But its 5AM, no one's there! And Monnie look dammned retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/1600/S3010069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/S3010069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/1600/S3010074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/S3010074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper at bugis is great.. If anyone's keen to go, can come ask me. YUMMY FOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115772493628120026?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115772493628120026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115772493628120026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115772493628120026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115772493628120026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/09/monnie-she-called-herself-this-which-i.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115744555362768378</id><published>2006-09-05T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T16:39:30.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contented</title><content type='html'>I watched Oprah this morning and I realised that WE should be very grateful for what we have and not cry over what we don't have.&lt;br /&gt;We should be glad that we have no cancer, we need no chemotherapy. We should be glad that we are born in to this beautiful world with complete limbs, perfect eyesight, with no extra fluids in our head.&lt;br /&gt;I know its hard, and I'm only another simple normal human, but I'll try my very best to be satisfied with what I have, love my family and friends, cherish their presence before its too late.&lt;br /&gt;That should be the attitude in life. And I'll be trying to achieve it, what about you? Are you going to blog 'bout how much unhappiness you have inside? How much sorrow you have to endure? I guess its time for us to let go whatever unhappiness in us and proceed on living in this beautiful world, with a beautiful soul.&lt;br /&gt;I will constantly remind myself how fortunate I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115744555362768378?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115744555362768378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115744555362768378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115744555362768378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115744555362768378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/09/contented.html' title='Contented'/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115703418186552303</id><published>2006-08-31T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:23:01.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! My mosaic workshop is over. And I'd lotsa fun. I finally tried what I've always wanted to and completed a piece of artwork. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My completed work. Say NICEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jiawen's work. Say, NOT AS NICE AS VAN'S. hahahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know what the hell she's trying to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, we had Japanese exchange students in our mosaic workshop, but sadly, I didnt see any cute pretty guys there. Awww. But they are very interesting.. They will 'ahhh!' and 'ohhh!' when the faciliator says something. Hahaha. Cute! And I realise that they are all quite good in their work. Yea. Had lots of fun doing it, and completing my masterpiece all by VANESSA! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We chilled at Starbucks after the workshop and talked about a lot of things. Life might be a lil' dull and down for me now, but it'll definitely be better tomorrow. Hahahaa. I'm trying to be positive here. =D  Goodnight lovely people, I had a hectic day today. Oh! Met CindyOng while chilling there. Had fun talking to her, she's still so cheerful. Cheeers! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115703418186552303?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115703418186552303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115703418186552303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115703418186552303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115703418186552303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-my-mosaic-workshop-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115695230351304139</id><published>2006-08-30T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:40:17.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a long day for me. Less than 4 hours of sleep per day is KILLING me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great morning at my mosaic art workshop, finally i'm trying out what interests me. But after trying out, I seriously feel that I'm so not art inclined. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll get back my actual artwork tomorrow. yay! So excited! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, I need my sleeeeeep. Goodnight lovelies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s. If you guys ever need a haircut or whatevernot, DO NOT VISIT &lt;strike&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOLLYWOOD SECRETS&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. Their service suck big time. And I mean, SUCK BIG TIME. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115695230351304139?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115695230351304139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115695230351304139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115695230351304139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115695230351304139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-long-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115683846242196714</id><published>2006-08-29T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T16:01:02.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm cool now. Whatever that needs to be thrashed out has been said, whatever that shouldn't happen has already happened. I need no explanation anymore, need no apologies. Its a pity that everything ended this way, I know you didn't want it too. So, yea, I'm gonna lead my life, and you lead yours. You no longer need me and I don't mind losing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really hit me hard. Very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jwen, no apologies pls. I'm cool already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115683846242196714?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115683846242196714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115683846242196714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115683846242196714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115683846242196714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-cool-now.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115670693090917185</id><published>2006-08-28T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T03:31:05.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 3am in the morning and I'm still very awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th Aug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with Cin and Karinda. Our actual plan was to catch a nice movie, but apparently, nothing seems appealing to us. I guess we've watched all watch-able shows. Yea, Super Ex-girlfriend was quite good, snakes on plane is funny? ( thats what cin said), ghost game not scary enough to scare me and what else? Breakup actually end up in a breakup.&lt;br /&gt;And so we looked Karinda up at PS. She was working. And both of us were like aimless people walking in and out of flash'n'splash. Ended up eating pizza when I strongly disagreed in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She insisted on this picture . sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115670693090917185?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115670693090917185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115670693090917185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115670693090917185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115670693090917185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-3am-in-morning-and-im-still-very.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115666984084746029</id><published>2006-08-27T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:10:40.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you're asked, " What name would you give to your baby?" Most people might give a nice name like, Rachel? Michael?&lt;br /&gt;But as I was channel-surfing just now, I saw this really funny programme. They showed those wacky names those celebrities gave to their children. Names like Pilot Inspecktor? Cash? Rainbow? Freedom? Hahahaha. Its so funny. And creative.&lt;br /&gt;What would you name your baby?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115666984084746029?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115666984084746029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115666984084746029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115666984084746029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115666984084746029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-youre-asked-what-name-would-you.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115661006894474352</id><published>2006-08-27T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:34:29.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must say that I'm not at all peeved or mad. But I still must voice out my feelings. Okay, first of all, D, you have no rights to judge what kind of people we are. I mean, you dont even know us. We did not try to understand her? We did not give way? We did not try to help? Who are you to say that? Gosh, you don't know us, and I don't expect you to know us. I don't care how you look at me/us. And seriously, I think you should just mind your own business. You ain't perfect too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn, I'm really upset that you don't trust us enough. After all those long talks we had over the phone, you still think of us this way. I thought we knew each other well enough to talk without any worries, but no. We did put ourselves in your shoes, but did you? We shan't talk about the past, lets talk about yesterday. The night before, you told me that you place us first in your heart, but thats just all talk. I can't see it. What I see is that you just wanna go to the party. Have you thought of how upset I felt? Do you know my mom and I started to prepare the moment you girls agreed to come? Do you know how much effort my mom put in for me? It's my wishful thinking that you will appreciate it. You think that if you don't turn up for F's party, you'll be a wet blanket. But have it occur to you that you've been doing the same thing to us since the year started. You said you DID try your best to come, but we also tried our best, did you see it? I'm afraid not. We all have different schedules though some of us are in the same school. We can meet up despite that we are dismissed in the evenings, despite the fact that some of us are working, despite the fact that Cindy's also doing her O's and handling her school work and work? Have you ever think about that ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really upset. I no longer will bother if you'll come to our gatherings, if you'll have enough money, if you'll feel upset.&lt;br /&gt;Try to think for us, please. We can have meet-ups at least once a week, we = me, jwen, cin, karinda, and why not you ? I guess you've no excuse. You've got O's but don't we have our projects and examinations?&lt;br /&gt;Please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115661006894474352?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115661006894474352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115661006894474352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115661006894474352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115661006894474352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-must-say-that-im-not-at-all-peeved.