<?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-7056711022985374138</id><updated>2011-07-08T21:18:46.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SolitudeLife</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>224</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-6979756238182108583</id><published>2010-02-25T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:33:54.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People! Here is my new link: http://estherhhy.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I've decided to change to wordpress. &lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Relink yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-6979756238182108583?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6979756238182108583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/people-here-is-my-new-link.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6979756238182108583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6979756238182108583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/people-here-is-my-new-link.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-3222221586095292919</id><published>2010-02-23T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:00:00.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't leave the one you love for the one you like cause the one you like will leave you for the one they love.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired nowadays. Been dancing alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA YOU PEOPLE! The concert is just 17 days away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel damn stress man. There is so much steps I have not clean up yet.  D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to catch up on my studies ler ): Chingay took away all my time to study and now I am lagging behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I miss chingay. Chingay damn damn fun though there were some unhappiness here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall stop here. Damn tired. And there is dance again tomorrow. Three days in a row, woohoo! Nights people. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3222221586095292919?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3222221586095292919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-leave-one-you-love-for-one-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3222221586095292919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3222221586095292919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-leave-one-you-love-for-one-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4631191646488858309</id><published>2010-02-22T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:12:29.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who am I to care anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4631191646488858309?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4631191646488858309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-am-i-to-care-anyway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4631191646488858309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4631191646488858309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-am-i-to-care-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-5007935158421832327</id><published>2010-02-21T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:38:41.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>口是心非</title><content type='html'>LOL. I am suppose to be studying. But below my block is the chingay parade's float thingy coming. Damn noisy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly summary then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Freaking tired. &lt;br /&gt;Cause came back from m'sia on tues very late.&lt;br /&gt;Still have dance. &lt;br /&gt;Jia en waited for me for 3 hrs. &lt;br /&gt;Then in the end, just went home. &lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chingay rehearsal staright after school.&lt;br /&gt;damn tiring but got damn high.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;then many things happened la. &lt;br /&gt;then like that lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn damn damn tired. Cause the day before reach home at 12+&lt;br /&gt;then today is the actual day&lt;br /&gt;then bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;jiaen jun tong and dylan came and watch&lt;br /&gt;then la la la&lt;br /&gt;went home&lt;br /&gt;then eat super with jiaen and juntong &lt;br /&gt;then bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;eat until 1+&lt;br /&gt;have to cab home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second actual day&lt;br /&gt;go sch make up changed then &lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;then dance dance dance&lt;br /&gt;then reach yishun go eat mac with yilin, cynthia, yuwen, sam, mervin, bryan, wenkai&lt;br /&gt;then many say things happen.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;then we slack and talk until 3+ then go home&lt;br /&gt;cab with sam and yilin.&lt;br /&gt;and the fare is on jiaen. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 12. &lt;br /&gt;it is a wonder given the time i reach home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;then clean up house, bath and eat&lt;br /&gt;then jia en and jia xuan came bai nian&lt;br /&gt;follow by lewis&lt;br /&gt;and janice&lt;br /&gt;then talk talk &lt;br /&gt;play cards, though i dont know how to play&lt;br /&gt;then family need go out bai bai &lt;br /&gt;so they went to safra and play &lt;br /&gt;then i go home&lt;br /&gt;then they come again&lt;br /&gt;wait for jun tong&lt;br /&gt;bla bla&lt;br /&gt;then she come&lt;br /&gt;all of them go home and i go tuition already.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;then tuition tuition&lt;br /&gt;and la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在难过也只是两个字&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-5007935158421832327?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5007935158421832327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5007935158421832327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5007935158421832327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_21.html' title='口是心非'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4789498633547264402</id><published>2010-02-17T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:24:25.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>时间能够证明一切&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4789498633547264402?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4789498633547264402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4789498633547264402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4789498633547264402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8503610096549782141</id><published>2010-02-12T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T12:08:00.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY EARLY VALENTINES AND CNY EVERYBODY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week freaking happy la. Damn high now. LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home from school. First time so early LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause everybody going home. Yilin going home for her father's birthday, jia xuan go meet her sister, jia en later going malaysia and i later going malaysia too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back on tues~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, don't miss me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for the wonderful wonderful present :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8503610096549782141?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8503610096549782141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-early-valentines-and-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8503610096549782141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8503610096549782141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-early-valentines-and-cny.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-949675745798119806</id><published>2010-02-10T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T16:34:30.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/silhouette" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr355/brittney_rylee/silhouette.jpg" border="0" alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是忍耐一定不去碰它就不危险&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-949675745798119806?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/949675745798119806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/949675745798119806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/949675745798119806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-6914085427400738296</id><published>2010-02-08T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:27:41.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleep debt is the cumulative effect of not getting enough sleep. A large sleep debt may lead to mental and/or physical fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are presumed to be two kinds of sleep debt, caused by partial sleep deprivation or total sleep deprivation. Partial sleep deprivation occurs when a person or a lab animal sleeps too little for many days or weeks. Total sleep deprivation means being kept awake for days or weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-6914085427400738296?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6914085427400738296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleep-debt-is-cumulative-effect-of-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6914085427400738296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6914085427400738296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleep-debt-is-cumulative-effect-of-not.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4174299981353022738</id><published>2010-02-07T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:06:59.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live hard, work hard, play hard :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/Decorated%20images/?action=view&amp;current=arizona.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/Decorated%20images/arizona.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets do a weekly summary :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; Monday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dance. &lt;br /&gt;Went to honey hut with yilin and jiaen after dance. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back in school to decorate class. Fun fun fun :D &lt;br /&gt;Went to chong pang alot of times to buy stuffs. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance again :D&lt;br /&gt;Went with yilin to honey hut. &lt;br /&gt;LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thurs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back after school to decorate the class. Went to chong pang many times again D:&lt;br /&gt;Tired from walking. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Jiaen came and find me after decorating for a while. Then he helped our class. Woohoo~ We even stay all until very late even when everyone left to fold hearts and flowers and clean the class. So proud of myself LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancedancedance~&lt;br /&gt;My passion for dance is getting back :D thanks alot to yanfang&lt;br /&gt;After dance yilin and i waited for npcc to end. Wait until 7 they finally come out. LOL. Then go eat hony hut with juntong, jiaen and yilin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up damn early despite sleeping damn late on friday. Was chionging hmk and cny decoration stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Went chong pang to buy some stuff and went to school to decorate. Dylan and nigel was there. After that, went to eat kfc and i rush home to take my costume's shoe when i realised i didnt bring it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to nortpoint to meet up with cynthia and yilin. Put on our make up on toilet and was super rush as ms cheng say bus will arrive at 3 sharp. So at 2.55, we just run all the way o mrt station when our make up is not done. Then the f up bu was not there yet and we wait for more than 40 minutes for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the bus came and we went up. Help yilin and cynthia put on theri makeup cause mine was done. And yilin say i was amazing cause the bus damn shaky and yet i can draw so well. Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was chingay chingay chingay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first they say only got 1 round today. But in the end they make it two. And jia en wait for around 3 hours for me. Omg. I feel damn bad. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i reached yishun, it was already 11.50 + Then me and jiaen ran all the way to the bus stop to catch the last 969. When we reach taampines, it was already 12+ Trians and buses off service ler. Then call puteri and her dad came and fetch us to changi beach. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then her dad bbq-ed for us to eat and had 'candle lit dinner' LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sat around talk for a while and me and jiaen damn tired, went into the tent and sleep. But I didnt really sleep well because of jiaen -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then puteri wake us up to watch sunrise. Since the door to our tent was open and it was facing the sea so i open my eye see a very magnificent view of 'four tone sunrise and went back to sleep again. Then around 7, jiaen hit and tickle me to wake up -.- and we went to the sea, play with the sand, see the beautiful sunrise bla bla, and sit around talk for a while and went back to sleep while puteri was still playing with her relatives. Then around 10+ I woke up and see jiaen soundly asleep. It was already late and i feel very bad for going there to sleep only so I tried to wake him up. I call his name, tapped him, bla bla bla. But he was like a dead pig. Then I smsed puteri for ideas. LOL . Then i finally throw a pillow at him and he open his eyes, stare at me with an unfathomable look and close his eyes again. I laughed until i feel like a retard. Then in the end, I fell asleep. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then puteri came and wake us up they are gonna pack up and go already. So pack pack pack and her father send me and jiaen to khatib central. Then I went to eat mac while jiaen went home. Then chiong to go tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition went home back, and chiong to go tuition again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I am here, typing with my eyes half closed. Nights people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures are all up on facebok :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4174299981353022738?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4174299981353022738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/live-hard-work-hard-play-hard-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4174299981353022738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4174299981353022738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/live-hard-work-hard-play-hard-d.html' title='Live hard, work hard, play hard :D'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/Decorated%20images/th_arizona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-3922957789095812004</id><published>2010-02-04T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:02:24.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2qoILVXm4I/AAAAAAAAAjA/dU47f5kSNf0/s1600-h/6612_1239701411657_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2qoILVXm4I/AAAAAAAAAjA/dU47f5kSNf0/s320/6612_1239701411657_full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434340758810762114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished reading the book and the movie is coming out. OMG. Nice. Haha. The book super good. I recommend it to everyone. It is about love, family and finding your place in this world. Damn damn damn touching + nice + everything. And as expected, I cried after reading it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you ever really forget your first heartbreak?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3922957789095812004?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3922957789095812004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-finished-reading-book-and-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3922957789095812004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3922957789095812004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-finished-reading-book-and-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2qoILVXm4I/AAAAAAAAAjA/dU47f5kSNf0/s72-c/6612_1239701411657_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-3932683564215378104</id><published>2010-01-31T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:36:55.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2WVYrpGEnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/dSUI_0_nhtk/s1600-h/LOLOLOL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2WVYrpGEnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/dSUI_0_nhtk/s320/LOLOLOL.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432912776756859506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3932683564215378104?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3932683564215378104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3932683564215378104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3932683564215378104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2WVYrpGEnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/dSUI_0_nhtk/s72-c/LOLOLOL.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-7855541760979359898</id><published>2010-01-31T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:31:07.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2WOAuKBa-I/AAAAAAAAAiw/_qS6FHRi6-w/s1600-h/19467_187411419986_169002894986_723983_4324344_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2WOAuKBa-I/AAAAAAAAAiw/_qS6FHRi6-w/s320/19467_187411419986_169002894986_723983_4324344_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432904668533582818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight I feel that my love for you has more density in this world than I do."&lt;br /&gt;-The time traveller's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking tired. LOL Slept at 3+ yesterday cause reach home around 1+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chingay was super tiring. Got to dance and run around in high heels. But got super high. And it was super fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, my feet got blisters all over. Cause I ran like mad woman in the shoe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. And I freaking tired. Slept super late nowadays. Thurs went tuition with jiaen and sleep around 1. Wed reach home late and slept around 1. Tues also. Mon day also. Friday also. AIYA. Everyday also. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I am going crazy. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition from 2-5 and 7-8+. LALALALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7855541760979359898?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7855541760979359898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/tonight-i-feel-that-my-love-for-you-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7855541760979359898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7855541760979359898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/tonight-i-feel-that-my-love-for-you-has.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2WOAuKBa-I/AAAAAAAAAiw/_qS6FHRi6-w/s72-c/19467_187411419986_169002894986_723983_4324344_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-2908278843605188551</id><published>2010-01-29T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:56:55.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWRF2U1QW4o&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWRF2U1QW4o&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember, but one thing for sure, he said he was sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I super in love with the lyrics of this song. The first line already set my water tap off. Haha. Please do listen to it :D haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-2908278843605188551?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2908278843605188551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-remember-but-one-thing-for-sure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2908278843605188551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2908278843605188551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-remember-but-one-thing-for-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-93831728212659705</id><published>2010-01-29T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:47:59.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Argh. Many unhappy things happened today. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1s came to dance today. And yeah, taught them dance steps and all those. And many people say I very fierce to them cause I damn strict.  And I feel damn bad lor. Only 14 sec 1s join us and we already bet theat half of them is gonna quit  beofre they join. Now, I bet 3/4 of them if gonna quit after seing how our practices is held. D: But yilin also damn fierce(she fiecer than me lor -.- LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dance, let my mind wander for abit and started thinking some unhealthy things. I gues I think too much already la. But, sigh sigh. Then after that , went to eat honey hut with jun tong, dylan, yilin and jiaen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We siting outside honey hut, on the floor, like pinic like that, damn romantic. LOL -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dylan was super emo then jia en and him was like having men's talk. LOL. Then make me damn emo also luh. Then dylan told me something that make me even more emo. I cried -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALAALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got chingay. Damn tired. Nights people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;我終於還是說了一句我愛你 &lt;br /&gt;還記得那個微涼夜裡&lt;br /&gt;天空正飄著小雨&lt;br /&gt;心跳的聲音 像舞動奇蹟&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-93831728212659705?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/93831728212659705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/93831728212659705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/93831728212659705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/fml.html' title='FML.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-152177964762806461</id><published>2010-01-27T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:46:40.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. I can't stop laughing now. LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2Ap1tISMDI/AAAAAAAAAio/wDWpyy1YVmE/s1600-h/lalalallala.