<?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-1727127143419147039</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:15:26.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-7269545619875072824</id><published>2008-09-15T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:08:17.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please</title><content type='html'>2hours have passed.&lt;br /&gt;have you gone drinking again?&lt;br /&gt;Please don't.&lt;br /&gt;you weren't like this in the past de.You will not go drinking everytime de.You won't de. ):&lt;br /&gt;Please stop drinking already okay.If not i really will worry for you la. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you my dear boy, i miss you, miss you ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我知道，你好吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-7269545619875072824?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7269545619875072824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=7269545619875072824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/7269545619875072824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/7269545619875072824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/09/please.html' title='Please'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-6492565605386631301</id><published>2008-09-15T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T07:33:01.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>i remembered to blog.&lt;br /&gt;but its going to be short.&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Just that i miss him today.&lt;br /&gt;lols.okay. this is cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-6492565605386631301?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6492565605386631301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=6492565605386631301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/6492565605386631301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/6492565605386631301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-1199352505536940282</id><published>2008-08-30T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T08:29:40.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO.</title><content type='html'>HURAY.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are here (: &amp;amp; im rejoicing, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Parents with my 2sisters are going on cruise tomorrow! &amp;amp; i'll be all alone at home studying and playing maple.&lt;br /&gt;I swear after this week i wont be so active anymore, because O levels will be so near then.. =/&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;lovess alrightttts. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-1199352505536940282?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-1218778590219382332</id><published>2008-08-26T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T07:12:53.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelim.</title><content type='html'>Had 1st day of Prelims today.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, omg.&lt;br /&gt;Okay la. the paper was kinda tough. quite worried because XueQi say that miss lai told them its not very difficult? Uh-oh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind la.&lt;br /&gt;My msn nick is like counting down till the end of prelims already. &amp;amp; to add to the happiness, next week is september holidday!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, today is my mama's birthday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone will not die for tml's SS paper =x&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-1218778590219382332?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1218778590219382332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=1218778590219382332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1218778590219382332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1218778590219382332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/prelim.html' title='Prelim.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-2524018402857135825</id><published>2008-08-22T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T04:01:55.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Town with friends</title><content type='html'>Today school was fine.&lt;br /&gt;had practical exams in the morning;HAHAHA.goner.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the school was very short todayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went tuh town with tinex,grace,yk,maverick-kahwai joined after that.. &amp;amp; the reason of my going is to get my Eclipse and Breaking dawn at kino. WHEE~ &amp;amp; i got it of cause, but very heartpain. $40 for both books....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,while we were walking it suddenly rained.So we went to cineleisure in the rain and walked around. HAHA,was at basement when this lift thing happened (inside joke) Laughs! After that went to level 9 and slacked. KahWai got a major shock by this 2 angmohs. hahaha, and she cried. Soon after, many funny things happened. (inside joke again. hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;For dinner,we went to eat korean cusine,the BBQ thingy at cine basement. kinda nice,but very expensive. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, pictures below.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SK7UcJw24cI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1kZcTwtHCUc/s1600-h/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237356996800733634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SK7UcJw24cI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1kZcTwtHCUc/s320/DSC02200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SK7UcnJV_4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/ilsVp8Ed3pQ/s1600-h/DSC02199.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SK7UcvC-GuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Bsj3D3LTIyQ/s1600-h/DSC02170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237357006808816354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2524018402857135825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2524018402857135825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/town-with-friends.html' title='Town with friends'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SK7UcJw24cI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1kZcTwtHCUc/s72-c/DSC02200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-8946028266760663352</id><published>2008-08-21T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T07:39:28.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Englishoral</title><content type='html'>Today had English oral;&lt;br /&gt;the picture was about orphanage/kindergarden.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the conversation was about future career.Yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda easy,gained points.(:&lt;br /&gt;However the funny thing was this:&lt;br /&gt;we had this plan,if the oral was easy, those finish off alr will have to go to the side and pull off their tie. I suppose almost everyone said it was easy,so alot of ppl started pulling off their tie. HAHA. funny. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven been behaving myself lately.PerfKen say i got attitude prob. Ohwells,i know i do. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-8946028266760663352?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8946028266760663352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=8946028266760663352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8946028266760663352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8946028266760663352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/englishoral.html' title='Englishoral'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-9039030655999125859</id><published>2008-08-20T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T07:11:28.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my dooms day.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa. (:&lt;br /&gt;English Oral. *crosses fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it will be something easy. pleaseee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-9039030655999125859?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/9039030655999125859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=9039030655999125859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/9039030655999125859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/9039030655999125859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/oral.html' title='Oral'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-4596909552450656468</id><published>2008-08-19T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T05:22:39.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings</title><content type='html'>I walked forward;&lt;br /&gt;and I heard this faint voice calling out to me.&lt;br /&gt;"STOP!" the voice said.&lt;br /&gt;It was a clean voice;the voice that i had been longing for.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that i was hallucinating.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that it wasn't you,but some stupid thoughts like those dreams that i have been having for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;I moved one step closer to the window.&lt;br /&gt;"STOP RIGHT THERE," the voice rang again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around,wanting to see if it was you;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get to.&lt;br /&gt;But i was sure,you were here.&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't let go too;&lt;br /&gt;you still love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(adapted from new moon;edited version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-4596909552450656468?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4596909552450656468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=4596909552450656468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4596909552450656468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4596909552450656468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/feelings.html' title='feelings'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-1392498763058579010</id><published>2008-08-17T08:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T08:21:56.