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115642856858318311</id><published>2006-08-24T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:54:19.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SO PEEVED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SO PEEVED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SO PEEVED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SO PEEVED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/12017231-115642856858318311?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115642856858318311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115642856858318311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115642856858318311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115642856858318311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-so-peeved-im-so-peeved-im-so-peeved.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115625684273184002</id><published>2006-08-22T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:27:22.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is a really random post. I've been slacking at home, not touching my books for my upcoming Econs mid term test. I'm sucha slacker. &lt;/div&gt;Anyway, I've got this feeling that I'm gonna flunk my midterm test this time and that I'm surely gonna be a FM for FOM. Okay, God bless me pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr.Kaie Loon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though he might not see it, but at least I'm wishing him all the best. Yay! &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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/siao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gosh, we took this while we were at MiniToons. And I realised that I havent been there for ages. Man! I'm old now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;noooo!! i dont want to grow anymore! hahahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115625684273184002?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115625684273184002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115625684273184002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115625684273184002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115625684273184002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-really-random-post.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115606603728066910</id><published>2006-08-20T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T17:27:17.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just can't agree with how the world behaves. I am probably the odd one out. Pretence is not what I like but I see it going everywhere. But  I guess the world can't live without pretending. Okay, at least I know my sis can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115606603728066910?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115606603728066910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115606603728066910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115606603728066910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115606603728066910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-cant-agree-with-how-world.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115566109833737042</id><published>2006-08-16T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T00:58:18.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthhhy.</title><content type='html'>Dined with my girls, and I supposed that was the healthiest meal we ever had together. Dar' is sick, and being her girls, we accompanied her and played like mad. I guess shes all well now after seeing her `oh so lovable me. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my FOM paper today, well, I just hope to get a pass. Keep my fingers and toes crossed.&lt;br /&gt;PACC is coming up on thursday. And its really important for me to do well, 'cause of some complicated hard-to-explain matters. Yeah, woork hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/200/SP_A0226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/200/DSCF1884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahahahaa. Laugh all you want. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115566109833737042?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115566109833737042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115566109833737042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115566109833737042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115566109833737042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/healthhhy.html' title='Healthhhy.'/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115548762927850858</id><published>2006-08-14T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:47:09.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The meet-up with my dar', wk and cindy is fun thou' its a short one. I suppose we DID try to get some work done. Hahahaha. All the stupid jokes we made up and my comment on dar' and wk made them real unhappy. Yeea, draw-er. HAHAHAHA. Sorry sweetheartS. I swear it meant nothing mean. I really enjoy such meet-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/200/Photo-0183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="158" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/200/Photo-0186.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guess who? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/200/Photo-0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mid term test is here, oh yes, it is here. And my knowledge of those dumb modules are no where near the expectations. I have to buck up.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115548762927850858?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115548762927850858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115548762927850858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115548762927850858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115548762927850858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/meet-up-with-my-dar-wk-and-cindy-is.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115523184624229058</id><published>2006-08-11T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:44:06.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;National Day was fun with my girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures will do the talking.&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;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Crystal Jade's yummmy congee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1700.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1712.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1713.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1771.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/DSCF1772.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay, I've got my second student now. I'm so happy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pronounce with me, Tea-cher-Woo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its gonna be over soon.&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/12017231-115523184624229058?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115523184624229058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115523184624229058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115523184624229058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115523184624229058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day-was-fun-with-my-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115496969130553661</id><published>2006-08-08T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T00:54:51.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always thought that I'm at fault for not playing my part well. But I did try my best to forget all the unhappiness that happened, in fact I've gotten over it. I guess things just don't go my way. Just when I thought that the sun was shinning again, heavy pours shatter my hopes. I'm unsure of how I am supposed to feel. Sad? Lost? Disappointed? I had my share of it all. Its pure selfishness on his part. I want all this to end, can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me crap like forgive and forget. Its fucking hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115496969130553661?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115496969130553661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115496969130553661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115496969130553661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115496969130553661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-always-thought-that-im-at-fault-for.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115487823140640759</id><published>2006-08-06T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T23:30:31.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My second post for the day. Alright, right now, I am so excited. 'cause I'm now officially a tutor. Hahahaha. I dont why know, but I feel really good about it. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my lovely girls bought me my book for my test tomorrow. Hahahaha. Its the same old forgetful me. Thanks baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm full of anticipation. God bless me and the boy, hopefully his grades will improve, improve and improve. This feeling, I like, l like and I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm still very much the vanessa you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115487823140640759?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115487823140640759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115487823140640759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115487823140640759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115487823140640759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-second-post-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115485018162836531</id><published>2006-08-06T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T15:43:01.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simplest meal, best company</title><content type='html'>Night out with the girls was fun (friday night). I guess we are all looking for different things in life, however, what we really need is simple. A simple meal with great company. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;Girls, we should really do this more often. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115485018162836531?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115485018162836531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115485018162836531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115485018162836531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115485018162836531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/simplest-meal-best-company.html' title='simplest meal, best company'/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115452536399649912</id><published>2006-08-02T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:29:24.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fundamentals of Marketing project is finally over. We were supposed to present it last week, but 'cause I was on sick leave, so kind ol' Kenneth Lee postponed it as this bloody proj. takes up 40% for my module. This module has 'caused a lot of problems for my group because of someone. And that someone refuses to admit to all his doings, thus, it caused the big wooha in front of Lee. Thank goodness its all over, and if possible, I dont want to team up with him again. I need no one like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, I like. A short day indeed. And a fun day. Presentation went on smoothly and I was able to deliver what I needed to (well, hopefully. Hahaha) I finished class at 12plus this cloudy afternoon and lil' girl and I went over to newton for lunch. Yumyumyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&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/12017231-115452536399649912?