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2Ap1tISMDI/AAAAAAAAAio/wDWpyy1YVmE/s320/lalalallala.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431387153232965682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cca today, shang yuan pass me four packets of maggie that npcc don't want. Puteri and juntong and yilin ran away when they saw him approaching. I am the dumbass. But in the end, we stuff all in jiaen shoe bag. OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, freaking piss off now. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-152177964762806461?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/152177964762806461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/152177964762806461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/152177964762806461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S2Ap1tISMDI/AAAAAAAAAio/wDWpyy1YVmE/s72-c/lalalallala.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-4284339402935108727</id><published>2010-01-27T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:44:11.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>head over heels</title><content type='html'>Woohoo. In com lab now. &lt;br /&gt;Freaking tired D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wemt tuition with jiaen yesterday. Reached home around 9 as we went to eat cendol after tuition and talk talk and fool around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having dance later on :D &lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I won't give up so easily. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la. I go facebook~ Tata :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4284339402935108727?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4284339402935108727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/head-over-heels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4284339402935108727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4284339402935108727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/head-over-heels.html' title='head over heels'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7470642638365211777</id><published>2010-01-25T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:13:45.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>失败是成功之路</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/Decorated%20images/?action=view&amp;current=beaded-necklaces-1024x768.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/Decorated%20images/beaded-necklaces-1024x768.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我从来都不说不 不是因为我愿意&lt;br /&gt;是因为我爱你&lt;br /&gt;我从来都不生气 不是因为我没有脾气&lt;br /&gt;是因为我爱你&lt;br /&gt;我从来都不哭 不是因为我没有眼泪&lt;br /&gt;是因为我爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, I know this is very contradicting but I AM VERY HIGH NOW. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition yesterday. And I studied from 1-11+ going 12. Then went home with jiaen and reach home about 12++. LOL. I so hardworking. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dance today, oh well..&lt;br /&gt;After dance went chong pang eat roti prata with jiaen, puteri, yilin. LOL man. Many happy things happen. And it really does cheer me up. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And LOL look at this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S1205vQ98NI/AAAAAAAAAig/UfFstNwrCUI/s1600-h/DSC00615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S1205vQ98NI/AAAAAAAAAig/UfFstNwrCUI/s320/DSC00615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430695629711864018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncle drew jiaen's face on the receipt. LOLOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7470642638365211777?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7470642638365211777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7470642638365211777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7470642638365211777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_25.html' title='失败是成功之路'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/Decorated%20images/th_beaded-necklaces-1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-1895628027443900066</id><published>2010-01-25T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:16:19.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you enough to let you go.</title><content type='html'>D:&lt;br /&gt;Hell load of dissapointment today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighsigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-1895628027443900066?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1895628027443900066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-you-enough-to-let-you-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1895628027443900066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1895628027443900066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-you-enough-to-let-you-go.html' title='I love you enough to let you go.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8101722222461274803</id><published>2010-01-23T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:05:43.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo~</title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm dreaming you. Maybe you're dreaming me; maybe we only exist in each other's dreams and every morning when we wake up we forget all about each other." &lt;br /&gt;— Audrey Niffenegger (The Time Traveler's Wife) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i995.photobucket.com/albums/af73/nisaa99/girlflowers.jpg" border="0" alt="girlflowers.jpg Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking tired. Went to school today cause we need to decourate the classroom. Only me Dylan went at first. Went chong pang bu stuffs and walk back school. Nigel join us at 11.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing decourating, went to look for puteri and jun tong. They had npcc and was waiting for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went longjohn eat. And they keep bullying me lor -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went popular and then go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home at around 2. Then straight away went to sleep. I fell asleep once my head touches the pillow. LOL. Sleep all the way until 9 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ytd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dance and I danced though ankle still abit pain :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after dance went honey hut eat with yilin jia en and juntong. &lt;br /&gt;LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thurs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was ok. Tiring. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school waited with jiaxuan for her co to start. Then after jiaxuan went for her co, slack in school with jiaen. Lalala. Then after a while went to hang out with juntong shi ting patricia. And juntong nearly fell into the fish pond. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home with them. Then walk home with jia en. And he told me about his house which is under the whole of singapore. He told me how reach he is bla bla. -.- and going in into his house must go to some secretive place, say the password and you wil be transported to under singapore. And before go in must scan face, fingerprints, dna, eye, everything before entering. Cause he too rich alrd -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went tuition. Tuition ended at 10+ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then reach home arnd 11. Then super tired D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. nothing to write alrd. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8101722222461274803?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8101722222461274803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/woohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8101722222461274803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8101722222461274803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo~'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8304735870070576613</id><published>2010-01-22T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:51:10.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Do you ever miss him? &lt;br /&gt;Every day. Every minute. &lt;br /&gt;Every minute, she says. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's that way, isn't it?" &lt;br /&gt;— Audrey Niffenegger (The Time Traveler's Wife)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8304735870070576613?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8304735870070576613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-ever-miss-him-every-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8304735870070576613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8304735870070576613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-ever-miss-him-every-day.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4244916338383765235</id><published>2010-01-20T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:46:14.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Read every single word in the lyrics. I typed it all by myself(and I am so proud of it). I love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拥抱的时候 心情有点痛&lt;br /&gt;也许提早感受到寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开的时候 只听见沉默&lt;br /&gt;除了沉默 我还能怎么做选择&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别对我道歉 别种觉得对我愧欠&lt;br /&gt;现在他在你的身边就对他好一点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要再让你们的爱败给了时间&lt;br /&gt;既然遇见了永远 就不要说再见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要再让你们的爱输给了永远&lt;br /&gt;我们曾经过那么多考验 最后还是回到了原点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总有那一天 相遇的瞬间&lt;br /&gt;确定哪些冷漠的从前 以走远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别对我道歉 别种觉得对我愧欠&lt;br /&gt;现在谁在你的身边 就对谁好一&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我因该就走开就算感情还在&lt;br /&gt;我因该就放开对他不再依赖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忘了曾有过的片段&lt;br /&gt;这是属于你们的未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要看到你们的爱败给了时间&lt;br /&gt;我宁愿选择离别&lt;br /&gt;没有一句怨言&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到你能诺无其事聊起了从前&lt;br /&gt;我才发现彼此都了解 默契是最宝贵的语言&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I just finish consoling two emo people. D: and I turn emo now. HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4244916338383765235?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4244916338383765235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4244916338383765235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4244916338383765235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-6712885368467795732</id><published>2010-01-20T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:43:53.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the best of friend parts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/Decorated%20images/?action=view&amp;current=a-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/Decorated%20images/a-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love today. &lt;br /&gt;It has been such a long time since I last hang out with e3 peeps. But our bond is still as strong. Or rather, stronger. The times we spent apart makes us cherish our times together and realised what we once had. Those beautiful memories. But we are now all on different tracks. Sometimes, I really wish that I can turn back time and be a sec 2 again. Though the year was full of ups and downs, 2e3 was with me. It might seem irrelevant at that point in time, but now I realised how much I love them, how much I miss them. I realised my love for them is unconditional and it can never be change. I realised how much I really really miss them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 has been the most eventful year of my life. It is the year that I loved most, hurt most, learnt most about life, from feeling the happiest to the saddest, everything happened in 2009 and 2e3 was always there. And I realised that I am never (or seldom there) at the beginning of the year. I tried to make it up bit by bit when the year was ending but I guess it never works as I am so damn freaking emotional at that point in time. But 2e3 was understanding always forgive me whenever I cry in class or grow super emotional in class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, it struck me that I am all on my own, on my own feet, independent. I have no one to lean against anymore. 2e3 ain't around anymore. I am in a total new class, on my own. 39 other familiar faces are not around. And when I see my former classmates in other classes with other friends, what I felt was..jealous. Jealous that I am not the one with them anymore, jealous that we are not in 2e3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I've accepted my new class to be my new classmates for the next two years(well, I have to, we all have to, don't we?), I know that they don't understands me well. They don't know me. They don't know what I've been through. They don't know my limits, how happy I can be and how sad I can be. But 2e3 know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been though so many things together, fighting, laughing, crying, embarrassing moments, sharing everything, etc etc. We grew up together. (like what I notice just now, Dickson was once the shortest boy in class and yet know, he is way taller than me) We are just like a family. 2e3 is just like my second family, and I believe we are held together by a strong bond which none of us can break free from. I believe the bond will never end no matter how much we try to deny. Like what jiaqing said, 'once 2e3, forever 2e3'. I believe one day when we look back, we will feel a sense of belonging, a sense of attachment, and that's where the bond will take place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation, ole 1, class outings after class outings, inter-class competitions after inter-class competitions, ole 2, class chalet, ice and water, park, bowling, pool, and many many more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, lets all just move on but keep the memories. Move on but never forget. Move on but still love one another, like siblings. Move on so as to not feel miserable anymore. Move on so we will not torture ourselves. Move on cause I want you guys to. Cause I love all of you. Every single one of you. We all have to move on. But that doesn't mean the end of 2e3. That doesn't mean we don't love each other anymore, doesn't mean we dont miss everything we had, doesn't mean our bond is broken. It just means that, we have accepted that fact that can never be change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this post super duper emotional. Sorry. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end here. :D Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-6712885368467795732?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6712885368467795732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-best-of-friend-parts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6712885368467795732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6712885368467795732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-best-of-friend-parts.html' title='Even the best of friend parts..'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/Decorated%20images/th_a-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-8673857889720127109</id><published>2010-01-18T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:25:47.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People move through their lives sometimes without really thinking about where they are going or they run too fast till they forget where they have been. Then days pile up. They get sadder and lonelier without really knowing why they are so sad or how they got so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Then something really good happen. They meet someone who looks a certain way or has something in their smile. They meet someone who really see them not just look, someone who can warm their heart, someone who stays and listen no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's all that falling in love is--- finding someone who makes you feel a little less alone or someone who can make you feel whole again.&lt;br /&gt;So it's easy to fall in love....but it takes time to know what love is.&lt;br /&gt;We will know what it is or we already know what it is because we are in love right now. You are the one who could feel that, does your heart beating so fast now? Does your world blossom? Does your heart glow with inspirations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a race, but a journey to be savored each and every way. Feel the love.&lt;br /&gt;All in the name of love. Love is all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this on facebook. So nice. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8673857889720127109?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8673857889720127109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-move-through-their-lives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8673857889720127109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8673857889720127109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-move-through-their-lives.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-2939995681738813677</id><published>2010-01-18T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:22:01.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn183/fataL___wiishes__x3/Photography/love.jpg" border="0" alt="Photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some unhappy things happen yesterday. D:D:D: Was seriously upset over it. Cried and cried and cried and call jiaen and causing me to disturb him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep the for the whole night. When I finally slept, i was already time to wake up. And my eyes is damn swollen from the crying. Sighsigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was a normal day. Though every lesson felt like a lullaby to me. But manage to force myself to pay attention in class. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch with jiaen after school and went to dance. Was looking forward to dance one lor. But but but, aftr we do the warmup, crunches, open and close leg thingy, do the across the floor. Then, I sprained my ankle when jete and landed. And I was like so sad lor. See people dance but cant dance D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dance, went to honey hut with yilin and ate. Then went to the chinese clinic there and let them tui na. Now my ankle is bandaged LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sent yilin home, went northpoint meet my mother, home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. So long never do a full summary of the whole day ler. Feel so weird. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If I had one wish, we would be best friends love would never end, it would just begin&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-2939995681738813677?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2939995681738813677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2939995681738813677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2939995681738813677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatever.html' title='Whatever.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn183/fataL___wiishes__x3/Photography/th_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-72201898967161969</id><published>2010-01-17T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:01:22.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I don’t care if you’re the new member of Leo, you better show some respect to the existing member of Leo Club. And yes, we are all gonna quit if you become the next President of Leo Club. Not happy? Your problem. I’ll make sure you don’t get to become president, or even president, or even part of the committee. Ever heard of first impression counts? You just killed yourself by talking to us like that through a SMS. I haven’t even seen you and I don’t like you already. That’s how much I don’t like you. And please don’t come in and boss my Leo members around. They’re already complaining. Even I don’t do that. Just go back to your Bazaar, I don’t care. Don’t come and f my Leo up can already.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Taken from Mandy's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am so gonna quit if he becomes the president of leo club.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-72201898967161969?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/72201898967161969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-care-if-youre-new-member-of-leo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/72201898967161969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/72201898967161969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-care-if-youre-new-member-of-leo.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-3376362201744327888</id><published>2010-01-17T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:15:40.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what I want. So don't ask me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3376362201744327888?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3376362201744327888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-what-i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3376362201744327888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3376362201744327888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-what-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-3233297986495444540</id><published>2010-01-16T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:02:41.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gonna be okay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Cuz you’re hoping you’re wrong, and every time he does something that tells you he’s no good, you ignore it. And every time he comes through and surprises you, he wins you over and you lose that argument with yourself that he’s not for you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from chingay rehearsal. &lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla. Pretty much things happened. And that makes me lazy to type it all out. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired. Dance 6.4 km in super high high heels. It is a suprise that I didnt fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've regreted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look behind the mascara.&lt;br /&gt;and the shiny lipstick,&lt;br /&gt;look a little deeper,&lt;br /&gt;and maybe you will see,&lt;br /&gt;that this girl you are looking,&lt;br /&gt;at really isn't me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit saying you love me.