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>Singapore beat SouthKorea to get a Silver or Gold medal.&lt;br /&gt;however, we lost to CHEEENA! ):&lt;br /&gt;Its alright, silver! We rawk. TeamSG rawk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than friends,&lt;br /&gt;can we be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-1392498763058579010?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1392498763058579010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=1392498763058579010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1392498763058579010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1392498763058579010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_17.html' title='(:'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-7810669840586918339</id><published>2008-08-16T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:22:22.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to the center of the earth</title><content type='html'>I'm flying~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Lot1 with Christine just now to watch," Journey to the Center of the Earth". Hey! Its a rather nice show, quite thrilling and exciting to watch them drop down the water slides and colliding to something, haha. kinda cool. Catch it (:&lt;br /&gt;After that Xueqi came to meet us and we went to MOF to eat Hakkaido Ice-cream again.HAHA,yes its the 2nd freaking time in the month.I swear not to step in anytime this month again. LOL =x&lt;br /&gt;Yes,fun but darn lame. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the next trip out! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay,its saturday,no school tomorrow! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-7810669840586918339?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7810669840586918339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=7810669840586918339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/7810669840586918339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/7810669840586918339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/journey-to-center-of-earth.html' title='Journey to the center of the earth'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-454706565705107826</id><published>2008-08-12T07:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:16:01.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ton</title><content type='html'>was Out with cangning and miss tang 2 days ago.!&lt;br /&gt;went to have our meal at ajisen.&lt;br /&gt;after that, cang ning had this idea to slack around macdonalds at sunplaza to study overnight.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, she did her transcript and miss tang did her markings. &amp;amp; i revised work! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tadaaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 7am and had a great sleep. :D&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 4pm and went to Auntie Mary's house.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, and TADA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;took chinese o lvl results.&lt;br /&gt;A2. so yalor.&lt;br /&gt;not retaking already even though had the thought before.&lt;br /&gt;yeps. (:&lt;br /&gt;Alrighttt.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go do sth else (:&lt;br /&gt;byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-454706565705107826?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/454706565705107826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=454706565705107826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/454706565705107826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/454706565705107826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/ton.html' title='Ton'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-1150999314423535332</id><published>2008-08-09T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T08:08:55.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IQ-test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Free IQ Test" href="http://www.free-iqtest.net/"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="Free IQ Test" src="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges2/l131.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free-IQTest.net - &lt;a title="Free IQ Test" href="http://www.free-iqtest.net/"&gt;Free IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTgzNDgzODIwMDAmcHQ9MTIxODM*ODQ4NDU*NiZwPTEwOTE5MSZkPUZJUSZuPSZnPTE=.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know im so smart. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;try doing it (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-1150999314423535332?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1150999314423535332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=1150999314423535332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1150999314423535332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1150999314423535332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/iq-test.html' title='IQ-test'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-9009622216592904590</id><published>2008-08-07T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:31:42.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>At hannah's house now,&lt;br /&gt;trying to ask whats wrong with her. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;supposingly going out with them ltr de, hope both of them can smile and cheer me up due to _____. but now it seems that even the 2 of them also emoing. ohwellls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if it will still be as happy and fun like what ive expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;hopee. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-9009622216592904590?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/9009622216592904590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=9009622216592904590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/9009622216592904590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/9009622216592904590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_07.html' title='(:'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-2518379978251140681</id><published>2008-08-05T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T06:59:00.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No kid.&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to hate you.&lt;br /&gt;but, i will have hate is because i love you.&lt;br /&gt;please, im still waiting for your return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-2518379978251140681?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2518379978251140681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=2518379978251140681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2518379978251140681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2518379978251140681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-937636836599720851</id><published>2008-08-04T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:08:15.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Life is just so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;you never know when the next life is going to be taken away.&lt;br /&gt;prolly,tml,it will be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-937636836599720851?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/937636836599720851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=937636836599720851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/937636836599720851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/937636836599720851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-5116683708016533211</id><published>2008-08-03T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T08:28:57.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>imissyouso.</title><content type='html'>When a Girl is quiet; millions of things are running in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl is not arguing; she is thinking deeply.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl looks at u with eyes full of questions; she is wondering how long you will be around.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl answers ' I'm fine ' after a few seconds; she is not at all fine.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl stares at you; she is wondering why you are lying.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl lays on your chest; she is wishing for you to be hers forever.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl wants to see you everyday; she wants to be pampered.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl says ' I love you '; she means it.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl says ' I miss you '; no one in this world can miss you more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a Guy&lt;br /&gt;Who calls you beautiful instead of hot.&lt;br /&gt;Who calls you back when you hang up on him.&lt;br /&gt;Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the guy who :&lt;br /&gt;kisses your forehead.&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.&lt;br /&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.&lt;br /&gt;Who turns to his friends and says, ' That's her! '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;I don't need that guy,&lt;br /&gt;i just need you.&lt;br /&gt;yet what im experiencing now is totally not what i had expected of.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you are tired,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you are busy with school and studies.&lt;br /&gt;you are sick, that i know.&lt;br /&gt;but,that didn't give you the licence to ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;1whole day and 1 sms was what i received from you.&lt;br /&gt;3days not on phone already.&lt;br /&gt;this is not what i want,you know best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-5116683708016533211?