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115452536399649912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115452536399649912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115452536399649912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115452536399649912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/fundamentals-of-marketing-project-is.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115441723723956099</id><published>2006-08-01T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T15:27:17.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people. Its the pictures from the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0175.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0088.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0176.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is for you Dar (inside joke)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is the second day for me in school, and I feel quite hurt 'cause I felt like a loner. School's been a waste of time, i guess. You see, the lecturers ain't teaching anymore, and since I've out for a week, I have no idea what they are doing. I feel so dumb and useless but I think time is all I need. Give me time to adapt. All I need is time, some time to let myself get used to all these changes, and hopefully they will accept me as how I am. 'cause honestly I feel, I'm not a baddy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dreamt of him and I wonder to myself, who is he to me?&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/12017231-115441723723956099?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115441723723956099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115441723723956099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115441723723956099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115441723723956099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115427300503002549</id><published>2006-07-30T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T23:23:25.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday out with my girls.</title><content type='html'>Finally I got out of the house, first time in the long one week. I'm fine now, recovered well, i guess. But lots of stories during my one week stay at home. Thanks to my family that I'm well and up again. =)&lt;br /&gt;So, my girls and I went karaoke singing, which was quite dumb. I dont know why, but I didnt enjoy myself. And it was shopping again! Took the bus-ride to Bugis to let Poof (I know I'm gotta get scolded for calling you Poof, but I like it.) collect her stuffs. And to whoever said that there's a cute guy at OG, unstick your stamp, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got cheated up that horrible Bus No. 80. And our darkest journey starts. First, the bus was squeezy like mad, but we managed to get in somehow. Suaysuay we didnt put in enough coins for the ride and got a told-off by that disgusting fat old bus driver and so, we did what we were told. The ride made me feel like we're never gonna reach our destination. And f, we realised we took a big round to reach. Okay, but the horrible thing is the 3 foreign workers. I can't stand the way they stared at us as if we were naked. I dont mean that we're some pretty ladies, but look, who can stand this kind of stares we get from some stupid strangers. I dont mean any offence okay, but if you dont want to be looked down by S'poreans, then dont do anything that make us dislike you people.&lt;br /&gt;Fine,by the time we reached Kovan and had to switch buses, I cant stand it any longer and we got on a cab to reach Serangoon. And its dinner time! Its been such a long time since I ate something proper. So the girls and I just ate and ate.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, next time you see someone waiting for the seat, please be gracious enough to get your ass up after you've finished your food. I mean, thats what we should do. Fellow S'poreans, be gracious for your own sake.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant upload the pictures. Blogspot isn't working. Another time then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115427300503002549?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115427300503002549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115427300503002549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115427300503002549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115427300503002549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/sunday-out-with-my-girls.html' title='sunday out with my girls.'/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115366131967011877</id><published>2006-07-23T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:28:39.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna eat kuay chap, satay, laksa, rojak, indian style rojak, kfc, mac, mos and I wanna drink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115366131967011877?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115366131967011877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115366131967011877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115366131967011877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115366131967011877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wanna-eat-kuay-chap-satay-laksa.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115350006975704197</id><published>2006-07-22T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T00:46:11.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, today's quite fun overall. Missed the darlings dearly. Let the pictures do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the 'yuan yang' hot pot. ( i think it sucks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cin's reaction sucked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;huiwen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;K, Vans and Poof&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Food Wastage again. -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WK, Vans, Poof,K&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yes, us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cin and K. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dar dar and me. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0045.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my girls. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0043.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;K, POOF, BORUI&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0059.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The people closest to my heart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/SP_A0050.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ah poof - Thanks sweetheart. i really appreciate your gesture. i teared 'cause i was so freaking touched. And i swear, i'll be there for you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;K - Sorry for keeping it from you, i just dont want to be treated differently. My head is alright, you can hit as many times as possible. Thanks lovely. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lisi - Thanks alot woman, i'll be back as soon as possible. Lunching w/ you is the best thing!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lamers - You people are the closest people to my heart other than my fam. Love you guys lots and I hope that we can meet up every weekend! Will miss you all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hazeeq - Thanks bud for being so instinctive, but I'm seriously okay yea? Will msg you to update you more! Love you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115350006975704197?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115350006975704197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115350006975704197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115350006975704197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115350006975704197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-todays-quite-fun-overall.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115341233850757294</id><published>2006-07-21T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T00:18:58.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shortyyy</title><content type='html'>Class were super short on wednesday and so I went to town with miss lisi and window shopped again. Its pathetic to be broke and out in town, 'cause I cant get anything I want. Oh, a present for wk, meeting him tml. No, its later, for dinner with the others.&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at M. And, oh, i like that sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNNIT. Zidane has to do community service with the youngsters for the headbutt while that ass Materazzi got off so lightly. And Roooney got nothing. Goodness, I think FIFA is mad.&lt;br /&gt;Is the world ever fair? No. The world is never fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115341233850757294?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115341233850757294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115341233850757294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115341233850757294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115341233850757294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/shortyyy.html' title='shortyyy'/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115326631197146424</id><published>2006-07-19T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T07:45:11.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAIKIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAVE A LOVELY BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115326631197146424?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115326631197146424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115326631197146424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115326631197146424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115326631197146424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-17th-birthdaywaikit.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115314566397158938</id><published>2006-07-17T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:14:23.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a windy day. It started off nicely. Ended horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesnt anyone think for us? Why does it end up being our fault?&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of a dinner gathering or a birthday present.we are being blamed for everything that goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you guys spend time and shop for the gift? You think you've school and we don't have?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115314566397158938?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115314566397158938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115314566397158938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115314566397158938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115314566397158938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-is-windy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115306345913797189</id><published>2006-07-16T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T23:26:30.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is his 17th birthday and I'm sure he would be celebrating his birthday together with his family and friends. Though he's not with us anymore, I still remember his birthday. We visited him today and I really hope that he will know that we love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its town after that, we cabbed straight down and its cool, cause we didnt need to squeeze thru' the train.. It was pepper lunch for dinner, but didnt really enjoy it 'cause we ended up talking 'bout some oh-so-worrying matters for me. hahaha. I guess I shouldnt get too worried 'bout it 'cause what has to come will come. Me Mommy is there for me. Love her oh-so-much.