&lt;br /&gt;For once.. just show it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a dream &lt;br /&gt;you always wake up to the truth&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes it sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the last teardrop falls&lt;br /&gt;I will stand tall&lt;br /&gt;And hold onto the memories&lt;br /&gt;Of how you used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone really loves you,&lt;br /&gt;they will never hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;And if they do, &lt;br /&gt;you can see it in their eyes&lt;br /&gt;that it hurts them too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to determine &lt;br /&gt;where to draw the line&lt;br /&gt;between being nice &lt;br /&gt;and not hurting people's feelings,&lt;br /&gt;and standing up &lt;br /&gt;for what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take a risk &lt;br /&gt;when we open our hearts&lt;br /&gt;because the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;if we open our hearts, &lt;br /&gt;we will get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;-Adapted from Cynthia's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3233297986495444540?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3233297986495444540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-gonna-be-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3233297986495444540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3233297986495444540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-gonna-be-okay.html' title='It&apos;s gonna be okay.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4638244249632386471</id><published>2010-01-15T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:47:44.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perseverance</title><content type='html'>In a super bad mood today. My face was liks so black. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cca open house was like so damn fun. Go around the whole school and keep shouting 'join ai dance, join ai dance.' Damn fun luh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year like not many people interested in dance lor. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance concert coming up, having dance practices 3 times a week until god knows when, still havin chingay every saturday until 20th feb. And there are tons of homework for me to do. Tuition is like filling up half of my schedule. Being a social class leader ain't that easy either. Having little sleep due to all this isn't doing any good either. Whats more, having ___ today doesn't help at all. Today practically sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarreled with Alicia today after cca open house. Nearly quarreled with yilin too. Gah. Alicia kept asking me go eat with her when all I wanted to do is to go home and sleep. -.- End up going home with puteri and jiaen while ilin and cynthia go eat and alicia go home by herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt; persevere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I am piss off again. Cousin went and eat my chocolate bar which I had look forward eating to when I am home. WTH is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this week pass quickly so as not to feel so moody anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4638244249632386471?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4638244249632386471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/perseverance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4638244249632386471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4638244249632386471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/perseverance.html' title='perseverance'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4091157787337572447</id><published>2010-01-13T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:33:13.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S03Zmu78eJI/AAAAAAAAAiY/hnZcuewz5w8/s1600-h/Capture1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S03Zmu78eJI/AAAAAAAAAiY/hnZcuewz5w8/s320/Capture1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426232385509030034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4091157787337572447?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4091157787337572447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4091157787337572447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4091157787337572447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/S03Zmu78eJI/AAAAAAAAAiY/hnZcuewz5w8/s72-c/Capture1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-1870127947213532766</id><published>2010-01-13T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:27:22.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed..</title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha. I am so freaking tired. School and dance has suck all the energy out of me. &lt;br /&gt;LOL. Had an awesome time with puteri, jiaen, juntong and yilin today at northpoint after our cca. We went to eat mac and walk around northpoint, it was totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Okay okay, I damn sarcastic. Super tired.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And puteri still ask me to wait for her tomorrow after cca. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-1870127947213532766?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1870127947213532766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/hahahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1870127947213532766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1870127947213532766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/hahahahaha.html' title='Disappointed..'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-934247440739604703</id><published>2010-01-12T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:29:00.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets all move on.</title><content type='html'>Bla bla bla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dance on monday. Dance was cool. And tiring. &lt;br /&gt;After dance, went honey hut with puteri, jiaen, yilin, marcus, aini, juntong, junqing. Lalalala. Ate like it was gona be my last meal.&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went chong pang after school with yilin and jiaxuan today and buy tinner. Then buy mac, went back to school, study like mad while waiting for puteri and jiaen. Went home with puteri, jiaen and yilin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many funny things happened today. But I felt kinda upset. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion : All boys are bastards(no offense, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am so freaking tired..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-934247440739604703?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/934247440739604703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/lets-all-move-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/934247440739604703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/934247440739604703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/lets-all-move-on.html' title='Lets all move on.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-999474809526831770</id><published>2010-01-09T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:19:28.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes always hurt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1vofljtc9ko&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1vofljtc9ko&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo people. I just came back from the chingay rehearsal. It is so tiring. Have to dance for 1.6km &lt;br /&gt;But fun yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I feel so damn emo today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-999474809526831770?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/999474809526831770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbyes-always-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/999474809526831770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/999474809526831770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbyes-always-hurt.html' title='Goodbyes always hurt.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-5403849683219041149</id><published>2010-01-08T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:43:10.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is this man? I just broke down yesterday and I can feel another one coming. I am so freaking stress out and tired. And I have tuition tomorrow afternoon and after tuition, I have to rush over to lavender for the chingay rehearsal which will last all the way up til 10pm. Awesome. I am becoming more and more like a panda. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love dance today. I've been looking forward to today. When dance resumes. &lt;br /&gt;But it's so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;And I am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Did not have enough rest these few days. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know why I am feeling this way. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-5403849683219041149?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5403849683219041149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-this-man-i-just-broke-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5403849683219041149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5403849683219041149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-this-man-i-just-broke-down.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7988738846943965466</id><published>2010-01-08T06:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:19:09.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO PEOPLE. I can't believe I am blogging so early in the morning. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the com cause have to help jia en print things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later got dance. Looking forward to it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh. But I am so damn tired now. Woke up super early to help jia en. I am so kind. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la. Got to go if not late for school already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7988738846943965466?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7988738846943965466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/yo-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7988738846943965466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7988738846943965466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/yo-people.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7127453867711129475</id><published>2010-01-06T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:58:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so tired. Spent 2hours of my time sitting at detention. Luckily, puteri, yilin, junqing and jun tong waited for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sit around slack around for a while, bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with yilin, puteri, jiaen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On bus ride back home was so freaking funny. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am damn tired. Yet there is so much to do. And tomorrows is thursday. A day where everyone can go school late. Yet I have to go school early for the dance poster for open house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall stop ranting now and get some work done. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7127453867711129475?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7127453867711129475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-so-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7127453867711129475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7127453867711129475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8266356851161705956</id><published>2010-01-05T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T17:23:48.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stay back after school to study and teach puteri :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am having detention tomorrow all because of tan jia en!! D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I shall go study. Tada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8266356851161705956?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8266356851161705956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/stay-back-after-school-to-study-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8266356851161705956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8266356851161705956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/stay-back-after-school-to-study-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-3911690377352097901</id><published>2010-01-04T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:57:00.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school!! :D</title><content type='html'>OMG. My title of this post damn retard. Like never go to school before like that. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, today was crazy. From the moment I first wake up till now. It is all filled with craziness. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went into the bathroom, there was a cockroach. I was at there trying not to scream as it is still damn early in the morning. And I was trap in the bathroom witht he cockroach as I have alrd lock the door. And the cockroach was a the door there, trying to go out. I cant go out, neither can the cockroach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all the commotion trying to get my mother in to kill it, bla bla. I bathed and changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I told my mother 'mummy, you know, people change very fast. D:' And I still add in a sniff here and there and say until very sad. And my mother very concernly ask 'who?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said :'me..I've changed into a nerd.' Cause I unfold my skirt, clip up my fringe, tuck in until damn what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should see her reaction. Damn funny. I laugh like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to school with puteri. Bla bla bla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school, sat outside hall to wait for yilin as she have detention. At there, I was going crazy. Suddenly sad, suddenly happy. And I spent most of the time chasing jiaen in and out of the schol, around the school, bla bla bla cause he keep taking away my things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla. And we kept taking unglam photos of each other. The initial plan was to take picture of our sad and angry face cause its first day of school. The worst nightmare come true. And the only dream the always come true. But in the end, we took random and crazy pictures. And yeah, they are all uploaded to my facebook (:&lt;br /&gt;I am like promoting my facebook like that. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yilin is release, we went to northpoint to eat KFC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many crazy things happened over there too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy write. Or rather type. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today damn damn funny and crazy. Nice way to start the school year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall end this post here. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;这点痛我还能忍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3911690377352097901?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3911690377352097901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3911690377352097901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3911690377352097901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school-d.html' title='First day of school!! :D'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4434898381255126355</id><published>2010-01-02T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:01:47.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've changed my skin. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4434898381255126355?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4434898381255126355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-changed-my-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4434898381255126355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4434898381255126355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-changed-my-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-2171923405591730939</id><published>2010-01-02T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:17:17.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every end entails a new beginning</title><content type='html'>First post of the year. &lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very unhappy about some things. What a nice way to start the year.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school is reopening. Time sure flies. I am not ready for school yet. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go and chiong my hmk. Good bye people. Jia you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-2171923405591730939?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2171923405591730939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-end-entails-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2171923405591730939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2171923405591730939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-end-entails-new-beginning.html' title='Every end entails a new beginning'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-5955681436611883603</id><published>2009-12-31T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:23:18.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year!!</title><content type='html'>LOL. This is seriously the last post of this year alrd. Leaving for malaysia soon. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am suffering from a bad sore throat and a bad cough. Sigh. I am ending this year in sickness. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And I think flu is coming. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall go pack and get ready :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, might be going to the ktv over there. Cant wait! &lt;br /&gt;But wait, how am I suppose to sing when I can't even talk without sounding like an old lady? &lt;br /&gt;I guess we will find out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye people and have a happy new year :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-5955681436611883603?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5955681436611883603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5955681436611883603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5955681436611883603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year!!'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-527092748610433221</id><published>2009-12-30T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:08:28.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好想抱緊你 我最愛的妳</title><content type='html'>幸福時候 別來找我 &lt;br /&gt;帶著你的快樂和她繼續往前走 &lt;br /&gt;不屬於我 我不會難過 &lt;br /&gt;我知道 有一樣的天空 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福走後 請記得我 &lt;br /&gt;我會緊握拳頭把那傷心都趕走 &lt;br /&gt;你要記得 至少還有我 &lt;br /&gt;一直在 為妳默默守候 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now sitting here, observing my younger cousin which is sitting opposite me. He is trying to destroy the 'earth', which is just a table globe. I am trying very hard not to laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-527092748610433221?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/527092748610433221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-now-sitting-here-observing-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/527092748610433221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/527092748610433221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-now-sitting-here-observing-my.html' title='好想抱緊你 我最愛的妳'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7064182843726662779</id><published>2009-12-30T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:49:07.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long</title><content type='html'>This shall be the last post of this year. It is already 30th of december. Time files man. And I am not gonna post tomorrow as I am going to malaysia. So ya, this is the last post of this year. And none of you are gonna see any more of me this year. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry, I am back on the first day of last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is reopening. Should I feel happy or sad? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; I've met someone this year who i know i will never forget in years to come.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7064182843726662779?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7064182843726662779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-shall-be-last-post-of-this-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7064182843726662779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7064182843726662779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-shall-be-last-post-of-this-year.html' title='So long'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4334702966601340538</id><published>2009-12-29T18:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:02:39.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the hell is this man?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4334702966601340538?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4334702966601340538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-hell-is-this-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4334702966601340538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4334702966601340538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-hell-is-this-man.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4853907644397442872</id><published>2009-12-28T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:21:04.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>偶尔很清醒　偶尔卻抗拒&lt;br /&gt;偶而有睡意　偶尔很伤心&lt;br /&gt;当我们反复联系&lt;br /&gt;想让爱归零　但无能为力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶尔很开心　偶尔却下雨&lt;br /&gt;偶尔有梦境　偶尔很想你&lt;br /&gt;当我们同時安静&lt;br /&gt;也做了決定　却不要再见你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4853907644397442872?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4853907644397442872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4853907644397442872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4853907644397442872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-2465533477667697001</id><published>2009-12-27T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:33:52.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful</title><content type='html'>Ytd was crazy. Had houewarming party. Mr Lai, Jia En, Jia Xuan, Yi Lin, Puteri, Preston came :D&lt;br /&gt;And we went crazy. &lt;br /&gt;I was sick and kept vomiting. &lt;br /&gt;They kept forcing me to eat and drink the glucose thingy.&lt;br /&gt;And after that,&lt;br /&gt;Had soft toys fight with two other little kids. It was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;And we went on msn and .. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;The then played truth or dare. And it was CRAZY&lt;br /&gt;Kiss here kiss there, ask here ask there. &lt;br /&gt;OMG lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My heart chose to close the door.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-2465533477667697001?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2465533477667697001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/wonderful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2465533477667697001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2465533477667697001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/wonderful.html' title='Wonderful'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-3035354815061804329</id><published>2009-12-25T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T02:05:25.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesomeness!</title><content type='html'>Just came back from counting down @ orchard with jia en and puteri. It was awesome! love it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3035354815061804329?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3035354815061804329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/awesomeness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3035354815061804329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3035354815061804329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/awesomeness.html' title='awesomeness!'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-5463091840180642426</id><published>2009-12-22T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:41:17.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我想我没那么坚强</title><content type='html'>Today is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance at Taka 9-9.30pm tomorrow(or rather today). Jia you people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired. But I got so many things that need to be done &lt;br /&gt;Save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-5463091840180642426?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5463091840180642426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5463091840180642426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5463091840180642426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-crazy.html' title='我想我没那么坚强'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-5260711444518265460</id><published>2009-12-18T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:24:14.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm strong</title><content type='html'>Just came back from dance :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out later on to meet Sherman at city hall with hwee shan and cassandra. The soil chem group (: without Nicole ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that wil be rushing to malaysia. Gonna attend my relative's wedding. Will be back on sunday. Miss me yeah? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-5260711444518265460?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5260711444518265460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-strong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5260711444518265460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5260711444518265460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-strong.html' title='I&apos;m strong'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-637885424657688160</id><published>2009-12-15T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:49:40.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>如果我又再次相信你的话，我真的就是无可救药的大笨蛋了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-637885424657688160?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/637885424657688160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/637885424657688160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/637885424657688160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8712071633871859843</id><published>2009-12-13T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:34:01.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so tired. &lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Debbie's party.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Only me, jiaen, lewis and jiaen and lewis's two friend went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So little people. &lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8712071633871859843?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8712071633871859843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-so-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8712071633871859843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8712071633871859843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4359271976459068331</id><published>2009-12-11T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:24:11.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah. My head is about to burst. And I sound like some old lady with a croaky throat.&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 2e3. I love the chalet. I love watching new moon with girlfriends. I love getting fetch by the guys cause its too late or the girls to be walking back to chalet by ourselves after the movie. I love riding on Brandon's bike. I love playing catch the murderer. I love cycling in the dark dark night at 3am in the morning. I love riding to macdonalds to eat. I love going back to chalet and see Taymin and Brandon drunk and being so hilarious. I love going to watch sun rise by the beach. I love going to shop at tampines with the girls. I love shoping at Bugis with the girls. I love buying girlfriend tee together. I love going to buy the bbq food. I love going back to the chalet and prepare the food. I love to wash the prawns. I love to marinate the chicken. I love to poke the food into the sticks. I love to bbq. I love to watch Mr Lai bbq. I love to laugh at Mr Lai's joke. I love to go cycling while eating halfway. I love to go home on Jiaxuan's mother's car. I love everything. I love 2e3. I love all my wonderful classmates for two years. I love them. I love 2e3. I love our memories. I love our friendship. I love everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4359271976459068331?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4359271976459068331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4359271976459068331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4359271976459068331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8862911405925909479</id><published>2009-12-11T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:18:09.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Do you remember in kindergarten, how you'd meet a kid and know nothing about them, then 10 seconds later you'd be playing like you were best friends, because you didn't have to be anything but yourself?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet was awesome. 2E3 is awesome. Everything was awesome. Everyone is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8862911405925909479?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8862911405925909479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-remember-in-kindergarten-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8862911405925909479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8862911405925909479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-remember-in-kindergarten-how.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7153186375753389427</id><published>2009-12-09T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:42:26.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gone.</title><content type='html'>Later going to chalet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired can? Suffering from lack of sleep these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday reached home at around 12+ going 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning wake up damn early and went to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did warmup, floor work, dance dance dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with yilin.&lt;br /&gt;Debate whether want to go the chingay costume or not.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, cynthia, yilin and i didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, changed and went to meet jiaen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to marina square and buy foooodd and went to the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cired while watching the movie. Is super damn sad. Especially the romance part. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after watchign the movie, walk around and around to find the 'Hokkaido Ice-cream' shop. When we finally found the shop, is like super happy. But when we go nearer, there is a sign 'closed'. LOL like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walk to Singapore river. Then walk to clake quay. Took pictures like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 tiger beer and drank. Nearly got drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran to take mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept on the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat mac after we reach northpoint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home around 12++, going 1. Got scolded. &lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil upload all the pictures; KOREF, Dance camp, yesterday and class chalet when I am back from chalet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7153186375753389427?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7153186375753389427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7153186375753389427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7153186375753389427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-gone.html' title='I&apos;m gone.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-5659125816371930812</id><published>2009-12-08T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:48:51.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>Just had a long long chat with Sherman. He taught me alot of things. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-5659125816371930812?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5659125816371930812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5659125816371930812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5659125816371930812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8435243347734480516</id><published>2009-12-06T18:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:48:05.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/holga" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Photography/holga1.jpg" border="0" alt="holga Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Goodbye boy. Thanks for everything.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back from the Kahang field research trip. Did you guys miss me? Hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dance. Super fun. Forget what happen ler.&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;After dance went o meet jia xuan and jia en.&lt;br /&gt;The two of them, urgh. Cannot stand them. Super good actor and actress. &lt;br /&gt;After that went to meet my younger cousin and we went pasir ris to meet blogshop owner and buy my elder cousin's birthday present. Then after that went sembawang to shop for camp stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Then went northpoint to meet up with mum, aunt, elder cousin, grandma then went Bottle Tree Park to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;Went home quite late. Pack stuff, bath and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up super early and went to school. Left school at 8 am. Went over to CJC to fetch the 18 seniors and some teachers which includes the Korea Professor. There are also another 100+ of the CJC students who is going to KOREF(Kahang Organic Rice Eco Farm) for their adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then continued our journey to Kahang which is around 40km away from Kluang. The journey took only around 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we stopped halfway for a break. And I bought hell lot of tidbits. And it haven't even include the ones in my bags. I am a junk kid. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of the journey, chatting, taking pictures, snacking and sleeping away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached, we had a camp briefing and went for lunch. The canteen was surrounded by nets in order to keep insects out. But I guess the net's functions failed. And it doesn't keep cats away either. There were al spider webs under the chairs and table and above our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate the organic brown rice. It was nice. But did not managed to finish up the food tough I had already ask for a small portion. I was still feeling super full after the snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, went to pitch up our tents. Junqing, Hwee Shan, Cassandra, Margaret, Ivy, Jamie, Szu Min (I think, can't really remember) was the first to pitch up our tents, among all the 100+ people :D Cheers! But after pitching up our tents, there were many gust of strong wind and our tent's ba do not have any peg to pin the tent down. And we have to hold the tents down, bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pitching up our tents, went into our group for group discussion. I am in the soil chemistry group. Our group is like only got 5 people. 2 from CJC, 3 from AI. Sherman, Nicole, Hwee Shan, Cassandra and me. Sherman is the group leader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat and discussed about the chemicals, how to used it, read the previous batch of people's report, discussed where we want to collect sil from, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, it started raining lions and tigers. Ran in the rain with the mud splashing around to collect our barang barang which is left in the tents, out in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, I zip locked everything, except for toilet paper(!) and my sleeping bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought our barang barang into the bunks and settle down in it. Which means that for the next 3 days, we all will be sleeping in the concrete room instead of out in the fields. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we will be using a toilet with heater and in a enclose area instead of using this(i grab the picture from one of the facebook profile):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sxu2NDp5B-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/PMocwZDy6y0/s1600-h/15362_188804208779_587498779_2968065_951570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sxu2NDp5B-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/PMocwZDy6y0/s320/15362_188804208779_587498779_2968065_951570_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412119712651347938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This toilet is out in the open and bees, flies, bugs, ants are all around you. There is no privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after settling down, had some briefing from teachers, went to bath and had dinner. Brown rice again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, went over to the other girls' bunk and gossiped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, walked back to canteen(which is quite far away from the bunks) for debrief. Shared our experiences with the insects swarming around and bla bla bla. Walked back to the bunk. Went over to the boys' to have discussion again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After discussion, Hwee Sahn and Cassandra wanted to stay over to watch them play DOTA. Then they all talk in DOTA slang that I completely don't understand. And I got a feeling that I am surrounded by aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights out supposed to be 11pm but me and heww shan only went back to our bunks around 11.30 and everyone was sleeping by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and hweeshan had a had time trying to fall asleep. And when we finally finally feel like sleeping, Shahira did something that made me and hwee shan laughed like mad. Shall not say what. People's privacy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am, first to bath (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we were the last to go canteen. Cause were waiting for everybody to go together. The teachers were unhappy, ask us to wash the plates for lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some briefing, the soil chem and soil phy group set out to collect soil samples all around the farm with the Korea Professor tagging along. She super funny and sweet. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after collecting all the samples, went back to our work station and test for the important chemicals inside the soil.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard work. Shan't bore you people on the boring and tough details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test all the soils all the way up till evening, bath, dinnered, discussed with group members, de-brief, slack around, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thurs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussed and draw up a concunsion about our findings. After that, splitted up into other groups. This is then our big group. The big group need to answer the big question : Is Kahang eco-farm suitable to turn into a eco-village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After separating into our bigger groups, we went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, had water activities. Rafting and water obstacle course. I laughed like mad during rafting luh. &lt;br /&gt;Long story of why is it that funny. But it is super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then clean up and discussed in our big group. Bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then present to all the teachers, professor, etc our answer and how are we going to convert it into a eco farm, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that teacher choose two groups who will present infront of the 100+ students who came for the adventure camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after watching them present, had de-brief and went over to the boys bunk and played solitaire until 1+. &lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, light outs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went back to the girls bunk with the laptop and played solitaire until 4+. Slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, ate breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pack up. clean up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left kahang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jusco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped like mad woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;realised i lost my house keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to northpoint to shop with my two heavy backpacks, one in the front, one at the back. (brought 1 backpack there, and return with two -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw victor in northpoint, shop around in northpoint, went to eat, slack in library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 8 go home. &lt;br /&gt;waited for mum at th doorsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally can go home. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for chingay rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to yilin to bugis to eat in hawker center. nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then meet mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shop around, home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet jx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dance go ssc shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homed, ordered mac delivery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that puteri came over for some things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took two ddays to complete this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;applause &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance tomorrow. After dance got chingay costume fitting. After chingay costume fitting, meeting je to watch the storm warriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to black out &lt;br /&gt;nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S this post is completed on 8dec, 12.47am. Not 6 december. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8435243347734480516?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8435243347734480516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8435243347734480516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8435243347734480516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sxu2NDp5B-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/PMocwZDy6y0/s72-c/15362_188804208779_587498779_2968065_951570_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-6483575937630772286</id><published>2009-11-30T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:47:28.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gah.&lt;br /&gt;I am hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I eat alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember, got one night, around 11+, I go eat one piece of roti prata, one plate of spagetti, one plate of chicken chop. And still feel like eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with my stomach man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hungry now D:&lt;br /&gt;How ? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-6483575937630772286?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6483575937630772286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/gah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6483575937630772286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6483575937630772286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7907430168702934432</id><published>2009-11-29T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:44:50.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies.</title><content type='html'>Woola~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 1+am yesterday. All because I was arguing with jiaen about whether should i pull him full or half -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;Bath and went tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 12+pm all the way until 3+. Supposed to be until 4+. But teacher saw me super tired so ask me leave early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that went to optician and check what is my degrees can I purchased one pair of contacts from one blogshop. Then need to know my degrees. Hope the contacts is usable. LOL. So long never wear contacts ler luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to library to collect the book I reserved. The time traveler's wife :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Safra to meet alicia. &lt;br /&gt;She was bowling when I reached there. After awhile, jiaen came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia bowl super pro la.