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5116683708016533211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=5116683708016533211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/5116683708016533211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/5116683708016533211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/imissyouso.html' title='imissyouso.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-6393677359930484967</id><published>2008-08-02T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:12:24.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>regrets</title><content type='html'>what are you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;你后悔了,对吧？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-6393677359930484967?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6393677359930484967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=6393677359930484967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/6393677359930484967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/6393677359930484967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/regrets.html' title='regrets'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-3706882132964125536</id><published>2008-08-02T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T08:13:29.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2days straight.</title><content type='html'>1staugust,&lt;br /&gt;accompany yarkam to town to get her stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;We were literally slacking,yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i head down to dover.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to choachukang park to take a stroll and seat down in one of the pavilions.(:&lt;br /&gt;Chatted till 9.30 den we left the place.&lt;br /&gt;Yepyep.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of me&amp;amp;yarkam.&lt;br /&gt;other photos cnt post (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SJR2grEE8MI/AAAAAAAAADU/FzlWdlm5E3E/s1600-h/DSC02069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229935370971705538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SJR2grEE8MI/AAAAAAAAADU/FzlWdlm5E3E/s320/DSC02069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SJR2hJt6yUI/AAAAAAAAADs/iF7NCUYx2O4/s1600-h/DSC02099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229935379200264514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SJR2hJt6yUI/AAAAAAAAADs/iF7NCUYx2O4/s320/DSC02099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SJR2gyzt2AI/AAAAAAAAADc/p2XVWNXdwoY/s1600-h/DSC02078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229935373050566658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SJR2gyzt2AI/AAAAAAAAADc/p2XVWNXdwoY/s320/DSC02078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SJR2g7ldNRI/AAAAAAAAADk/6o_7QuAmFLo/s1600-h/DSC02081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229935375406675218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SJR2g7ldNRI/AAAAAAAAADk/6o_7QuAmFLo/s320/DSC02081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ndaugust&lt;br /&gt;I have been daydreaming the wholeday.&lt;br /&gt;ndp2008 rehearsal is still on,and so im like going to die soon.&lt;br /&gt;misses luh.&lt;br /&gt;those who read my blog often should know,so i don't have to say so much alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*draw circles at 1 corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imissyou.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to cause your hpbill to burst.heh. (x&lt;br /&gt;well,thanks for being here.&lt;br /&gt;I will work hard.&lt;br /&gt;you too,studyhard.&lt;br /&gt;loves.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for replying my message justnow too,though you are busy.&lt;br /&gt;it made me feel muchmuchmuch better.(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-3706882132964125536?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3706882132964125536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=3706882132964125536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3706882132964125536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3706882132964125536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/2days-straight.html' title='2days straight.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SJR2grEE8MI/AAAAAAAAADU/FzlWdlm5E3E/s72-c/DSC02069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-2743524753803588543</id><published>2008-07-30T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T07:01:26.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck</title><content type='html'>Today is a very lousy day.&lt;br /&gt;very very very lousy.&lt;br /&gt;Shall elaborate no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-2743524753803588543?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2743524753803588543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=2743524753803588543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2743524753803588543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2743524753803588543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuck.html' title='Fuck'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-1230427648809352335</id><published>2008-07-28T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:08:03.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make an inference.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SI6xYZqNR5I/AAAAAAAAADM/x7hVh8NyU0M/s1600-h/2200810544_b013a8937d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228311250186618770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="128" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SI6xYZqNR5I/AAAAAAAAADM/x7hVh8NyU0M/s320/2200810544_b013a8937d.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Infer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I shall elaborate no more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is between us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know the absolute meaning of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-1230427648809352335?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1230427648809352335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=1230427648809352335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1230427648809352335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1230427648809352335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/make-inference.html' title='Make an inference.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SI6xYZqNR5I/AAAAAAAAADM/x7hVh8NyU0M/s72-c/2200810544_b013a8937d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-4149048673834186738</id><published>2008-07-26T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:22:30.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you are smart, trying me make me fall for you as time goes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As states:&lt;br /&gt;It takes,&lt;br /&gt;1 second to make friend with someone&lt;br /&gt;1 minute to know someone&lt;br /&gt;1 hour to love someone&lt;br /&gt;but a life time to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i just reached the freaking 3rd step.&lt;br /&gt;Which is extremely bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-4149048673834186738?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4149048673834186738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=4149048673834186738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4149048673834186738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4149048673834186738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-4376516429218227398</id><published>2008-07-24T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T05:38:09.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Organized.</title><content type='html'>BLA.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THINK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that i became more organized.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously not being more organized with the mess on my table, not more organized with my cupboards and drawers. But more organized with time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i think that it is a relatively good thing to start with.&lt;br /&gt;yepyep. 1 hour for computer each day. or maybe, every 2-3 days. Shall get on with life without computers. So, you guys shall not see me online as frequent as in the past anymore! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, anyway. Heh, i was tagged by hannah to do this thingyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 people that comes to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;1. Tanya&lt;br /&gt;2. Hannah&lt;br /&gt;3. Kailin&lt;br /&gt;4. Esther&lt;br /&gt;5. Tze&lt;br /&gt;6. Justin&lt;br /&gt;7. Yarkam&lt;br /&gt;8. Yanling&lt;br /&gt;9. Chinpin&lt;br /&gt;10. Victor&lt;br /&gt;11. XueQi&lt;br /&gt;12. Terry&lt;br /&gt;13. Kelvin-Pig&lt;br /&gt;14. Christine&lt;br /&gt;15. SiokYit&lt;br /&gt;16. Kelvin-Bear&lt;br /&gt;17. XiangWei&lt;br /&gt;18.  Justin Tan&lt;br /&gt;19. Jason&lt;br /&gt;20. Shirlynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did i meet 14 (Christine)&lt;br /&gt;Erm, secondary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat would u do if u nv met 1? (Tanya)&lt;br /&gt;I believe that my life would be very very different. Without her, life wouldn't have been of so much fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat if 9 (Chinpin) and 20 (Shirlynn)are fated?&lt;br /&gt;ERRRRR. o.o fated in which way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will 6(Justin) and 17(Xiangwei)date?&lt;br /&gt;Ohman! Never in my life i hope. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;describe 3(kailin)&lt;br /&gt;She is the best sister i ever have... Best friend i ever get.. best person to quarrel with everyday... and on and on. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is 8 (yanling) attractive?&lt;br /&gt;DUH. everyone knows she is. :D right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;describe 7 (yarkam)&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUNNY. a person to go crazy with. But be wary of her when she gets mad. *dont touch her head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know any of 12's (Terry)family members?&lt;br /&gt;no ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat if 18 confesses to you he or she likes you?