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for wk's present so really hard, I havent bought present for a guy for sucha lonnng time and ended with a watch for him.&lt;br /&gt;I was craving for ice-cream and we walked all the way down to Lido, Shaw House for it. Love the mango shorbet (whatever the spelling is) thou' its a lil' too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its for him. Lovely? Just like him. So sunny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the Cab. I guess the driver's thinkg "WTF?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%27%2834%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting for the train.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 17th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shalehin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are dearly missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is another new day. I hope it will be a good one. Goodnight world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115306345913797189?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115306345913797189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115306345913797189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115306345913797189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115306345913797189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-is-his-17th-birthday-and-im-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115263263767053327</id><published>2006-07-11T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T23:43:57.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TaXzoXVvO6Y"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended granny's funeral this late afternoon after school. I only got to know this, her husband passed away on the 10th july 2005 and she passed away on 10th july 2006. Exactly one year later. This is really amazing to me. I dont know, but I feel that their love is really strong. Since young, I always saw them both together everywhere they went. You may think that its pure coincidence.. But i feel otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my friend showed me this nike commercial by Ronaldinho. OH. HE IS DAMN COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TaXzoXVvO6Y"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TaXzoXVvO6Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115263263767053327?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115263263767053327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115263263767053327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115263263767053327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115263263767053327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-attended-grannys-funeral-this-late.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115246139414562205</id><published>2006-07-10T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T09:22:16.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Econs test is a definitely a F for me. I seriously cant do the paper, serve me right for not studying. And I am too occupied with some things that I cant take it off my mind, my ant-sized brain is too small to fit anything else in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really a long day for me. I watched the finals till 5am in the morning and was half-dead already. Its good that they had a draw 1-1. hahahaha, and i won some money.HAHA. Then Iwoke up at 8am in the same morning for my medical appointment. Lots of thanks to Mommy for accompanying me. I think my Mommy ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;And i reached home like almost 2? Slept till 3 and got up to prepare for school (Econs test started at 5). So right now, my head's hurting like whatever you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that dumb test, I wanted to meet up with Dar and Dear to make me feel in place with the world. I really feel so out of place today and I dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;Had M for dinner and with those juicy gossips again, my dear is soinlove now and i'm so envious lah. hahaha, i feel so tired, if theres someone who can share all my stupid trouble with me, that would be the best thing to happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%27%2822%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whatever happened to the friendship that we used to share? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gone with the wind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I once felt so attached to you and now, we are nothing more than just strangers. The laughter we used to share, the jokes we used to laugh at. Its just memories now. Choosing to drift apart was not what I wanted, I simply felt too insignificant in your life. If leaving the school means the end of our friendship, I rather stayed in school forever, for as long as we can maintain the close friendship we had. You have your own clique while I had mine, but we still could be good friends but now, it all seem so shallow. Change of environment equals to the change of friends, well if you think so, I'm really disappointed and apologetic at the same time. Sorry for not making this relationship stronger and steadier. I really miss you, my friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115246139414562205?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115246139414562205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115246139414562205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115246139414562205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115246139414562205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/econs-test-is-definitely-f-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115238491518576484</id><published>2006-07-09T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:55:15.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peekaboo.</title><content type='html'>tada.. This is my new blogskin. I'm quite neutral 'bout this skin 'cause i cant find something i want. So , this is it for now.. i'll look ard for nicer skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mz and I was talking about teletubbies and i told him i've got the Po's plushtoy when i was young while my sis had Lala. And he was telling me 'bout the forum that talked about Po quite awhile ago and he came up with this conclusion that teletubbies are devil's child, which i think its quite true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard 'bout rumours that teletubbies can actually move around and that freaked me off quite a bit, thus the decision to dump it. Am i smart? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is frm MZ, he edited it and imagined it with red-eye. Thats so ridiculous, and he said that he wouldn't mind sleeping with PO.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/evil%20po.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrights, the match btwn Germany and Portugal is coming up in 10minutes' time. Gosh, i hope Germany will win, and lemme win some money.. HAHAHA. My honey ain't playing anymore.. So sad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115238491518576484?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115238491518576484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115238491518576484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115238491518576484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115238491518576484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/peekaboo.html' title='peekaboo.'/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115228603173137592</id><published>2006-07-07T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:27:11.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a loong day in school but it seem really short.. PACC was like tamil to me.. i dont understand a single thing since she ( that lecturer) started the BDA.. but after that long tutorial, i finally understood a lil' more..&lt;br /&gt;what she said during the tutorial made me think of him.. i totally agree with her that we shld not handle things alone 'cause we are still v vulnerable and too emotional..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my itab ICA today and it suck totally. i screwed up almost everything.. out of 40%, i only did like what, less than half.. i'm so dumb lahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with MISS POOF (ohjiawen) after class today and i think i had a great time chilling thou' its a lil + a lil tiring......hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is us. MAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/1600/????????????"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%27%2814%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chilling at Esplanade..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4507/998/320/Photo-0152.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've gotta do my marketing report now.. i'm starting to enjoy doing marketing proj. BUT only when i understand what i am doing.. 'cause its at least easier to understand what i am doing compared to the other time.. hopefully we can get at least an A for our efforts? hahaha.. goodnight world, goodnight people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115228603173137592?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115228603173137592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115228603173137592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115228603173137592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115228603173137592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/had-loong-day-in-school-but-it-seem.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115220159413183151</id><published>2006-07-06T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:01:25.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time check : 2355hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing my bloody itab revision since 1930hrs and till now, i aint confident about it yet, but theres no way i'm going to continue with the dumb macros. its killing my brain cells and has sucked up all my energy.&lt;br /&gt;thursdays are always v long for me. i start school at 9 and end at 5.. with 3 lectures straight, and the other lecture for 2hours with a bloody long break of 3hrs. i think thursdays are the days where most of my brain cells are killed, thus causing me to be REALLY and i mean REALLY dumb.&lt;br /&gt;i can no longer recognise ppl whom i just met, or long-time friends whom i havent met for a long time. this is so ridiculous, but its serious. if i see any robber robbing the old lady, and the police asked me how that robber look like, i bet i wont be able to tell him how that robber look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for me so that i can pass my itab with at least a B? i dont want to become a FM student for itab lah.. i hope i can get it over and be done with it. i swear i will start paying attention when that horrible lecturer starts with MS Words and MS PPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lil (self-declared) god brother, Dylan looks so cute frm the pictures.. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;actually hes my pri sch teacher's son.. and i said i wanted him to be my lil godbrother.. anyways, angela &amp; i decided to get him a gift to celebrate this special event.. hahaha. so i went to JP during my long break to get something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 509px; HEIGHT: 406px" height="559" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Photo-0148-1.jpg" width="596" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 512px; HEIGHT: 383px" height="601" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Photo-0149.jpg" width="538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost wanted to get these 2,'cause its really cute lah! with mickey prints, or isit winnie the pooh prints on? aiya, i cant rmber.. whatever it is.. its real cute and i almost wanted to buy them all.. in the end, i bought this set with a shirt, with cap and bootee(whatever you call that sock thing) and what i cant rmber. all i can rmber is its REALLY CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see lil' dylan.. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, if you're asking who is Fernando Torres, its him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/TORRES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my honey.. HAHAHA. he rock lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i think i'm really getting old alrdy.. cant even stay up for a soccer match.. and when i look at those sec. students making noise, i'd sigh to myself. what the hell man.. i'm doing what i aint supposed to do at my age.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115220159413183151?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115220159413183151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115220159413183151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115220159413183151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115220159413183151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-check-2355hrs.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115211384261046319</id><published>2006-07-05T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T23:37:22.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have come up with a conclusion.. and that is being handsome makes up all the mistakes that you make during a match..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at ronaldo.. he scored 3 goals in the whole FIFA WC, and he is still being called an 'ah pui' or 'fat ass' (thats what i call him lah..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/ronaldo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean Ronaldo may be fat, but he still can score lah! so stop calling him ah pui!&lt;br /&gt;but too bad they cant bring the trophy back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, becks suck lah.. but he is still handsome lah! i am sure there are lotsa guys cursing and swearing abt him being lousy and whatever shit.. but admit it, he is charming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/beck-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad lah.. he cried.. and lotsa ppl are cheering that hes given up his captain role for england..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is so practical and full of thorns.. we are so mean with our words and dont put other's feelings into consideration. and often hurt others with our remarks.. &lt;br /&gt;we are also so competitive and i dont like it, its reality thou.&lt;br /&gt;competition are said to be healthy, but i think otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;competition creates unnecessary tension and pressurise yourself.. i guess maybe i am a more 'naive' (?) thats why i dont like competition.. obviously it damages r/s lah, and i'm those who wants to maintain a positive r/s with ppl.. HAHAHA. what the hell man, i am saying all these dumb things.. whatever it is, i guess its really important to do things that dont go against my conscience.. thats what i live by, if i can..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115211384261046319?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115211384261046319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115211384261046319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115211384261046319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115211384261046319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-come-up-with-conclusion.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115202102131133246</id><published>2006-07-04T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:55:41.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some one told me about this stunning fact..&lt;br /&gt;eugene blocked and deleted us frm msn.. 4 long years of friendship is what we get. what can i feel from it? its so upsetting to know that i got blocked by a friend.. thou it might be just some kiddy stuff to others, its not... its really upsetting to know that you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its his birthday tml... what can we do man?&lt;br /&gt;to wish or not to wish?&lt;br /&gt;to buy him a gift or not to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EUGENE CHUA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i really hope that he knows that we do care for him as a friend.but that is so impossible, i doubt he will understand how we feel. or i doubt he'll ever read our blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115202102131133246?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115202102131133246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115202102131133246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115202102131133246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115202102131133246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-one-told-me-about-this-stunning.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115181640382893825</id><published>2006-07-02T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T13:00:03.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Say goodbye to Brasil and England.&lt;br /&gt;what a great disappointment. i really wanted Brasil to win this yr's WC..&lt;br /&gt;well, lets just hope Germany can get into the finals and hope they can be the champs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me and my fam lost money in those bettings. shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115181640382893825?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115181640382893825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115181640382893825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115181640382893825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115181640382893825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/say-goodbye-to-brasil-and-england.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115173295506135968</id><published>2006-07-01T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T13:49:15.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday started badly, ended horribly. everything seem to be in the wrong place..&lt;br /&gt;thanks baby, i really needed that hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115173295506135968?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115173295506135968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115173295506135968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115173295506135968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115173295506135968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/07/yesterday-started-badly-ended-horribly.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115150628292284250</id><published>2006-06-28T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:54:41.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning i munched on a healthyoatty90calchocochunkbar.. and thats all i had all day looonnnng and went for a hearty meal at seoul garden in the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, i'm still not enjoying school like any other poly students. every morning would be a drag to leave home and i will feel like crying so much. i did try to do soul searching and thought hard if i'm a bitch thats why i dont enjoy school. i feel real pathetic when i have no one to really talk to in class. seriously, i think i've got some serious problem.. i shouldnt be here taking my share of oxygen..&lt;br /&gt;but still theres someone i feel that is pretty nice, and thats lisi. thank god theres her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, i feel that my life has seriously improved..&lt;br /&gt;me and my fam are alright now, no more awkwardness and there often will be laughter in the house again.. its be a loong 2 yrs since we had laughter, i mean real laughter..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can share this with mr.s 'cause hes the only one who really care about how i feel, the only person whom i can cry to without any worries.. . hes the only one who understands how i feel inside.. hes the only person i can trust with all these heartfelt words. hes the only one who didnt force me to talk to him.. thank god i have him to talk to, if not, i wouldnt be where i am now..i am thankful that i know him..&lt;br /&gt;enough about all these things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seoul garden this afternoon was great 'cause we had lotsa laughter..&lt;br /&gt;and i really miss all this time, i shld have cherished all this time and i hope its not too late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what we ate all afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 402px" height="534" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Photo-0145-2.jpg" width="565" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is hazeeq.. this guy's real fun to tease.. thanks friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 473px; HEIGHT: 443px" height="1175" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Photo-0146-1.jpg" width="1100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss karinda for you, i really understand how much you'll miss your girlfriends when you're in school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 473px; HEIGHT: 377px" height="1124" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Photo-0148.jpg" width="1390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is jwen who ate and didnt have to pay. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 476px; HEIGHT: 464px" height="1032" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Photo-0147.jpg" width="1262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we splurged, again.. hahaa.. this is us.. and i thank them for the great day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i watched the Brasil VS Ghana match last night..&lt;br /&gt;me mom and dad watched together and it felt really good.. you shld try doing this with your fam..&lt;br /&gt;RONALDO SCORED in the 5th minute. HOW COOL IS THAT.&lt;br /&gt;so, stop saying that he is fat and cant run, cant score, whatever.. HE IS GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;and real cute.. i like him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all people......... thanks for reading, hahaha.. i seriously wonder whoever reads my blog..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115150628292284250?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115150628292284250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115150628292284250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115150628292284250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115150628292284250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-morning-i-munched-on.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115133454318011652</id><published>2006-06-26T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:09:03.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School starts today, and today marks doom's day! BAM!&lt;br /&gt;i've just rushed out the marketing summary due today.. and luckily lee is nice enough to give me till tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;projects and projects. tons of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;first, marketing proj. for CA2 and weighssss bloody hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;deadline: week 3.&lt;br /&gt;which is like 2 weeks later.. i'm going to rush like mad .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so hate school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, listen up pple.&lt;br /&gt;BECKHAM SCORED A GOAL FOR HIS TEAM.