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and jiaen played with her name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got bored and went arcade, leaving our bags with alicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw lewis's friend, Preston there.&lt;br /&gt;He play everything so pro lor.&lt;br /&gt;My jaws dropped open when I saw him play the shooting game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then play around for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Alicia went home, leaving our bags behind -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to take our bag, go pool there see preston and his friend play pool. &lt;br /&gt;Went 7eleven buy things eat, went back pool there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back arcade again.&lt;br /&gt;Watched preston play.&lt;br /&gt;Jiaen wanted to challenge Preston the basketball. Omg.&lt;br /&gt;I am at there trying no to laugh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first jiaen act pro, he thought that he can win preston. But preston get 100+ points while jiaen only got 40+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then play around.&lt;br /&gt;Around 6+, they sent me home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings at home make me super piss off lor. &lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; people who break their promises. I &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; people who don't mean what they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to jiaen on the phone until now.&lt;br /&gt;He ran away from home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala. Nothing to blog about. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule next week is FULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon-Dance, buy camp things, buy cousin present, celebrate cousin's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Tues-Cousin's birthday, go malaysia for the science trip&lt;br /&gt;Wed-malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Thurs-malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Friday-malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Sat-Chingay parade rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;Sun-Tuition+test+test+test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye. I shall go facebook now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7907430168702934432?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7907430168702934432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7907430168702934432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7907430168702934432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/lies.html' title='Lies.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-5846408956057850198</id><published>2009-11-28T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:52:54.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially settle in this paradise of mine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really like heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy put up pictures. Or rather, lazy take pictures. Super tired ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me relax in paradies~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go study now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-5846408956057850198?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5846408956057850198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-d-i-have-officially-settle-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5846408956057850198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5846408956057850198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-d-i-have-officially-settle-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7462727809071563347</id><published>2009-11-26T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:19:39.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, by the way people, I won't be online/posting for a long time. Bye~ ong story. will say when I post next time. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7462727809071563347?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7462727809071563347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-by-way-people-i-wont-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7462727809071563347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7462727809071563347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-by-way-people-i-wont-be.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8654778067773085520</id><published>2009-11-26T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:52:30.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH BABY~</title><content type='html'>HEY PEOPLE! I AM BACK~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so high right now! Cause I finally know why. (Inside joke, only Alicia and Puteri know about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance camp rocks. Dance rocks. Dancers rocks. Everything rocks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dance camp&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach school quite early. Wanted to choreograph the dance steps. But fail to. Sat and chat around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to play some station games. We are call 'the moles'. LOL. And we are a bunch of crazy people. Especially the part when we have to make the person at the station laugh. We are the only group who managed to pass the station(i think). HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Ms viven came and start our dance practice. After practice, had lunch. Dance all the way to evening. Ate and bath. (I think so luh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 2E3's classroom to sit and chat around. Wantch Dance subaru. Oh yeah, the whole school was dark. No lights at the corridors. Crazy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried while watching Dance Subaru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching, lights out at 11.30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't intend to sleep. Stay up and chatted with yilin and yan fang. Talk about our future, our future husbands, our weddings, our kids. Yanfang wanted to name her child Jamon. Yilin want to name one Potato, one Chip. So when she call them, she will be shouting 'Potato Chip'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, yilin fall asleep. Me and yanfang went to sit in some corner and chat abou things. We talk till we both cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yan fang fell asleep around 3+. I day/night dream until 4+. Didn't really sleep. Just close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate roti prata. The first thing I say when I saw the roti pratas is 'My dream came true' . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the roti prata taste like rubber. Nevertheless, I ate 4 pcs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, suppposed to have games. But dancers are hard workers. Dance all the way till performance. Throughout, me and lisa were so stress. Had a hard time memorising the steps we choreographed. Super stress man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 4.30 ran up to innovation room for the pre-trip briefing for the kahang organic farm research. Yeah, next tues i will be going off to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 5.30, ran back to Dance studio. They were having full dress rehearsal halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chionged to change my clothes and dance. After that, change into the first item clothings, make up and get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wonderland' was wonderful. I did well, I think. &lt;br /&gt;But I screw up for our group choreo. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;As for the last item, 'Nobody' I did ok. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had buffet for dinner. Mum, aunt and my younger cousin came to support me. Ate with them. Then they go first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay behind to pack things and clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High with cynthia, yilin, lisa, mr lai. Me and Cynthia went gaga over some people. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to northpoint with cynthia then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unpack things. And I fell asleep before my head touches the pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I saturday night slept late, sunday night sleep late, monday night sleep less than 2 hr. And danced and high for two days. &lt;br /&gt;Nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wake up on time. Cause when I try to sit up, my head become super giddy. So when I sit up halfway, I will drop back down. And continue to sleep. This happens for many tine. So by the time I reach studio,they already finished cleaning up the dance studio already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that nothing much happen. &lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, zhanxing and ash came back from hongkong already. Zhanxing passed me the minnie mouse he bought for me in disneyland todyay :D (*cough cough* ash, wheres mine?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home. Pack things. Moving back to yishun this saturday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I got to go. Damn tired. Bye~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8654778067773085520?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8654778067773085520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8654778067773085520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8654778067773085520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-baby.html' title='OH BABY~'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-5088898966770572765</id><published>2009-11-22T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:44:42.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE</title><content type='html'>Yo peeps! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I danced all the way up till 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, go tuition, buy camp stuff, go home, pack, dance until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having camp tomorrow. Don't miss me yeah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance on tues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-5088898966770572765?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5088898966770572765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5088898966770572765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5088898966770572765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/bye.html' title='BYE'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7575738445960310492</id><published>2009-11-22T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T01:08:42.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SO FREAKING TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I am so freaking tired can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dance both yesterday and today. Yesterday was in school, preparing for next tues performance and next monday dance camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chingay rehearsal today. Fun, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ate so so so so many food for both yesterday and today. I am turning into a pig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just watched 2012. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with cynthia today, had fun with yilin yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 made me nearly cry, but I did not :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is tuition tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that need to shop for things for dance camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't pack yet D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still need to chreograph steps for our last part of the piece of our group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't clean up all the dance steps yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to wake up damn early tomorrow to practice and pactice and practice then go tuition then shop then pack then practice then sleep. Then go school damn early to dance dance dance and play play play. From what I've typed above, I've concluded that I am going to be a panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda + pig? What a nice combination. Sounds interesting. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, go watch some mtv to get the feel in. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, sweetheart :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note:I know this post is 'a bit' mess up and I jump here jump there and I don't seem to make any sense. But this is what you get from a person who is turning mad and tired out. Well, a rubber band can't be stretch for too long, it will break, won't it? And there all lots of things on my mind nowadays.. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7575738445960310492?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7575738445960310492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-so-freaking-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7575738445960310492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7575738445960310492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-so-freaking-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-1843602833552154536</id><published>2009-11-19T22:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:32:07.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resigned.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/holga" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o187/marcstck/Holgatreecopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Holga tree Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was CRAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADDENING! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7.30am. Estimated the tim needed for eating, bathing, etc. I figured out it was too early. So went back to sleep up till 8am. And I told myself that I should seriously wake up ler. And I lay on my bed for a while and I fell asleep. I dreamt that I am on my way to meet Jia En and Alicia already. -.- And in the end I woke up at 8.40. I rushed like mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I was 10 mins late in meeting them. Gosh, sorry man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then rushed to the place there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the product training. Learnt about the product and learn how to promote it, bla bla. It turn out to be quite fun. From 10-2+&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I cannot make it for dance. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so guilty about it. Sigh. Will make it up tomorrow, I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we left, it was raining cats and dogs. &lt;br /&gt;Then we play in the rain while walking to the bus stop. Splash puddles at one another. Or rather, Jia En and Alicia splash at me -.- Got ourselves all wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to North Point der foodcourt. Jia En and I ate Japanese food while Alicia ate Korean. And while eating, Jia En was playing with his food. Mixing this and that together. And since I was sitting in front of him, I can see how the sauce, the chicken, the rice mix together, place in his mouth and so on. I almost puke. Alicia was quiet throughout while I keep have weird expression when I saw weird people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, went to Cold Storage and shop. Alicia and Jia En bought sweets and chocolates. I didn't buy anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to take the shutter bus to SSC. Throughout the journey, me and Jia En finished the sweets and chocolates he bought + the chocolates that was in my bag. I am going to get diabetes soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go SSC shop at Diaso. At first jiaen and I went crazy. Start hitting one another on the head with some wrapping paper that is rolled up. Then Alicia joined jiaen and whenever they see buckets, pail or basket, they wll put in on my head. We go mad at Daiso sia. Whatever we see, we will hit on one another. When they saw a chain, they tie it around me and say I am a dog. -.- The two of them are mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then jiaen bought a puzzle and a photo frame to give it to our tuition teacher. And alicia bought a gift bag. Then went to splash park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I did there was kena tricked by jiaen. He trick me go sit on the don't know what. He say he will sit with me but in the end he turn me round and round. It was worse than a roller coaster ride. I was on the verge of tears. And I nearly vomited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to sit on the 'pole dance' thing. Kena pushed all the way up again. I nearly vomit on jiaen's head. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that sat on the thingy again. This time with jiaen. And we were position in such a way that if i vomit, jiaen's face will kena. How I wish I had vomited then -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to play in the water park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, or rather I, scream like mad woman giving labour. They keep pouring me water, or pushing me to the place with most water. Played like mad. Screamed like mad. Had fun like mad. Had lots of fun luh. Though I keep kena bully by them. In the end, me and Alicia teamed up and bully jiaen. Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad people. We were super wet in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left around 6+. Then we decided to go arcade. We were all dripping wet. Eveywhere we go, there is water on the floor. Me and jiaen played the ufo machine. Tried to catch the carebear but fail D: got a few sweets in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then play basketball. Alicia super pro man. Me and jiaen play together can't even beat Alicia. *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole arcade floor was wet lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while walking to the entrance, our pants is like dripping water. Like we peeing like that. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then alicia walk home as her house is near. Then jiaen and I took the shutter bus and go back to yishun. Part at interchange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now I still have the urge to go vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home quite late, (on even on the way home, my pants are still dripping -.-) jiaen kena scolded. Alicia the luckiest. But everything was worth the fun la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is Dance tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;After that meeting Mr Lai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Alicia, you know what bus can go India?" says jiaen&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-1843602833552154536?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1843602833552154536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/resigned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1843602833552154536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1843602833552154536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/resigned.html' title='Resigned.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-1019006534132419479</id><published>2009-11-18T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:44:27.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/holding%20hands" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i718.photobucket.com/albums/ww185/hco_1922/Bellefriends.jpg" border="0" alt="holding hands Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was ultra tiring but fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school to see result. Get into 3E5 :D get all the subjects I wanted (: Awesome. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to the interview place with Alicia. We were idiots. We both cross the overhead bridge to wait for 965 for more than 15 mins. Then reach northpoint. Missed the bus 169 by seconds. Then finally after a long period of time, we took 169. Alight at the third bus stop and realised that the place for the interview was just right beside, well, near la, our school. It is within a walking distance. -.- Waste our time for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then found the building ad went up to fourth floor. Many many many people there. Wrote down our particulars and wait wait wait. Jia En joined us soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like memorising the details of the shoes(we interviewing for the shoe sale promoter) like mad. And me and Alicia keep debating over small matters. And we were all feeling damn nervous. It was scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one by one everybody went. Left with the three of us. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end everything was not as scary as I thought it would be as all of us go together. And me and Alicia end up 'debating' again in front of the person interviewing us, treating her like invisible. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview, rushed to northpoint and buy mac to bring back to school eat. And on the way, a bug fly past me. I conveniently swept a bug to Alicia. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the way bus back to school, the bug seem to appear out of nowhere. It crawled from Alicia's body to my body. And I screamed and screamed and screamed like mad. Lucky the bus not many people, other than the three of us, still have two aunties I think. And the aunty keep turning around(as said by them) to look at me. The two of them damn paiseh la. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jia En rushed to his npcc and me and alicia ate ler and I rushed to Dance. Alicia waited for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Dance, continue eating the mac I ate halfway. Went to the garden to help Alicia water the plants. But in the end it rained. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to sit in some corner. Gossiped with Alicia, Xinpeng, Thian Soon and Timothy. It was super ultra fun fun fun la! And I learnt alot of things. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I kept saying 'all guys are bastards/all guys are jerks' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seriously are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after that went to northpoint to sop with alicia for her gift box and one more present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since the person she shop for present for like someone she keep calling monkey, I helped Alicia choose a monkey handphone pouch, a plastic bag(to wrap the pouch) that have monkey prints on it and a gift bag that is monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was acting her reaction out. First when she saw it, she will go 'wow, monkey'. When she look inside, she will see the plastic bag, 'Omg, monkey!' Lastly when she saw the pouch, 'WTH, MONKEY AGAIN?