(Justin-Tan)&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I think i will cry. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat language does 15 (siokyit) speak?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's going out with 9 (Chinpin)?&lt;br /&gt;idk, maybe jim? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how old is 16(kelvin-bear)?&lt;br /&gt;17 this year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did u last speak to 13 (Kelvin-pig)&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago on msn? 2 weeks ago on phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is 2's (Hannah) fave singer?&lt;br /&gt;Jonas brother. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you ever date with 4 (Esther)?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. WE DID A FEW DAYS BACK. for 20seconds. We held hand to take picture. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you ever date with 17(Xiangwei)?&lt;br /&gt;HEY. I DIE ALSO DUN WANT. hahahahaha. =x I guess i will go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 (jason) single?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so. He's a big flirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat is 10's (Victor) last name?&lt;br /&gt;ChoonYong! (my cousin!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where does 6 (justin) live?&lt;br /&gt;Serangoon north?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat is your fave thing of 5(tze)&lt;br /&gt;he is my best friend's favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you seen 2 (Hannah) naked?&lt;br /&gt;naked as in anything also dun have? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5ppl I choose to do this test&lt;br /&gt;1. Tanya&lt;br /&gt;2. CangNing&lt;br /&gt;3. Siokyit&lt;br /&gt;4. Yarkam&lt;br /&gt;5. Christine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((: STUDY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-4376516429218227398?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4376516429218227398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=4376516429218227398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4376516429218227398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4376516429218227398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/organized.html' title='Organized.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-731065387991257741</id><published>2008-07-20T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T06:43:42.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moron's Outing</title><content type='html'>Friday was a full-fledged moron's gathering.&lt;br /&gt;I had fun, really.&lt;br /&gt;It was like, the very very few occasions that I was able to let my feelings out and be free. uhwell. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_mWXOJUI/AAAAAAAAACs/bGWfLaVmGzg/s1600-h/needed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225089920750462274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_mWXOJUI/AAAAAAAAACs/bGWfLaVmGzg/s320/needed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_mDeBLSI/AAAAAAAAACk/cc0BTzn2x2U/s1600-h/bestlast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225089915678698786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_mDeBLSI/AAAAAAAAACk/cc0BTzn2x2U/s320/bestlast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_mqVtbAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/m9Ek9y4d4lI/s1600-h/IMG_4017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225089926112832514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_mqVtbAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/m9Ek9y4d4lI/s320/IMG_4017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_nJ-VcDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3lucfwmPfWw/s1600-h/IMG_4011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225089934604726322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_nJ-VcDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3lucfwmPfWw/s320/IMG_4011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_nHkOFCI/AAAAAAAAADE/SOSXLM_VPzw/s1600-h/IMG_4099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225089933958321186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_nHkOFCI/AAAAAAAAADE/SOSXLM_VPzw/s320/IMG_4099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-731065387991257741?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/731065387991257741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=731065387991257741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/731065387991257741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/731065387991257741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/morons-outing.html' title='Moron&apos;s Outing'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SIM_mWXOJUI/AAAAAAAAACs/bGWfLaVmGzg/s72-c/needed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-5546843354520363020</id><published>2008-07-15T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T06:32:46.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RESPONSIBILITY/1507</title><content type='html'>" It's better to light one candle, than to curse the darkness. "  - Responsibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsibility is defined as: Something which a person has to look after, or do.&lt;br /&gt;What is your responsibility? Or rather, what are you responsible for? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people tend to neglect the true meaning of responsibility, and take everything that they possess for granted. I went to watch a movie today, 'ten promises to my dog'. Well, yes, it is a touching movie, and i think that i didn't waste that $6 watching that because, that movie thought me alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;1) Must learn to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;2) Responsibility&lt;br /&gt;However,im only going to touch on responsibility.In the movie, the lead actress doesn't take good care of her dog, and take her for granted. Well, I think that what she had done is really wrong, and she should not treat a pet like this. And when she really learnt how to, and when she really want to take care of her dog (socks), she passed away in front of her. Well, despite the owner being such an irresponsible person who cares about her boyfriend and work, the dog is still very faithful to her, and loves her so much that socks is willing to do everything for her, to make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;That is the story. (:  Catch it. its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,back to reality. What is our responsibility as a student?&lt;br /&gt;Our responsibility is to study hard, and pass our 'O'levels for now. This is the beginning of giving our parents a good life.&lt;br /&gt;Are you doing your responsibility?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has a life. Bring your things out, and you have the ultimate responsibility to bring it back, and put it at the correct place. If you often misplaces your book. your handphone, or even your homework etc, this goes to show that you have to improve in this aspect. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck alrights. Learn to be a very responsible person. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Chinese listening comprehension today. It is a kinda tough paper! ahh!&lt;br /&gt;But, like what my friends said, its all over. lets just concentrate on my next paper :D&lt;br /&gt;yays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;going out on friday(most likely) with hannah,tze and esther &lt;- 4morons. :D to celebrate esther's birthday. Wheets. Happy birthday in advance dear (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,revision! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-5546843354520363020?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5546843354520363020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=5546843354520363020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/5546843354520363020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/5546843354520363020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/responsibility1507.html' title='RESPONSIBILITY/1507'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-797873418441111900</id><published>2008-07-14T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:45:13.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-worth 1407</title><content type='html'>Life can be as simple,yet it can be as tough.&lt;br /&gt;It can be as worthwhile,yet it can be so worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that your life is very worthwhile?&lt;br /&gt;If you think so, do you have self worth?&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you 3 good examples to define my meaning of self-worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wore till very pretty and walk on the streets. People stare at you, what will your feelings be?&lt;br /&gt;- happy&lt;br /&gt;- proud&lt;br /&gt;- great&lt;br /&gt;- being admired&lt;br /&gt;You will feel very happy,because you have self-worth. You know that you were admired by somebody on the streets because you wore beautifully.You have high-esteem,you feel confident of yourself, thus, you will smile back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example.&lt;br /&gt;Lets say,you are a popstar and you left home to walk on the streets. At the same time,people stare at you, what will your feelings be like?&lt;br /&gt;- proud&lt;br /&gt;- excited&lt;br /&gt;- great&lt;br /&gt;- happy&lt;br /&gt;- confident&lt;br /&gt;- loves the attention&lt;br /&gt;Likewise,you will feel extrememly happy.Because you know that its something that you do,and yet you have a clear dignity.You still have pride.You will smile back at them,because you are happy,even from deep in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about another example.&lt;br /&gt;If you see a group of hooligans outside.People stare at them.What will be the 1st thing that they will do?&lt;br /&gt;Stare back right?&lt;br /&gt;1) Stare back&lt;br /&gt;2) Tells leader.&lt;br /&gt;3) Shouts across the street,"Stare what stare?!"  &lt;br /&gt;4) Fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it sound so familiar to you?This is what we all see on the streets,T.V etc.Well,these hooligans,also known as ahbengs will shout back,and not feel happy when they were being stared is because they have extremely low self esteem.Deep down in their heart,they feel that people stare at them because of their appearance,because of all the negatives things that they had done (Smoking,drinking,fighting etc).Well, what is self worth to them? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self worth is actually very important to us, because within self-worth, we can do anything and everything to betray ourselves. Even our own body. Self-worth may seemed to be something that is very easy to acheive,yet it is something that some of us don't possess.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. Do you want to have self-worth,have dignity and pride. OR be those slackers outside and hang around doing things that they are not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my friends who are taking Olevels. Having Self-worth is to play and study at the correct time. Now is the time for studying. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today had P.E lessons.Some people from my class were trying to make a joke out of themselves and trying to let the whole world think that they are so 'almighty'. ):&lt;br /&gt;I shall not elaborate any further. (:&lt;br /&gt;The group of us skipped History lessons for the submission of DPA application and Mr Tan was extremely disappointed.Sigh.Sorry Mr Tan. It will be the first and the last. (: We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.I shall continue to look up on search engines on hypnotise. Anyone know anything please tell me ok? I am suddenly very interested in this :D&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;study hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-797873418441111900?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/797873418441111900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=797873418441111900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/797873418441111900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/797873418441111900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/self-worth-1407.html' title='Self-worth 1407'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-2201047681415294965</id><published>2008-07-13T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T06:00:57.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY / 1307</title><content type='html'>I have just applied for Direct Poly Admission(DPA) from its website already.I thought that it is really cool to be able to get in,if i managed to. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's tuition, was talking to MsSeah and Lydia about life.We talked about alot of freaking funny things,eerie things. Well, MsSeah said that she would invite us to her house in like 10years time, so that we will be able to chat like how we did during our tuition lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a mission?&lt;br /&gt;What is my mission of life?&lt;br /&gt;MsSeah's is to educate students.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I believe that mine is to help the country's and third world's economy. :D&lt;br /&gt;So now,I ask you. What is your mission of living? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is just something that everyone have to go through in our life. BUT it is secondary.(: I now understand this already.I will not persue things that I know that i would not be able to get. So, (:&lt;br /&gt;Stay happpppppppppy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-2201047681415294965?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2201047681415294965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=2201047681415294965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2201047681415294965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2201047681415294965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-1307.html' title='HAPPY / 1307'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-4759708345029427521</id><published>2008-07-11T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T07:49:14.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHORTPOST/1107</title><content type='html'>Boring day,&lt;br /&gt;boring post,&lt;br /&gt;boring me.&lt;br /&gt;Will be getting a new blogskin soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been missing you,&lt;br /&gt;because i haven't been seeing you.&lt;br /&gt;Time for us to see each other is so short,&lt;br /&gt;yet i have so suffer such fate.&lt;br /&gt;Why must it be you?&lt;br /&gt;Even though, ily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-4759708345029427521?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4759708345029427521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=4759708345029427521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4759708345029427521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4759708345029427521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/shortpost1107.html' title='SHORTPOST/1107'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-3165777995185106605</id><published>2008-07-10T00:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T06:27:13.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOKEOFEVERYF&amp;NLESSONS/1007</title><content type='html'>Well. I was like kinda emoing just now, over a song that i heard somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;This is the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caution: Hear it once and get it done. Don't pay too much attention to the lyrics. I will not be held responsible if you guys go emo. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ms5fLMRmjV/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ms5fLMRmjV/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/9262446/music/ITimdSSc/jam_hsiao_xiao_jing_teng_yuan_liang_wo/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuan Liang Wo 原谅我 - Jam (Hsiao) Xiao Jing Teng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请不要分了以後还记得 亲吻过的承诺&lt;br /&gt;你的永久 已不属於我&lt;br /&gt;默默低头 那时我 很多话梗在喉咙&lt;br /&gt;你的笑你的快乐不是我 爱太多想太多&lt;br /&gt;我能感受 他比我适合&lt;br /&gt;爱放了手 我伪装冷漠 比你先说分手&lt;br /&gt;请原谅我 原谅我不成熟&lt;br /&gt;不爱你是藉口 好让你离开我&lt;br /&gt;请原谅我 好想自私将你占有&lt;br /&gt;一个寂寞就给我承受 换你过更好的生活&lt;br /&gt;请不要分了以後还记得 亲吻过的承诺&lt;br /&gt;你的永久 已不属於我&lt;br /&gt;默默低头 那时我 很多话梗在喉咙&lt;br /&gt;你的笑你的快乐不是我 爱太多想太多&lt;br /&gt;我能感受 他比我适合&lt;br /&gt;爱放了手 我伪装冷漠 比你先说分手&lt;br /&gt;请原谅我 原谅我不成熟&lt;br /&gt;不爱你是藉口 好让你离开我&lt;br /&gt;请原谅我 好想自私将你占有&lt;br /&gt;一个寂寞就给我承受 换你过更好的生活&lt;br /&gt;爱过恨过哭过也笑过&lt;br /&gt;亲吻过你的脆弱&lt;br /&gt;其实我比谁都要懦弱&lt;br /&gt;原谅我 必须假装爱错&lt;br /&gt;别让时间倒流 我怕说不出口&lt;br /&gt;原谅我 没有解释太多心痛&lt;br /&gt;别无所求彻底忘了我 爱原来要舍得&lt;br /&gt;我 难过&lt;br /&gt;我 才懂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking forward to certain lessons that used to be my 'TOP MOST HATED' subjects.&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers for myself! YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Top on the list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;F&amp;amp;N&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, F&amp;amp;N have been the boring-est lessons in my entire life. Well, now with a bunch of guys that made this class so lively. Lessons used to be strict, like lectures and we were not allowed to talk, not a single bit of noise could be made. Now, MrsChan is the hero (: Because she looked fierce, (but she is not),so, the whole class will try our ultimate best to try to make her laugh. Usually, she will laugh in within 5seconds. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like today, we were in the F&amp;amp;N kitchen having our lessons. Mrs Chan was going through the practical execution that we will be doing next week for our coursework B. Well, when she took out the palate knife, shafiq that asshole went to 'confront' and 'counsel' MrsChan to put down the knife. But, we all know that palate knife is not sharp AT ALL. Mrs Chan laughed like crazy ok, i swear. I've never see a teacher who is old (50years) click with our class to well before. Normally, the class will only say that an old teacher is a bore. Well, my story doesn't end here. After shafiq tried to counsel MrsChan and giving the 'surrender' pose, QingCheng came to join in the fun. He act as a police, holding the lighter (replacing the gun), and ordering MrsChan to put down the knife. HAHAHA. Funny right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd on the list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chemistry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been failing my sciences for a very long time because i totally think that chemistry is alien to me. From secondary 2 onwards, I have been sleeping in class, or rather falling asleep in almost all the chemistry lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Mr siah was actually our teacher. He is a very good teacher, however he is the discipline master, thats why we all have to listen in his class because no one wants to get punished right? However, after midyear exams, MissKho came into our school and took our class, of 7 students. 4girls,3boys. You might say that it is a very small class, however, the teacher who is teaching us MUST be very skillful because all of us almost don't understand anything. MissKho is a brilliant teacher. She made my chemistry, 'acid bases and salt'(which is the very first topic that we are revising) topic, passed with flying colours. HAHA. I did my homework with care and got almost full mark for the paper. I tell you, i was so pleased! Of course, most of the effort goes to MissKho because I don't revise my work de. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;English&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ong used to be my teacher. and he is extremely famous for his grandpa stories. Although I can't deny that he is a good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, MissLim takes the lead and teaches me alot of new things. I've learnt alot in her class, and don't sleep as frequent anymore. For your information, i used to sleep almost in every lesson during Mr Ong's class. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers for all my teachers!