&lt;br /&gt;SO, stop condemning him lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOHN LOH. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(in advance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115133454318011652?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115133454318011652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115133454318011652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115133454318011652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115133454318011652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/school-starts-today-and-today-marks.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115123333498834666</id><published>2006-06-25T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:03:36.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was out this weekend..&lt;br /&gt;spent my Saturday with fad and my Sunday with lisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly, i realise that all of us have changed in one way or another..&lt;br /&gt;fad said i've changed, according to her, i'm more serious now and has matured..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if this is good or bad, well, i dont really matter to me now, 'cause i've realised however i've changed, i'm still very much the vans i'm.&lt;br /&gt;Life is in such a way that makes me so unwilling yet i've to change. i always wished that i can be true and kind to everyone, but it seems so impossible to that now. .&lt;br /&gt;is it me or everyone thinks this much..&lt;br /&gt;my brains are full of this pessimistic stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this book is frm fad to vans..&lt;br /&gt;shes sweet, 'cause she take notice of what books i usually read and asked me not to read those dark and pyschotic books and she got me this book for my birthday, together with a few other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this book is said to be humourous without what i like - suicide..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 548px" height="958" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Photo-0145-1.jpg" width="602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sweetheart, i really appreciate all those presents and thanks for the nice long talk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115123333498834666?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115123333498834666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115123333498834666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115123333498834666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115123333498834666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/was-out-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115112804411880133</id><published>2006-06-24T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T13:47:24.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm always emotional nowadays. wtf is wrong with me? i'm not sure..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need a hug from whoever wants to give me a hug.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the match between my dearest Brasil and Japan was a good one, in my opinion..&lt;br /&gt;cheers for Ronaldo! He is back.&lt;br /&gt;he scored 2, which i am SO happy for him..&lt;br /&gt;i think Japan did really good too..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that Ronaldo is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But both Korea and Japan ain't moving on to the next round. Oh well, i think they did good already.. Cheers for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really need a big and warm hug.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115112804411880133?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115112804411880133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115112804411880133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115112804411880133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115112804411880133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-always-emotional-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115098789246044959</id><published>2006-06-22T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:12:28.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no WC for today 'cause i wanna put down my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always try to make friends and be as real as possible, but i keep getting the feeling of being used in some ways or another. I hate the feeling of being made used of, i mean, who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, if you're making use of each other, i've got nthing to say but i dont make use of anyone in my pt of view . and i try to be as true as possible..&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting so skeptical about human beings now, i dont know who i can trust now, esp. in this rather new environment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont bother to ask me why . i just hate this feeling of being unsecured..&lt;br /&gt;my so-called good friends dont contact me and i feel so lousy..&lt;br /&gt;i think i've failed as a friend, as a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, life carries on.. and i'm v. fine.. =)&lt;br /&gt;thanks ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liyana tagged me and asked me to do this.. so this is for her.. hahahaa. like she cares..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;-slow and retard&lt;br /&gt;- friends are my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;-enjoy WC.&lt;br /&gt;-hot-tempered&lt;br /&gt;-freaking hate frogs&lt;br /&gt;-FAT&lt;br /&gt;-fat ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare me:&lt;br /&gt;-frogs&lt;br /&gt;-snakes&lt;br /&gt;-any lizards&lt;br /&gt;-roaches&lt;br /&gt;-ants (too much ants freak me off)&lt;br /&gt;-freaky pple ;no offence!&lt;br /&gt;- ask me personally abt this. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random music at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;- shucks! i dont rmber any titles......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i like most:&lt;br /&gt;- gossip&lt;br /&gt;- eat&lt;br /&gt;- movies&lt;br /&gt;- annoy my sis&lt;br /&gt;- slack&lt;br /&gt;- sleep&lt;br /&gt;- watch the world go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i say the most:&lt;br /&gt;-fuck (sorry i'm vulgar)&lt;br /&gt;-ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;- damnnit&lt;br /&gt;-i'm pretty and lovable and sweet and kind,and the list goes on&lt;br /&gt;-nonono&lt;br /&gt;-my god&lt;br /&gt;-is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people to do it:&lt;br /&gt;-CINDY ANG&lt;br /&gt;-OH JIAWEN&lt;br /&gt;-KARINDA LI&lt;br /&gt;-TAN LISI&lt;br /&gt;-HAZEEQ&lt;br /&gt;-FADHLINA&lt;br /&gt;-JOHN LOH&lt;br /&gt;(but i doubt they'll do it. but its for the fun of it man! CHILL! )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115098789246044959?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115098789246044959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115098789246044959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115098789246044959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115098789246044959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-wc-for-today-cause-i-wanna-put-down.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115089392745431257</id><published>2006-06-21T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T20:45:27.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>family day at sentosa.. and the sun was SCORCHING HOT.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm tanned like a roasted pig. and unevenly . damnnit.&lt;br /&gt;had fun there.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEDEN and ENGLAND. DRAW.&lt;br /&gt;2 -2 . WOOO! England proceed on to the nxt round. hahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;goals by Cole and Gerrard.. The 2nd goal by Gerrard..&lt;br /&gt;Cheers for England...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team England.They rock my socks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/england1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooney and Becks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/BECK.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl not following WC, you shld really try and watch it.&lt;br /&gt;you'll laugh your ass off when they fall in different ways..&lt;br /&gt;Interesting you know?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight World. i'm tireeedd after this lonnng day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115089392745431257?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115089392745431257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115089392745431257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115089392745431257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115089392745431257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/family-day-at-sentosa.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115078068417564026</id><published>2006-06-20T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T13:18:04.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The match between Spain and Tunisia was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa, daoboy, you're right, fernando torres is pretty handsome!&lt;br /&gt;he's so boyish looking..&lt;br /&gt;3 -1 . AND F. TORRES ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look! F.torres so cute. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/FernandoTorres.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so artistic in a way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/F.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this boy cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/ESPFans.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF, if SG were to join WC, it'll be so fun cheering with the fellow singaporeans. .&lt;br /&gt;but we still have a looooonnnnggg way to go .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115078068417564026?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115078068417564026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115078068417564026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115078068417564026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115078068417564026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/match-between-spain-and-tunisia-was.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12017231.post-115070402767671637</id><published>2006-06-19T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T16:03:35.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had fun with the girls and the others ytd night/this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls =)&lt;br /&gt;Atmosphere picked up only at the last part where everyone was having fun, while my legs felt like breaking and was damn hungry but we couldnt bear to leave and left only when the whole party ended. Music was cool, but not the beginning. It sucked and i almost wanted to go over the other places for WC! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the match this afternoon btwn BRASIL and AUST.&lt;br /&gt;but i realised that ronaldo didnt play that well and was replaced in the 2nd half.. SAD! he's supposed to be a good player.. But nevertheless BRASIL WON. 2-0, by Adriano and Fred.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy lah, hopefully they get to the finals.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the match btwn FRANCE and KOREA was a draw. And Korea is the top of Group D.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont talk abt my hair, PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 701px" height="1021" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010014-2.jpg" width="588" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORLDCUP2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS KAKA! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/KAKA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/KAKA1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo and Ronaldinho. I like them. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Ronaldo-Ronaldinho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH WORLDCUP 06. ITS FUN. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115070402767671637?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115070402767671637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115070402767671637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115070402767671637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115070402767671637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/had-fun-with-girls-and-others-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115046786227730020</id><published>2006-06-16T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:24:54.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the match between England and Trinidad &amp;amp; Tobago was quite slow and &lt;em&gt;lifeless &lt;/em&gt;(quote by my dad) but i didnt waste my sleep for nthing, England won. 2 - 0.&lt;br /&gt;at the last 10 minutes, Crouch and Gerrard scored lah. i was like PHEW!&lt;br /&gt;okay , Beckham still as charming as ever. hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;i watched the match partly 'cause of him and another reason was 'cause i cant get to slp..&lt;br /&gt;had fun and the guys nxt block yelled really loudly when they scored. HAHAHA. really fun to watch, cant wait for the finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some photos of DAVID BECKHAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/beckie1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/beckie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the England team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/ENGLAND.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115046786227730020?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115046786227730020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115046786227730020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115046786227730020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115046786227730020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/match-between-england-and-trinidad.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115038095665597780</id><published>2006-06-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T22:56:55.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met up with hazeeq and helped him with maths.. fine, my maths sucked too, laugh all you want and say whatever you want. i dont care yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that today's damn short ah. its like, i've just woke up and now its night time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. another stupid act.&lt;br /&gt;i got a few people to take a picture of their ear. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazeeq's ear. really long sideburn......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 329px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="866" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Photo-0146.jpg" width="605" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jwen's ear. she was complaining that her ear is big, but i think its cute. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 242px" height="307" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/2223824518263683265401.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy's ear. and she needed a digicam to take this pic. hahahaha. sounds so -_- .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; HEIGHT: 234px" height="328" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/3265420029222382451807.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA. its mine. hahaha. i quite like my ear. mad right..? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 340px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="476" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Photo-0147e.jpg" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna share your ear..? feel free to send me.. ahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think all my brain cells are dying out.. i cant get spelling right nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;i get words mixed up and why, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;words like 'saw' and 'show', i get them all mixed up and people will be like.. huh? wth are you talkg abt.&lt;br /&gt;arghh. what the hell. ahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115038095665597780?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115038095665597780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115038095665597780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115038095665597780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115038095665597780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/met-up-with-hazeeq-and-helped-him-with.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115030033433864148</id><published>2006-06-14T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T01:24:17.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched project runway just now and were really touched. hahaha, you might laugh and ask whats so touching about project runway.&lt;br /&gt;but daniel franco was really gentlemanly thru' out the whole dressmaking process thou both his teammate were going crazy due to the deadline. and he kept his promise that if anyone would have to be eliminated, that would be him. its hard to see anyone like this nowadays, especially in this type of reality tv shows.&lt;br /&gt;and that satino! i cant stand the cocky look he gives to female designers, esp. asian female designers like chloe, and this other asian female designer, icantrmberhername.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i guess, thats what reality is. accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was getting really bored. so i asked the people whom i was msn-ing to take a pic of their desk. and TADA~ they said its messy but look! its damn neat lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh jwen was complaining how untidy it is. but IT IS NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="342" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/22238245182636832654.jpg" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is daoboy's desk. he said he took the neater part. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="1221" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/DSC01237.jpg" width="1132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waikit's desk. he took sucha long time 'cause he got different views. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 323px; HEIGHT: 316px" height="333" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/mmories04.jpg" width="417" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA! its mine. hahaha lots of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 327px; HEIGHT: 292px" height="555" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/mydesk.jpg" width="480" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i know its kinda dumb. but its for the fun of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115030033433864148?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115030033433864148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115030033433864148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115030033433864148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115030033433864148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/watched-project-runway-just-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-115012981562725970</id><published>2006-06-13T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:31:58.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CARS' pretty cool, thou the plot is old school. at least the graphics were good enough, or i should say, i like the graphics.&lt;br /&gt;had supper with the girls after that. okay, say that i'm fat, whatever you want. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm not gonna upload the pics 'cause i look super awful in it. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looked at my mails and saw this postcard sent by the national blood programme. hahaha, i'm given this postcard so as to collect this blood type charm 'cause i donated blood more than 3times last yr. many ppl asked me why i donate blood since i'm scared of injections all that. but lemme tell you, an op takes manymany packets of blood. and everyone can ONLY donate abt 300ml of blood every 3months, thus there is certainly a lack of blood for those patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my godfather went for a bypass op last year, and him, alone, used up 20 over packets of blood.&lt;br /&gt;note: thats still not enough. my godbro and godsis had to donate more.&lt;br /&gt;thats how many a patient use everytime they undergo op..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me hereby urge you ppl to donate your blood. its seriously a painless process lah, so no fear man.&lt;br /&gt;you can go to the &lt;a href="mailto:Bloodbank@HSA"&gt;Bloodbank@HSA&lt;/a&gt;. they are &lt;strong&gt;closed&lt;/strong&gt; on Mondays and public hols..&lt;br /&gt;check it out at redcross.org.sg .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 293px; HEIGHT: 234px" height="970" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/Photo-0142.jpg" width="850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-115012981562725970?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/115012981562725970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=115012981562725970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115012981562725970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/115012981562725970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/cars-pretty-cool-thou-plot-is-old.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-114960848022781554</id><published>2006-06-06T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:45:25.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last day of my CIP at SPD. its was quite fun too 'cause most of us were pretty active and in the mood for crap.&lt;br /&gt;finally.. no more waking up early, or rather no more early sms from lisi to wake me up. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;lisi's so sweet today, brought dumpling for us. its nice, and i really enjoyed eating. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;xiliang unexpectedly turned up for CIP and we were all stunned and were like staring blankly at him. quite fun to have him there 'cause he can make us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet zeeq after CIP to catch the movie, The Omen. initially i thought it was just some &lt;em&gt;wulu &lt;/em&gt;show and not much ppl would wanna watch it. but i was SO wrong. today, 060606 was the first day, because the plot revolves around 666. 666 represents devil (or something to that extent) in the bible, pls correct me if i'm wrong. thks.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i enjoyed the show and was freaked out. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the boy's stares seriously scared me 'cause its so eerie. its worth the watch, for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 297px; HEIGHT: 166px" height="251" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/omen.gif" width="568" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-114960848022781554?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/114960848022781554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=114960848022781554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114960848022781554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114960848022781554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-day-of-my-cip-at-spd.