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After went to popular to shop around for cards but in the end bough nothing. Saw Jolene there. Then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-1019006534132419479?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1019006534132419479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/unbelievable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1019006534132419479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1019006534132419479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/unbelievable.html' title='Unbelievable.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-657288876089917987</id><published>2009-11-17T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:57:16.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope?</title><content type='html'>There is a meteor tonight. 1pm. I want to go make a wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-657288876089917987?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/657288876089917987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/there-is-meteor-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/657288876089917987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/657288876089917987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/there-is-meteor-tonight.html' title='hope?'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4836825807908675937</id><published>2009-11-17T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:16:52.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>想一个人闪着泪光是一种幸福</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://novuslife.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/balloon3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 350px;" src="http://novuslife.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/balloon3.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow collecting streaming result. *finger cross*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4836825807908675937?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4836825807908675937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4836825807908675937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4836825807908675937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='想一个人闪着泪光是一种幸福'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-3929564024366364355</id><published>2009-11-17T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:18:38.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just let me be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I felt like a fool. What must I do? What is the right choice? Is there even a right choice? No mater what I choose, I will be a fool in one way or another. But even if I don't choose, I will be a fool.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SwKE9QlP3pI/AAAAAAAAAiI/tmNmF4BNm7I/s1600/9913258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SwKE9QlP3pI/AAAAAAAAAiI/tmNmF4BNm7I/s320/9913258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405028690756099730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of today: &lt;br /&gt;-Worked at raffles. The boss was super nice. Or rather, super no brain. Had to go to his office tower here and take more flyers to give out after finish distributing. Wasted time to walk from MRT station to his office tower. Then after that ask me go Lao Ba Sha there. Wasted time to walk there. But there nobody one. Everyone was sitig down eating. It would be rude to disturb them. So walk back to MRT there. Waste time again. For the 3hrs I am working, I seem to only work for 1 and half hour only. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to yishun to look for cynthia, sydney, zhan xing, ash, boon kiat, michael, israfael at KFC. Discussed about the class chalet. I WANT WATCH SUNRISE LUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After discussing, went to yishun safra to play pool and bowling while michael went home. And as usual, me and cynthia was playing with the $1 coin machine. And we got many high score :D got, first in nation, third in nation and many many. Hahah. And we gave our class email for competition LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Played bowling after that while zhan xing and ash went home. I had super ultra nice score :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Home spicy home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3929564024366364355?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3929564024366364355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-let-me-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3929564024366364355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3929564024366364355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-let-me-be.html' title='Just let me be.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SwKE9QlP3pI/AAAAAAAAAiI/tmNmF4BNm7I/s72-c/9913258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-1549522172488923575</id><published>2009-11-16T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:33:10.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just go away. away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Sigh, how I wish I can go far far away and never ever come back again.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'e got nothing to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am disgusted by some people? Yeah, I am. &lt;br /&gt;But disgusted? I don't think thats the right word.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand how people can be so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had awesome hell lot of fun despite the ache I felt in my heart everytime I laugh out loud or try to be happy. It seems wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance camp next mon and tues. Tues got performance. :D Anybody want come? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invited Puteri and Alicia. &lt;br /&gt;But Alicia have tuition. And that left with Puteri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD. I AM ANGRY NOW. SHALL STOP HERE. I DON'T KNOW SUCH PERSON EXIST IN THIS WORLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-1549522172488923575?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1549522172488923575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-go-away-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1549522172488923575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1549522172488923575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-go-away-away.html' title='Just go away. &lt;u&gt;away!&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8888582787320346796</id><published>2009-11-15T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:15:30.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotten.</title><content type='html'>I am on the verge of crying tears of boredom. There is nothing for me to do except to rot, rot and rot. I thought this holiday will be a busy one. Oh yes, it is busy. But it is not busy to the extend that I can't breathe. Oh how I wish I am so busy that I can't breathe. It will be so so so much better than breathing in the same rotten scent everyday produced by my body. Yes, I am rotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, ignore me. I am going bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mentioned that I've watched 'A walk to remember' and 'P.S I love you'? Amazingly, I did not cry after watching 'A walk to remember'. Instead, I felt blissful, jubilant. It is the first time I didn't cry after watching romance movie. *Applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for 'P.S I love you', I cried like mad though it have sort of happy ending. And I still can't figure out how to move on after your husband who is also you best friend and soulmate die. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I prefer the novel of 'P.S I love you' instead of the movie. The movie change alot of the storyline. And I don't like it one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. WAIT. SOMETHING IS AMISS. &lt;br /&gt;back. GOD. ONE OF MY FAMILY MEMBER WENT MISSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chey, he just went out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I am really bored. And everyone is ignoring me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. I shall continue reading my storybook then. Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8888582787320346796?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8888582787320346796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/rotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8888582787320346796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8888582787320346796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/rotten.html' title='Rotten.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4522387004844307445</id><published>2009-11-12T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:47:51.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasn't it written all over my face?</title><content type='html'>Yo peeps! I am back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Never underestimate the pain of a person because the truth is everyone is struggling. It's just some people hide it better than others.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Today is just rotting day. Rot at home all day. Nothing to do. Ask my cousins to go White Sands to shop with me. But nobody wants to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finished reading p.s I love you and watch the movie. I think i still suffering from the after effects. Got a serious case of mood swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;♥Went to dance, right? &lt;br /&gt;♥Then went to collect salary with yilin and jia xuan&lt;br /&gt;♥Then ate KFC&lt;br /&gt;♥Went macdonalds for interview. But they say they do not want students now. &lt;br /&gt;♥Super tired, home.&lt;br /&gt;♥Slept at 3am in the end -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tues&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Went to raffles &lt;br /&gt;♥Stood there from 12-8pm giving out flyers with alicia.&lt;br /&gt;♥And I was wearing a wrong shoe which will bite into my leg every time i move a mm.&lt;br /&gt;♥After work went to look for macdonalds with alicia.&lt;br /&gt;♥Walk all the way to Clarke Quay's mac.&lt;br /&gt;♥Wanted to interview. &lt;br /&gt;♥But we were super hungry(never eat for the whole, entire day)&lt;br /&gt;♥After debating for very very very long time, alicia bought a burger, and i said lets go. &lt;br /&gt;♥You should see her face. Yeah, i ended up not having mac despite the temptations.&lt;br /&gt;♥Went to look for my mum at city hall.&lt;br /&gt;♥She insisted on following us, as she thought i was with a guy.&lt;br /&gt;♥Went to amk to collect our pay(with my mum)&lt;br /&gt;♥Home.&lt;br /&gt;♥Had an super enormous dinner+lunch+breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Didn't went for dance&lt;br /&gt;♥Not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;♥Woke up at 12+&lt;br /&gt;♥Order Mac delivery, was thinking about it the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;♥Rot at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a super hurting dream. At first it was so sweet, so wonderful. But in the end, ouch. It was really ouch. I had to wake myself up from my sleep so that the hurt cannot be continue. And when I woke up, my heart hurts like hell. I woke up at 6am+. And I had a hard time going back to dreamland. Sigh, I guess I am just running away from the inevitable. It will happen sooner or later. It is just a matter of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't let myself think too much. I guess my mind really loves to wander to far far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4522387004844307445?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4522387004844307445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/wasnt-it-written-all-over-my-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4522387004844307445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4522387004844307445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/wasnt-it-written-all-over-my-face.html' title='Wasn&apos;t it written all over my face?'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-5982987433538431999</id><published>2009-11-09T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:23:26.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishful thinking.</title><content type='html'>Hey! :D I am finally back after so long. &lt;br /&gt;Well, at least to me, it is long. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Been super busy nowadays. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Woke up super duper early to travel back to sg from malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;♥Slept for the whole day when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tues&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Went for dance to help out those who are performing in Orchard hotel.&lt;br /&gt;♥Put make up on them :D&lt;br /&gt;♥Went to buy 20+ packets of chicken rice for them with Qingwen. It was fun getting confused by the add this, add that, roasted chicken, white chicken.&lt;br /&gt;♥After lunch, travel to Orchard Hotel&lt;br /&gt;♥Had lots of fun there, though we abit 'sua ku' cause there very high class. haha&lt;br /&gt;♥Yilin, Qingwen, Jiahui and I went crazy inside the holding room while the others went out to perform. We danced like mad women :D&lt;br /&gt;♥After everything, went to far east plaza with yilin and cynthia. Window shopped. It was super duper fun. I love all the(well, maybe not all.) things there can?&lt;br /&gt;♥Then sent cynthia and yilin home and went to toa payoh to look for my grandfather. He left one year of live span.&lt;br /&gt;♥Then went to sengkang with him to look for my grandmother. She living there with my uncle as he got a maid and she just operate her knee so got maid better.&lt;br /&gt;♥Ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;♥Home at around 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w680.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/b5800785.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/?action=view&amp;current=b5800785.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Went for dance again.&lt;br /&gt;♥After dance, went to jx's house. &lt;br /&gt;♥Look for the person who intro me the workshop job.&lt;br /&gt;♥Ate mac with jx. :D&lt;br /&gt;♥Go give out flyers.&lt;br /&gt;♥Zhanxing came and helped me. &lt;br /&gt;♥After work, went to SSC with Qing Yao and Jian Ping (both i know from work)&lt;br /&gt;♥Played arcade.&lt;br /&gt;♥Nearly caught a carebear at the machine &lt;br /&gt;♥But at the second before i got it, it drop again. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;♥Homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thurs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Went to arcade with them again.&lt;br /&gt;♥Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Had the science project meeting. From 10-12pm.&lt;br /&gt;♥Went to yishun safra to look for my beloved class. :D&lt;br /&gt;♥Played arcade and pool&lt;br /&gt;♥Went to northpoint to eat lunch. The boys tok bus there. While cynthia, fatin and I ran to northpoint to safra(it was fun ok?) and the rest of the girls walked to northpoint.&lt;br /&gt;♥Ate bbq chicken, victor's treat.&lt;br /&gt;♥Went back to safra again.&lt;br /&gt;♥Wanted to bowl. But was full. So play pool and the $1 machine. The photohunt. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;♥Then went to yishun park(after much of my classmate's persuasion.&lt;br /&gt;♥Played ice and water(once again) like mad.&lt;br /&gt;♥Home around 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w680.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/535d9e78.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s680.photobucket.com/albums/vv169/esther123456/?action=view&amp;current=535d9e78.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Went tuition &lt;br /&gt;♥After tuition, went library to wait for my mum and aunt and cousin for like 1 hour ++&lt;br /&gt;♥Went to look at furniture at chong pang&lt;br /&gt;Some unhappy things happened. Super piss off. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;♥Home very late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Went to work at cck with Jiaen&lt;br /&gt;♥Flyers distributing, door to door.&lt;br /&gt;♥Super tiring, but lucky jiaen was there to help me out, if not I can die.&lt;br /&gt;♥In the end, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;♥After work, went to Lot 1 and buy things to eat. &lt;br /&gt;♥Ate alot, old chang kee, cup noodles, a cup of 100 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SvbrRUlarzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/PUiMf6sRUJ4/s1600-h/DSC00534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SvbrRUlarzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/PUiMf6sRUJ4/s320/DSC00534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401763485893439282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥After eating, went back yishun. &lt;br /&gt;♥Saw hunquan.&lt;br /&gt;♥And both Jiaen and Hunquan was super lame. lol.&lt;br /&gt;♥Walked back home. Went to my new house while the two of them went home.&lt;br /&gt;♥Had lots of fun with them la! :D&lt;br /&gt;♥Went back to pasir ris and buy furniture. Some unhappy things happened again. Seriously, I hate her. &lt;br /&gt;♥Home at around 10+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so so so tired. This post took my so many hours to write. Now is alrd 12.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow have dance at 9am. All the way up till 1pm. Then go mac interview with jiaxuan. zhanxing back out. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata, I am off to dreamland. Damn tired. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-5982987433538431999?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5982987433538431999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/wishful-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5982987433538431999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5982987433538431999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/wishful-thinking.html' title='Wishful thinking.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SvbrRUlarzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/PUiMf6sRUJ4/s72-c/DSC00534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-1091481938267577484</id><published>2009-11-02T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:56:10.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to watch this movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefilmchair.com/images/tfc/paranormal-activity-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 371px;" src="http://www.thefilmchair.com/images/tfc/paranormal-activity-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSSqxrh5kp8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSSqxrh5kp8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Katie and Micah were enjoying a happy and carefree existence. Their future looked promising until bizarre events begin to occur at night. In order to get to the bottom of things, Katie and Micah purchase a video camera to find out what happens at night while they slept. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds super interesting. :D I want watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012_movie_poster2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 505px;" src="http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2012_movie_poster2a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz86TsGx3fc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz86TsGx3fc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Never before has a date in history been so significant to so many cultures, so many religions, scientists, and governments. A global cataclysm brings an end to the world and tells of the heroic struggle of the survivors. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailer is so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If possible, I want to watch this too: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daemonsmovies.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/love-happens_poster-337x500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.daemonsmovies.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/love-happens_poster-337x500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OF COURSE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs43/f/2009/057/8/7/New_Moon_Movie_Posters_by_twlt4hcore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 413px; height: 550px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs43/f/2009/057/8/7/New_Moon_Movie_Posters_by_twlt4hcore.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is so hard to answer, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-1091481938267577484?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1091481938267577484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-to-watch-this-movie-katie-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1091481938267577484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1091481938267577484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-to-watch-this-movie-katie-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-2555385330229243871</id><published>2009-11-01T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T15:09:10.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The problem is, it is not as if I have to choose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-2555385330229243871?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2555385330229243871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/problem-is-it-is-not-as-if-i-have-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2555385330229243871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2555385330229243871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/problem-is-it-is-not-as-if-i-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-3282222907599802973</id><published>2009-10-31T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:51:18.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever and always.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;There's some things we don't talk about &lt;br /&gt;Rather do without&lt;br /&gt;And just hold the smile&lt;br /&gt;Falling in and out of love&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed and proud of&lt;br /&gt;Together all the while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never say never&lt;br /&gt;Why we dont know when&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again&lt;br /&gt;Younger now than we were before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, our class kept singing this song again and again. This has become our class song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class totally rocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, going to go malaysia soon. Will be back on Monday night. Don't miss me yeah? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont let me go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3282222907599802973?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3282222907599802973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/forever-and-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3282222907599802973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3282222907599802973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/forever-and-always.html' title='Forever and always.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-2580735387165908537</id><published>2009-10-30T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:37:18.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distractions.</title><content type='html'>I super busy nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow having chingay rehearsal and I am going to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Sun- malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Mon- malaysia&lt;br /&gt;tues- dance&lt;br /&gt;wed- no sure&lt;br /&gt;thurs- pool + bowling with 2E3&lt;br /&gt;fri- not sure&lt;br /&gt;sat- tuition&lt;br /&gt;sun- not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 'not sure' one I am most probably working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've got tons of thing to do. The Kahang Farm Research, for example. I am the group leader and I have many hings to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are many things to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall shut up now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-2580735387165908537?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2580735387165908537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/distractions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2580735387165908537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/2580735387165908537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/distractions.html' title='Distractions.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-1936396679399518314</id><published>2009-10-30T20:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:15:10.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is goodbye;</title><content type='html'>OMG, EVERYBODY IS TRYING TO MAKE ME CRY BY SENDING ME MESSAGING AND SAYING SWEET THINGS ON FACEBOOK AND MSN TO ME. GOSH. I LOVE 2E3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THEM, THEY ROCKS, THEY RULES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY ROCKS TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After PTM, went for dance for a meeting. But ended up, me yilin, jia hui and qing wen and putting make up on each other. Ms Chew teaching us how to put stage make up for next tues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were such a sight! And while putting makeup halfway, Puteri came and look for me. I must have scared her when I open the door. LOL I am a hideous sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dance(we got remove the makeup), went back to class. Start a crying session. Hug everone in class. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to northpoint with a buch of e3 peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur-_q6bacI/AAAAAAAAAhw/pB2-ZRJgkUw/s1600-h/IMG_2175%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur-_q6bacI/AAAAAAAAAhw/pB2-ZRJgkUw/s320/IMG_2175%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398407473161529794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SusCTW0iJdI/AAAAAAAAAh4/nNcu2gp1GBw/s1600-h/IMG_2176%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SusCTW0iJdI/AAAAAAAAAh4/nNcu2gp1GBw/s320/IMG_2176%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398411109900363218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur5UR77P9I/AAAAAAAAAgo/rEQUuLmfKr0/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur5UR77P9I/AAAAAAAAAgo/rEQUuLmfKr0/s320/DSC00500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398401230164410322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rocks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to eat burger king while Ash go back for his scout's meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur6_eLZHII/AAAAAAAAAgw/BGBcOYHnvms/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur6_eLZHII/AAAAAAAAAgw/BGBcOYHnvms/s320/DSC00501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398403071696510082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all of us went to the near the block 900+ there der park and play like mad&lt;br /&gt;Played ice and water and many things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur7Zfzkd-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/NAfsI7-djmc/s1600-h/DSC00503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur7Zfzkd-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/NAfsI7-djmc/s320/DSC00503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398403518810060770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur7Z77q12I/AAAAAAAAAhA/QPEt-kTg0Zg/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur7Z77q12I/AAAAAAAAAhA/QPEt-kTg0Zg/s320/DSC00504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398403526360225634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur75ADUJaI/AAAAAAAAAhI/3q9Utfcki4U/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur75ADUJaI/AAAAAAAAAhI/3q9Utfcki4U/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398404060041979298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur8Ej0wBVI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/hRjEKKCYDjc/s1600-h/DSC00506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur8Ej0wBVI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/hRjEKKCYDjc/s320/DSC00506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398404258623128914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur8OKV85yI/AAAAAAAAAhY/koIJS9s_shs/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur8OKV85yI/AAAAAAAAAhY/koIJS9s_shs/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398404423581755170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play until halfway, ash and zhan xing came and join us. Play ice and water until we are like super tired. Then sat down and played truth or dare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as the sky get darker and darker, we went inside a hut and played monkey. Fun la! &lt;br /&gt;Then one by one, people starts leaving. And the crying ang hugging starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it starts to rain cats and dogs. We were soak trying to get under a block although we have umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur89oxiVbI/AAAAAAAAAhg/jxnOU8LPuzo/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur89oxiVbI/AAAAAAAAAhg/jxnOU8LPuzo/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398405239204369842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur9K4rDrGI/AAAAAAAAAho/eDaZG9d9Eag/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur9K4rDrGI/AAAAAAAAAho/eDaZG9d9Eag/s320/DSC00509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398405466810461282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the remaining of us went north point and parted. The crying and hugging session starts all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Thats all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S thanks for all the cards, chocolates, biscuits, messages, etc. I love it! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-1936396679399518314?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1936396679399518314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-this-is-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1936396679399518314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1936396679399518314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-this-is-goodbye.html' title='So this is goodbye;'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/Sur-_q6bacI/AAAAAAAAAhw/pB2-ZRJgkUw/s72-c/IMG_2175%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-9171071993766960513</id><published>2009-10-29T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:53:42.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it.</title><content type='html'>Today was fun. Really really fun. It was great, awesome, perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school had the Kahang Farm meeting. So got to leave class earlier than the rest. I messaged people to wait for me, but none did. &lt;br /&gt;But I did managed to took some pictures before I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting, went to look for jx, yl and cynthia. We like zi high and keep taking pictures in the canteens with our classmates. Then went volleyball court pla volleyball as a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went Haqiz's house to visit him. He cut his arm yesterday and had 20+ stiches.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun at his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch Final Destination 4. And all of us was like screaming/ shouting. Gross man. &lt;br /&gt;After that atch scary movie until halfway then went home. Tomorrow then continue watching (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then otw home, I feel like eating roti prata. Some of them accompany me go eat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pictures speaks a thousand words, so yeah, all of my pictures are uploaded on facebook. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go there see bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now, go many things need to be done. Kahang Farm Research got many thins that needs me to do. Sigh. Facebook also busying uploading photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE 2E3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-9171071993766960513?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9171071993766960513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/9171071993766960513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/9171071993766960513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it.html' title='This is it.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-6926828698996314254</id><published>2009-10-29T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:47:23.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God, finally the tears I have been holding back throughout today flow out. Just read Brandon's blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. He copied my idea. I also wanted to write a post for people. Haha. But he rocks. I love him. I love everyone in 2E3. Every single one. I love them with all of my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the note that he wrote to me: my wonderful daughter (: i'm so happy to see you growing up so well :D it seems that you're going to have to walk on your own two feet next year onwards! LOL. you've always been a listening ear and you've always been so NICEEEEE (: thanks for EVERYTHING, big and small (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This note made me realised that I cannot rely on anybody anymore. We are all going ur own ways. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, thanks for the super sweet letter yilin, jiaxuan and arika gave me! I appreciate them alot. Thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of this, I slept at 3am yesterday due to doing the present. And I woke up at 5am today to pack everything up. But it all ended up slightly bend when I reach school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it is tiring but worth it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them. Every single one of them, Ash, Arika, Brandon, Dickson, Tian Jie, Victor, Cynthia, Fakhruz, Chong Soon, Hui Ying(haha), Kelvin, Brian, Wan Yun, Xiu Ting, Sydney, Jia Qing, Pei Xian, Zhan Xing, Dan Feng, Xinpeng, Lynelle, Afiq, Michael, Israfael, Alin, Haziq, Suhaila, Wee Seng, Yan Fang, Eng Beng, Shekinah, Fatin, Sumit(there, I finally spelled it correctly), Jun Jiu, Tay Min, Chuan Zhi, Jia Xuan, Boon Kiat, Yi Lin, Zahidah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them. 2E3 rocks forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-6926828698996314254?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6926828698996314254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-finally-tears-i-have-been-holding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6926828698996314254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6926828698996314254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-finally-tears-i-have-been-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-9090019861660895430</id><published>2009-10-28T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:46:31.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's haunting.</title><content type='html'>I did something that hurts alot just now.&lt;br /&gt;Change that particular something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It is time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-9090019861660895430?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9090019861660895430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-did-something-that-hurts-alot-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/9090019861660895430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/9090019861660895430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-did-something-that-hurts-alot-just.html' title='It&apos;s haunting.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-6868541514244314358</id><published>2009-10-28T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:01:10.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry,</title><content type='html'>Today was super sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all the girls in class cried after school today.&lt;br /&gt;Even Lynelle cried. &lt;br /&gt;Ms Sor cried too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just too sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow then write somemore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to make present for my lovely classmates. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-6868541514244314358?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6868541514244314358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6868541514244314358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6868541514244314358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry_28.html' title='Sorry,'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-5345788922804346212</id><published>2009-10-27T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:54:24.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life still rocks, I love life.</title><content type='html'>Yilin's blog is sadder than mine now. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We 同命 one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up babe! It is like what Mr Lai said, find something to distract yourself. You found someone to distract yourself ler right? :D&lt;br /&gt;Jia you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all my wonderful friends. Love them with all of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Don't miss the chances life is giving you to spend with the people you love... Remember that in this life, there are no rewinds." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-5345788922804346212?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5345788922804346212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-still-rocks-i-love-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5345788922804346212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/5345788922804346212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-still-rocks-i-love-life.html' title='Life still rocks, I love life.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-1752781766356802550</id><published>2009-10-27T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:40:49.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIFE IS SO SO GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;LIFE ROCKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-1752781766356802550?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1752781766356802550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-so-so-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1752781766356802550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/1752781766356802550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-so-so-great.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7757763169073068214</id><published>2009-10-27T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:45:17.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just when I decided that I am going to be fine again, everything crashed down once again. My heart had enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7757763169073068214?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7757763169073068214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-when-i-decided-that-i-am-going-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7757763169073068214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7757763169073068214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-when-i-decided-that-i-am-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7315878089688258107</id><published>2009-10-27T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:19:27.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance is bliss</title><content type='html'>I fell asleep while doing what I was supposed to do. (The reason why I wrote 'what I was supposed to do' instead of writing what I was supposed to do is I'd forgotten what I was supposed to do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, slept att the way until 7+. And I feel so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got many things to say. But I can't remember what I was about to say. Forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7315878089688258107?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7315878089688258107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/ignorance-is-bliss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7315878089688258107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7315878089688258107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/ignorance-is-bliss.html' title='Ignorance is bliss'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-4533992936159367219</id><published>2009-10-27T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:59:51.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Leaving someone behind means you only want the best for her/him, even if it means swallowing the sad reality that, the best just isn't you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boon Kiat is fun to chat with. He is now trying every mean to get me become into not so emo. Haha. And he seems to like trying his hardest. All I need to do is to reply him with a 'haiz' and there he goes again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like one line that boon kiat said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I shall not share it. But he is right LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We can't gain if we can't let go. There's no love without tears, there's no happiness without sacrifice, and there's no forever without goodbyes..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know nowadays I am putting on a lot of love quotes. I love facebook love quotes man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-4533992936159367219?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4533992936159367219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/leaving-someone-behind-means-you-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4533992936159367219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/4533992936159367219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/leaving-someone-behind-means-you-only.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-254890508888339737</id><published>2009-10-27T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:55:34.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"When you've found a reason to walk away, never look back... Just keep walking. It's better to get lost moving on than to get stuck and stranded broken." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, pardon me for my previous posts. I was very angry about something. But I am fine now, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened, well or should I say nothing happy happen? LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Well, of course there is. But me and yilin was super duper emo throughout the whole day, with a little tears and there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity jiaxuan man, she had to deal with two tearful lady at one go. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should listen to xinpeng (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to post about. Not an eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go and continue writing my 'story'. Hahahah. And no, you did not see things. The line is right. I did not spell wrongly or what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, I shall continue my job hunting mission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-254890508888339737?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/254890508888339737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/hah-pardon-me-for-my-previous-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/254890508888339737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/254890508888339737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/hah-pardon-me-for-my-previous-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-3382229038672338797</id><published>2009-10-26T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:24:58.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"In a sentence of love, oftentimes you have to put a period on something that has to end and not just settle on a comma. In time, you will realize that it's nicer to see a complete sentence rather than a phrase that's completely hanging and doesn't even make any sense."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3382229038672338797?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3382229038672338797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-sentence-of-love-oftentimes-you-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3382229038672338797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3382229038672338797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-sentence-of-love-oftentimes-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7048736581774903250</id><published>2009-10-26T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:35:24.