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-3165777995185106605?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3165777995185106605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=3165777995185106605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3165777995185106605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3165777995185106605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/jokeofeveryf.html' title='JOKEOFEVERYF&amp;NLESSONS/1007'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-8649608575348487674</id><published>2008-07-08T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:45:33.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPAMMERSHAHA/0907</title><content type='html'>Heys,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in school now, doing Coursework B. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm blogging because I have completed my task long long time ago, and I was blog-hopping! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;To the 3 brainless spammer, if you think that i will feel insulted like this, try harder next time alright. If you think that you want to insult me, then continue luh. The moment you tag, than i will delete away, because such stinky post like yours irks me ): Uhwell, (: Get a life ya? Stop lying to yourself. Normally, those poeple who say other people, are usually 3x what they say. So, continue saying me. I can accept all these nonsenses you guys tried to give me, but failed. HAHAHA. Write your name if you dare, if not, don't come and interrupt my wonderful life :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;!&lt;br /&gt;To CangNing:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for scolding those spammers, hahaha. Love you. ^^&lt;br /&gt;To Hannah:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear. You jiayou! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog when i go home! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-8649608575348487674?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8649608575348487674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=8649608575348487674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8649608575348487674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8649608575348487674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/spammershaha0907.html' title='SPAMMERSHAHA/0907'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-4302349584305311949</id><published>2008-07-08T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T05:13:21.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATSWRONG/0807</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is just so unpredictable. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a moment, i just felt so restless. I had no more energy to move on to the next phase of my life anymore. In fact, its more to don't want then no energy. I totally lost in this maze, called life. I know that there are leaders in this society, that will help me and lead me out of this maze.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhwell, back to whats there in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handphone rang during physics lesson, when we were doing our practical.I was so stunned ok, that i totally did not know what to do. Well, QingCheng and Samuel helped me to cover up the sound by being louder than my ringtone. Afterwhich,they spoke in hokkien to hint me to off it off. Thanks guys. Well, if you wonder how i did in the end, i took off my battery. HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;Lessons was boring as usual, all the way until maths lesson. Haishah wasn't here and i got so freaking emo throughout. Thanks to weili, for helping me get rid of my emo-ness by competing with me maths questions. And shawn that cute boy. haha. thanks for helping to cheer. (: At least i still know that my willpower is still very strong ok. Even though i can't solve one question, i kept doing until i get the answer, right weili? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food and nutrition lesson was the key for the day's event. We had our Coursework B-Planning written O levels exam. Yep, Olevel. This is why I was awake until 1am yesterday, and was also why I did not listen during SocialStudies lesson today, sorry MrTan. But well, it went great. I hope that it was okay, and nothing goes wrong. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; TaDa! thats the end of my whole day's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left school, i on my phone. Yes, i received countless of messages.&lt;br /&gt;First one was from hannah. She told me that she sortof gotten into trouble. I seriously don't understand why KIDS nowadays want to play such boring and childish games. Fight fight fight. Big deal eh? &amp;amp; I seriously think that it is over for such a long time already, shouldn't it be over? why were you guys, especially -----, still quarrelling with hannah over such long incidents. You are a girl, but you don't behave like one. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Message was from Siokyit.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me some questions which I will elaborate upon below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third was from shery, stating that Ben apologised to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was wondering what had happened when i finally understood when siokyit,and shery told me things all at the same time. There, I undestood. I don't blame you. I really don't. I just want to know that why must all the things turn out this way, when i thought that it wont. Why must the few of us turn out to become like this? Shouldn't we at least still have that trust in each other? The trust that binds us all together like before? At least in the past, we share secrets openly. Now? all the lies and lies and lies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Badstabbings and whatsoever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dare to swear to god that i did not backstab anyone. But why you. Of all people. Uh,whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reach home, I smiled and still pretend as if nothing has happened to me. I joked when I am outside my freaking room. My room's door seemed to be so obedient today. I acted well, just today.&lt;br /&gt;Out of my room, I behaved like a kid, totally with no worries.&lt;br /&gt;In my room, here I am. An emo kid, with thousand and one problems hovering above my head. What am i going to do? Stay here and do nothing? Yea, I guess so. At least, now i do think that i'm so not popular, so well hated by many. And i only can keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Think of me of the past. Am i such a coward? If such a thing really happened to me, i think that i would have made a big freaking fuss out of it. What fuc---- went wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, there were somemore messages, but those were senseless messages. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I missed everyone from the previous batch. I so hope that i would have joined you guys and went to poly now. I so love the way I used to have. Now? Certain things really still made me stand still to the ground. However, most of the things on earth now, that really make me, want to follow the wind, and fly away - to a far far away land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out, but i can't frequently. Maybe after Olevels, I everyday go out le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Only than i can have the feeeling of being a human. I don't want to be a robort at home. Study, eat, smile, shit, smile, laugh. Only at night, then i can be myself &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and secretly&lt;/span&gt; cry myself to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-4302349584305311949?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4302349584305311949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=4302349584305311949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4302349584305311949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4302349584305311949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/whatswrong0807.html' title='WHATSWRONG/0807'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-6270756697377137300</id><published>2008-07-07T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T03:03:57.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTYWORLDWITHTHEM/0807</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Love, how can i describe it as?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;How shall i start all these. I don't know what and how am i feeling now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;But it seemed that I am beginning to sink into the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hopefully, able to grab you and pull you down with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Love, is it something that i can possess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is it something that I can share with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is it something that will let me have the feeling of sharing something with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I did not know since when, where, how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I just know that my heart followed yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Even though you do not belong to me, I hope one day you would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ILY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Today,was out with siokyit,bear,ahdi,ben and xiaoting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I went to Outrum Park,SGH there to get my blood test done.Afterwhich,I went to the first meeting place,BuonaVista, to meet up with siokyit and bear.We were supposed to meet at 12.50pm,however,I reached at 11.45 and bear suggested that I shall take a seat at his place.There there,actually i didn't want to because im SHY! haha,well, in the end i did luh. But i walk for a good 20minutes to find his block when I actually need only 5minutes. ._. Uhwell. In the end i had to ask an auntie how to go to his block.