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-114952062304713036</id><published>2006-06-05T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T23:17:03.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CIP at tiong bahru today was alright, except that the weather was horribly warm and we were all perspiring like mad. quite surprised that most made the effort to go and i hope we did enjoy ourselves despite of the long hours there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited jo at the hospital after that. shes such a poor thing, i think she got over-stressed and got superbloody high temperatures. but she seem alright just now. =)&lt;br /&gt;get well soon sweetheart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-114952062304713036?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/114952062304713036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=114952062304713036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114952062304713036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114952062304713036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/cip-at-tiong-bahru-today-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-114943839767533651</id><published>2006-06-05T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T00:32:06.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strike&gt;today marks the start of term break. actually not lah, its e-learning week but i consider it as hols, so 3 weeks in total. anyway, my class and i will visit the SPD tomorrow for our CD module. okay, its quite troublesome to have to travel to tiong bahru, but i find it pretty meaningful 'cause we can help them by spending a lil' more time to handle those simple work, whereas they have to make great effort to do those simple chores that we can easily handle. so i guess,&lt;strike&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strike&gt; today will be a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i didnt realise its half past midnight when i enter the entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-114943839767533651?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/114943839767533651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=114943839767533651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114943839767533651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114943839767533651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/tomorrowtoday-marks-start-of-term.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-114933998926049643</id><published>2006-06-03T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T21:45:24.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOO~ new blogskin. this time round,the vibrant yellow. sorta like it, and its chosen by my lil' monster, also know as, MY NIECE. hahaha. she's a cute lil' thing but too mischievous for me. anyway, its time to put up some photos taken with my girlfriends last tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love this pic, 'cause jwen look so RETARDED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 320px" height="387" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010011.jpg" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cin me jwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="375" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010014.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karinda me jwen cin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 312px" height="510" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010020.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes,the four of us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="383" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010031.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love florida natural's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 284px; HEIGHT: 345px" height="384" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010041.jpg" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 359px" height="385" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010038.jpg" width="384" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we're all getting tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 352px" height="381" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010080.jpg" width="386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me cin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 372px" height="744" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010128.jpg" width="608" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dont think they realise they held the camera the wrong side up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 381px; HEIGHT: 345px" height="767" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010050.jpg" width="456" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CUTENESS . hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; HEIGHT: 192px" height="192" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010108.jpg" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they're tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 387px; HEIGHT: 417px" height="765" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010142.jpg" width="625" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the road along cineleisure at 6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 370px; HEIGHT: 447px" height="768" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/vannie_lalala/S3010144.jpg" width="831" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had lotsa fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;p/s the dates in the photos are wrong. . 'cause i didnt check b4 taking those photos. apologies, girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-114933998926049643?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/114933998926049643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=114933998926049643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114933998926049643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114933998926049643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/hoo-new-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-114916581770938061</id><published>2006-06-01T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T20:43:37.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as i walked along the pavement back home, i saw this sparkling bright cresent moon above my head. i'm not sure why, but it makes me feel good looking at that beautiful cresent. all of a sudden, the world becomes a better place for me and even the air feels fresher and homely. i want to have the courage to live on, happily. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, angela gave me my bday present, finally. and thats so sweet of her. i promised to blog about it, but pic of it, must wait 'cause i'll be having my accounting test tomorrow. i so need to mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not going to lose control and get mad about it and let it affect me so much.&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you, you're shit okay? its just a stupid assignment. and if you want the credits so much that its gonna kill you to work as a team, lemme tell you, go ahead and i dont care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-114916581770938061?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/114916581770938061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=114916581770938061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114916581770938061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114916581770938061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/06/as-i-walked-along-pavement-back-home-i.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-114857348676567276</id><published>2006-05-25T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T00:11:26.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looking at those blogs frm these ppl, most of them or rather we, are all sick and tired of life. As in, there's no motivation in doing what we are doing right now, its mostly because we HAVE to do it, thats why we are doing it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote :&lt;br /&gt;john's blog: ' i lost my motivation to do things.'&lt;br /&gt;cin's blog : 'i'm not interested in anything recently.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i was online, i asked jwen what she thinks about her life right now, she gave me a word, aimless. and after that she said she dont feel that she's living her life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;so, next i went to ask zeeq abt how he feels about his life. and all he could say was, he lives for the sake of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it sad? we are all living just because we are alive. for me, i really cant find my way in life.&lt;br /&gt;its such a failure.&lt;br /&gt;is it normal to feel lost once in a way..? 'cause i often get this &lt;em&gt;lost&lt;/em&gt; feelings and i can get over it in awhile and yet, it keeps coming back.&lt;br /&gt;i read from a book, our brain actually can stop us from feeling upset for too long. meaning, when we are really upset over something for a period of time, our brain actually puts a stop to it so that it makes us feel better. but eventually, we'll still have to face the pain we are feeling. just that, i never knew our brains could do that. thats cool, to me &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life still goes on. and i hope to make more beautiful memories while i still can. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-114857348676567276?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/114857348676567276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=114857348676567276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114857348676567276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114857348676567276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/05/looking-at-those-blogs-frm-these-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</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-12017231.post-114839965831240226</id><published>2006-05-23T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T23:54:18.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything's the same for me. just that CA1 is here and i realised i've learnt nothing for the past 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;went for an interview at cscc. i wasn't interested to get into that part of the club and yet i was called to go for an interview. and its embarrassing for me 'cause i wasn't aware what crap was coming out of my mouth. and all i was thinking was, will jwen make hell lotsa noise when i see her 'cause she waited too long? just when i thought that its over, i was asked to develop a light bulb into something else. oh my! drawing just ain't me. and obviously i cant draw.. and i ended up with a duck. i know its dumb, but no choice.. i have to rush off to look for her. .&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i dont see any chances of me getting into OT. so, i'll just be a nice club member, active one, of course. and i don't mind it at all. 'cause afterall, i chose to give up the welfare(or community service) interview and i screwed up the interview i had earlier. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's a brand new day, i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12017231-114839965831240226?l=beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/feeds/114839965831240226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12017231&amp;postID=114839965831240226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114839965831240226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12017231/posts/default/114839965831240226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulsoul--.blogspot.com/2006/05/everythings-same-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>VANESSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03022963107946429288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