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IDIOT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7048736581774903250?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7048736581774903250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/idiot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7048736581774903250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7048736581774903250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8209438601399196625</id><published>2009-10-26T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:35:14.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>王八蛋，臭鸡蛋，乌龟蛋，荷包蛋，煎鸡蛋，etc etc etc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8209438601399196625?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8209438601399196625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/etc-etc-etc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8209438601399196625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8209438601399196625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/etc-etc-etc.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8903891615269537503</id><published>2009-10-26T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:32:58.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't understand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asshole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8903891615269537503?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8903891615269537503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-understand-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8903891615269537503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8903891615269537503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-understand-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8729620455792949316</id><published>2009-10-26T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:32:00.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am starting to despise you. You idiot. &lt;br /&gt;I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you can dissappear into thin air and get out of my life forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8729620455792949316?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8729620455792949316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-starting-to-despise-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8729620455792949316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8729620455792949316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-starting-to-despise-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8072194483045506946</id><published>2009-10-26T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:57:32.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate you. Sucker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8072194483045506946?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8072194483045506946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8072194483045506946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8072194483045506946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-3141904171151356941</id><published>2009-10-26T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:48:41.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time does fly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;“Time is priceless, but it’s free. You can’t own it, you can use it. You can spend it. But you can’t keep it. Once you’ve lost it you can never get it back.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do, bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really really really really really really really erally really really flies man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“And who are you supposed to be?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-3141904171151356941?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3141904171151356941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-does-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3141904171151356941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/3141904171151356941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-does-fly.html' title='Time does fly.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-7836894011295799585</id><published>2009-10-26T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:41:15.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Sometimes, you have to accept the fact that some people are going to stay in your heart forever... even if you are gone in theirs."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SuWY1-kOU1I/AAAAAAAAAgg/34OxZh0KQhU/s1600-h/alive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SuWY1-kOU1I/AAAAAAAAAgg/34OxZh0KQhU/s320/alive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396887781568828242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was wondeful. :D&lt;br /&gt;Life is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are somethings that made me super pissed off this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5am this morning. Wanted to start my day happily. So went out of the house early, took the earlier bus, listened to high songs. BUT when the bus reach this particular bend, there is a cab which turned earlier than us and knock down a cyclist. So the bus was stuck behind the cab. must wait for the ambulance and police to come, bla bla. And the worse thing is, there is another way for te bus to turn and almost all the passenger in the bus ask him to turn that way but he refused. And I only reached yishun at 7.16am. Gah. Took cab to school but ended up late. I am so damn angry with the bus driver. Planning to write a letter of complain to his company. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my beloved yilin is late too. Because she dreamt that she came to school already. Hahah. So whenever a bad thing happen to her today, me and jiaxuan will say: you are dreaming. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class with yilin. Then we no place to sit, and we have to sit at the back of the classroom at the benches there. Super funny. Did some survey then went to General Office there to wait for the bus to go science centre. From 8+ wait all the way until 9+. And yanfang, yilin and jiaxuan was like bullying me all the way. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sat with yanfang on the bus. Yanfang fall asleep and I woke her up to see something. Hahaha. Inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went super high at the science center. Then was scared by something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the yoghurt making was like. LOL. I don't know how to explain. Even Ms Sor don't know what the person was talking about. And I did not make any yoghurt. The yoghurt appear in front of me by itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Then around 11+ suppose to go home. But the bus haven't come. So slack around. Went high again. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then fell asleep on the way back to school. I was texting and sleeping at the same time. I don't know how I do it but somehow, I manage to sleep through the texting and text through the sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to school and me and yilin chionged our latecomer pledge. We are like drawing like that. Very artistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that the two of them went to northpoint while I went to collect my salary. Then meet then at northpoint and went mac to eat. Talk about many things. Laughed alot. Had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sleep all the way until 7pm. Super tired. Slept at 3+ yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this post is getting boringer and boringer. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To say “no” is painful, but much better than a “yes” that brings regrets.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7836894011295799585?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7836894011295799585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7836894011295799585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7836894011295799585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-rocks.html' title='LIFE ROCKS!'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2etx2fc7yQ/SuWY1-kOU1I/AAAAAAAAAgg/34OxZh0KQhU/s72-c/alive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056711022985374138.post-7298207049907037448</id><published>2009-10-25T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:44:12.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said that life would be fair, or that the moments you wanted to last forever would. As you start to realize, people who once said that they cared can stop in an instant and those people who once made you the happiest, are now the ones who make you cry. You realize that no matter how much you care about someone, it doesn’t mean they will care about you. Letting go of something isn’t hard, it’s what you leave behind that’s the hard part. You realize that kisses don’t always mean something and promises can be broken, just as quickly as they are made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to do. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love dancing. &lt;br /&gt;Been dancing all afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;And now, every part of my body is hurting. &lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a super duper bad news from yanfang. I think I am going to faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Do you know how confusing you are? You’re the most confusing person in the world.Sometimes you confuse me so much I get confused about why I’m still so crazy about you.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-7298207049907037448?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7298207049907037448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-one-ever-said-that-life-would-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7298207049907037448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/7298207049907037448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-one-ever-said-that-life-would-be.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-234603866551641883</id><published>2009-10-25T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:16:47.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video made me laughed my ass off. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Super funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-234603866551641883?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/234603866551641883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-video-made-me-laughed-my-ass-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/234603866551641883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/234603866551641883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-video-made-me-laughed-my-ass-off.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8518571326142801760</id><published>2009-10-25T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:09:14.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dyana asked me to do this, hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old will you be turning next year?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were in the hospital, would your number one come and see you?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Bottom of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last place you watched a movie?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Erm, Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Curry chicken :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you planning on doing after this?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Sorority life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust all of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Sadly, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it a boy or girl to call you last?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Wait, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair wavy or straight?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Wavy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you listen to music everyday?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you listen to your friends when they tell you a boy or girl is bad for you?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Hahahahaha, depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you gave your number to?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you throw up, do you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done any illegal things in the past month.&lt;br /&gt;Ans: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are home alone, do you still close the door when you shower?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a best friend that is a girl?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: DUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your music loud or at a reasonable level?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Reasonable level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you watch scary movies?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Provided that I am allowed to scream or hide my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather have roommates or live alone?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a loud person?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: HAHA, depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time last year who do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Guess? It is kinda easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the longest you have ever talked on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: 2 hours ++ with weiming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 2am?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind enough to ot ask anyone to do this. Hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8518571326142801760?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8518571326142801760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/dyana-asked-me-to-do-this-hah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8518571326142801760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8518571326142801760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/dyana-asked-me-to-do-this-hah.html' title=''/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8302899777682675</id><published>2009-10-25T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:20:40.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>是因为我太爱你</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.engrish.com//wp-content/uploads/2009/08/i-wander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 464px; height: 422px;" src="http://www.engrish.com//wp-content/uploads/2009/08/i-wander.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No matter how crazy and funny the scenes around you are, they are useless without the person you want to laugh with..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 2pm both today and yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called up many jobs, but very few answered. And those whom answered don't want 14 years old people. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to get my salary tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;For the flyers thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mission now: Job hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to science center tomorrow to make yoghurt. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to post about. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling very vexed nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;And people always ask me why your face so foul?&lt;br /&gt;I am just directly translating what people say in chinese. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of all goodbyes, the kind that which hurt the most was the one your ears never heard of, yet your heart knew it's already been said."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8302899777682675?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8302899777682675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8302899777682675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8302899777682675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_25.html' title='是因为我太爱你'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-6875169790521591418</id><published>2009-10-25T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:12:58.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.engrish.com//wp-content/uploads/2009/10/tomato-fried-the-egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://www.engrish.com//wp-content/uploads/2009/10/tomato-fried-the-egg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is spoiled, yesterday. Whenever I tried to slide it, the screen will turn blank or blur. But it works fine after i switch it off or slide it gently. I got to buy a new phone before it totally black out and I cannot see..ya, you know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.o-cellphones.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Sony-Ericsson-Satio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 486px;" src="http://www.o-cellphones.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Sony-Ericsson-Satio.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson Satio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moshax.com/download/mobile/images/1243600920mob_pic1sony-ericsson-aino-combo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 412px; height: 475px;" src="http://moshax.com/download/mobile/images/1243600920mob_pic1sony-ericsson-aino-combo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson Anio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are touch screen phones. But the Aino can slide one. And I always said that I want a touch screen phone which can slide. Plus Aino is cheaper. But Satio have much more functions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to persuade my mother to pay half for my phone while I pay the other half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I am woking so hard for money. I &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt; need a new phone! And there is many things on my shopping list too. Argh, I need money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me, I found many job which are very high in pay. One day can earn up to $75. Which means one week is $525 is you work everyday. Imagine that! In one week, I can buy a new phone. Haha. There are other job which is very high in pay too. Calling those people up tomorrow. Hope that they hire 14 year old people. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-6875169790521591418?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6875169790521591418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-phone-is-spoiled-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6875169790521591418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/6875169790521591418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-phone-is-spoiled-yesterday.html' title='I don&apos;t want to.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7056711022985374138.post-8205935735149900784</id><published>2009-10-23T23:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:58:51.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust life.</title><content type='html'>One more week before this school year ends. &lt;br /&gt;Which means, one more week left with 2E3 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed everyone cannot bear to leave this super wonderful class.&lt;br /&gt;This class which had brought us so many wonderful memories, the class where all of us spent our lower secondary school days together, as a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While me and Zhanxing was smsing just now, our messages became very sentimental when we talked about 2E3. And while talking to Yanfang, we talk about parting too.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Time really files man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember, the first day of school when we were walking into the classroom, our dear Brian trip and fell. &lt;br /&gt;I still remember how our class always fight and quarrel. &lt;br /&gt;Fights after fights, quarrels after quarrels.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like our class really don't get along well.&lt;br /&gt;We are all racist, facist, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we don't get along well. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, we hate each other.&lt;br /&gt;But despite our hatred for one another, we made it through 2 years, as a class.&lt;br /&gt;We made it through 2 years TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because our hatred for one another makes our class bond grow stronger and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other classes have a strong bond because they love each other, they accept one another. But our class is the complete opposite. And I guess that makes 2E3, 2E3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember all of our inside jokes, our fights, quarrels, fun, laughters, tears, etc. And I guess I probably will for a very long time. Everyone in 2E3 grew up together, faced challenges together, cared for one another, helped each other and most importantly, stick with one another no matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I will miss all the gossips with the girls and the jokes from the boys. Like what yanfang siad, our class boys is the funniest guys among the sec 2 cohort. And I said that I cannot bear to let other girls have our class der boys. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I cried, all the guys will like try to keep their trap shut, the girls will come to the cubicle to pull me out of the toilet. Gosh. Who is going to do that for me when I got new classmates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here and post more sentimental post next week when we faced our fears.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is waiting for my post.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 2E3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There will always be people you can’t believe you were friends with, guys&lt;br /&gt;you can’t believe you liked, and people you can’t believe you lived without.&lt;br /&gt;—Yanfang's blog&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056711022985374138-8205935735149900784?l=her-solitude-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8205935735149900784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/trust-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8205935735149900784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056711022985374138/posts/default/8205935735149900784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-solitude-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/trust-life.html' title='Trust life.'/><author><name>-huiying</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