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached his block, i was actually sitting downstairs, at the playground there. I didn't want to go up!!! But that asshole got me to his house by telling me that his friend might throw some foreign objects down and its not advisable to sit at the playground. tada, there i go, up to his house. Had maggi mee there, because he told me that i need to eat -.- because i just had my blood test. ya de ya de. His dog very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH LE! TOO MUCH! NEXT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Siokyit came, and we went to mrt at 2.00 when we had to meet at 1.30 (: Prohor. BECAUSE OF BEAR! -.-&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to partyworld with the rest of them. Had some liquior. My face was darn red after drinking that cup of alchohol mixed with 'shirley temple'. SEH~. In the end went to causeway point with bear to get some drinks to keep me sober. Well, at least greentea could help me, bear got nothing to help him. LOL. =x After that went to cold storage cos he want to buy another beer to drink, SIAO. Heard that he got li-siaoed by some kids. Uhwell..&lt;br /&gt;After that all of us actually planned to go eat de. Then because after that all go home cos seh le? So go home lor.&lt;br /&gt;Went to get medicine cos gastric pain. Yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA. The end. I lazy to finish everything. So yeaps. thats the end. :D&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-6270756697377137300?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6270756697377137300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=6270756697377137300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/6270756697377137300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/6270756697377137300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/partyworldwiththem0807.html' title='PARTYWORLDWITHTHEM/0807'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-3494647991348334004</id><published>2008-07-06T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T09:41:26.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRIMTRUTH/0607</title><content type='html'>Was on the phone with bear and siokyit just now.&lt;br /&gt;Quite funny. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going out with gang to woodlands to sing kbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The grim truth had surfaced.One more time, &amp;amp; i'm going to voice out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-3494647991348334004?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3494647991348334004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=3494647991348334004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3494647991348334004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3494647991348334004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/grimtruth0607.html' title='GRIMTRUTH/0607'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-1566668601061639215</id><published>2008-07-05T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T06:23:06.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SONGLYRIC&amp;LIB/0507</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/zFlwm8TRTz/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/zFlwm8TRTz/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/s06ld6C/music/xakWi8kO//"&gt;浪漫手机 - 周杰伦&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asshole,this is for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edited 9.18pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library with xiangwei and yarkam. Was late, thus there's no empty table for us and we had to share with this old hag. Well, studied quite alot. After that, we went to eat pasta mania and mochi icecream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SG91Sj2S8jI/AAAAAAAAACE/laNo85PD4uY/s1600-h/DSC01987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SG91Sj2S8jI/AAAAAAAAACE/laNo85PD4uY/s320/DSC01987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219519454866764338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SG91S2TDwrI/AAAAAAAAACM/e50myFiU2o0/s1600-h/DSC01993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SG91S2TDwrI/AAAAAAAAACM/e50myFiU2o0/s320/DSC01993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219519459819242162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SG91S4jHygI/AAAAAAAAACU/_HXhHRiXnlY/s1600-h/DSC01995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SG91S4jHygI/AAAAAAAAACU/_HXhHRiXnlY/s320/DSC01995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219519460423485954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SG91TNIcRHI/AAAAAAAAACc/yYTnhIkU7Gg/s1600-h/DSC01999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SG91TNIcRHI/AAAAAAAAACc/yYTnhIkU7Gg/s320/DSC01999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219519465948726386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy that song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-1566668601061639215?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1566668601061639215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=1566668601061639215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1566668601061639215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1566668601061639215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/songlyric.html' title='SONGLYRIC&amp;LIB/0507'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SG91Sj2S8jI/AAAAAAAAACE/laNo85PD4uY/s72-c/DSC01987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-8486944318358400630</id><published>2008-07-04T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:40:30.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPEEDTYPING/0407</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;78 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.I got the same as hannah's mum. &amp;amp;I broke hannah's record :D&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just wonder why people were so boliao. Trying to find problems for people. This is total crap luh seriously. I think that life is just as boring as it is. Because of people like _ _ _ _ _. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,hannah, ignore those irritating people, since you didn't want me to help you scold. LOL. ( :&lt;br /&gt;And, tomorrow i'm going to the library with yarkam and xiang wei! ( :&lt;br /&gt;Will have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-8486944318358400630?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8486944318358400630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=8486944318358400630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8486944318358400630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8486944318358400630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/speedtyping0407.html' title='SPEEDTYPING/0407'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-5901994462922171262</id><published>2008-07-03T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:00:02.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(: / 0307</title><content type='html'>Chinese Oral yesterday was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special really happened, and i was quite bored in school.&lt;br /&gt;Have been trying my very best not to fall asleep in class, and apparantly, i did. Except for 1 lesson, physics, that really made me feel like falling asleeeeeeeeeeeeep. But, well, i didn't in the end even know i wished i could. Uh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why so many people have been making their lives so pathetic. Or you can say, terrible? I don't know how to use that word. Or you can say that i don't even know what i am thinking about. It have been so long, that i really put my heart and soul into an examination. I mean, to be exact, i didn't once did. This is the very 1st time. of cause, i do hope that my friends will do the same like me. Studying hard and everything. But apparantly no one really does. -.- but yea, we are all trying, very hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-5901994462922171262?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5901994462922171262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=5901994462922171262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/5901994462922171262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/5901994462922171262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/0307.html' title='(: / 0307'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-3943588999387831155</id><published>2008-07-01T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:18:44.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRDNESTDRINK/0107</title><content type='html'>Im going to have my 'O' level oral tml.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i think my mum is too exaggerating. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;She cooked bird Nest for me to drink ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-3943588999387831155?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3943588999387831155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=3943588999387831155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3943588999387831155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3943588999387831155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/birdnestdrink0107.html' title='BIRDNESTDRINK/0107'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-2788162038519445992</id><published>2008-06-30T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:40:39.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOCKINGINCIDENT/3006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'We control our own life.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This have been my own belief ever since my past incidents. Now, I shall let this saying go. I would like, and also, hope those people who are having difficult times, to control your own life. Don't like problems and tortures control you.&lt;br /&gt;Hey dear, you can do it get me? Even though bad things may be happening to you now, it will pass. These bad things will pass, and eventually become memories only, nothing else. Now, your priority is still study. I know its heartbreaking, but please dear, stay strong. Only then you will be happy, only then you can continuing living for who you want to live for. Please, i will be praying for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the courage to do many things you want to do, but you chose to escape it by climbing up onto the ledge. Yet, god thinks that its not time for you to go yet. This is why, that prefect pulled you down from the ledge instead of seeing you jumping in front of her/his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Its you girl, you are special. You have that special courage that really glows. Remember the girl who took over the lead for SYF'07 and 'chionged' all the way till the end, even though obstacles kept preventing you from doing so. You are so courageous that i really salute you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like your specialness, you special way of delivering speeches, your special way of doing things that we all agree upon. Your special way of talking to your friends and cheering them up. But why can't you do all these by your own? Cheer yourself up, tell yourself you can do it, instead of just letting your own mind control you. remember, you control your own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't agree any bit to what you did to yourself today. It is really ridiculous. You know you have alot of friends and seniors/juniors to care for you. But why did you do such a thing? you know we all care. You know we all love you. You know that we are a team of lovely kids of our beloved mama. Girl, don't be silly already. Learn how to stand on your own two feets. Its the time to get all independant. &amp;amp; the future you, shall shine brightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that i may not be in any position to say such things to you. But girl, i treasure our friendship. I remember that in the past you used to come to me and say, "SENIOR!", you know how much i missed that? Until when you know my name, den you start to call me by my name. You know how many precious memories do we have? Even though its not alot, it is still a kind of memory that you should be thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices have consequences. what if you make up your mind to do somethings that you know that you will regret doing in the future? Have a clear mind. Think of what you should do now it the future, and not escape from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you girl. Stay strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-2788162038519445992?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2788162038519445992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=2788162038519445992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2788162038519445992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2788162038519445992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/shockingincident3006.html' title='SHOCKINGINCIDENT/3006'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-8990993427836975093</id><published>2008-06-28T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T07:21:19.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CFNIGHT/2706</title><content type='html'>This post is specially up for Miss Ho Cang Ning. ( :&lt;br /&gt;this is because she wasn't in school for CFN night yesterday at kranji secondary school. She was out with her boyfriend! RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had lotsa fun and i really didnt regret going over yesterday. It was the only time in the year that we were suppose and allowed to scream and shout all we want, and no teachers will scold us, or stop us from doing so. Because even the teachers starting cheering too!&lt;br /&gt;Many Many types of costumes i see yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Spartans,Eygtians,Mario,Japanese,China HuangDi,dieties,indians,terrorists,that death note L,nerds even MissWong, my PE teacher dressed up just like us when we were in school having lessons!! YES! she wore school uniform! haha. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had many folkdance competitions as well as singing competitions like past years. This year, kranji idol is Patricia. HAHA (: congrats!&lt;br /&gt;Well, last but not least, Kranji Fashion Parade, Sec 5s won. Because, we thought that it was our last year, so well my as well all do our best right :D Just hope that all of us will transfer our energy for playing to studies and do our very best in O levels. Just hope and wish sincerely that everyone can graduate from kranji secondary and come back as a class, with a different status-alumni. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass dance was absolutely great! We danced 4 times. 4 freaking times because of Siokyit's leading of shouting 'encore.encore..' HAHA.&amp;amp; MissTang started to play ghostrain. I didn't know that they started it. and i wasnt with them when we were dancing because i was dancing with hannah, jacq and steph. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i shall let the pictures speak for meeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270620086217.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/270620086217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270620086218.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/270620086218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270620086234.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/270620086234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270620086237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/270620086237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270620086241.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/270620086241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=270620086252.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/270620086252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01944.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 319px" height="740" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01944.jpg" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01949.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="513" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01949.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01955.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 516px" height="636" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01955.jpg" width="388" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01957.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 515px; HEIGHT: 309px" height="686" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01957.jpg" width="1024" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 526px; HEIGHT: 433px" height="559" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01963.jpg" width="562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01967.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 421px; HEIGHT: 509px" height="758" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01967.jpg" width="421" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01972.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="378" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01972.jpg" width="577" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01965.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 423px; HEIGHT: 531px" height="873" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01965.jpg" width="536" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage75.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/collage75.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage76.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/collage76.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01961.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 410px; HEIGHT: 402px" height="660" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01961.jpg" width="471" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT. thats the end. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Hope all those who went have fun.&lt;br /&gt;And let all those not there, enjoy these pictures too! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-8990993427836975093?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8990993427836975093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=8990993427836975093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8990993427836975093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8990993427836975093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/cfnight2706.html' title='CFNIGHT/2706'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-1638711458033450307</id><published>2008-06-27T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T01:44:41.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MANYTHINGS/2706</title><content type='html'>I have many things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My old blog, &lt;a href="http://teh-goodbyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://teh-goodbyes.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is available for views again.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap it is, after so long of processing. I think they took like about a month to get my blog ready for views again. That previous blog have been my very long friend and i have about 90posts over there. So, if you want to know me better, i think that is the blog that you would have to start on.&lt;br /&gt;However, i will still be using this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am going to school for &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cultural fiesta night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;Although its like almost impossible for me to attend some school's event or whatsoever. Ya, i've thought about it. Since its my last year in school, my as well go for every single thing in school la. And i must continue to maintain as a good girl in school. Or maybe, even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I think that &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;guys are treating girls as some asshole&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't tolerate this anymore and i'm going to make my stand. Girl's who two-timed with guys behind your boyfriend, you are worse than a jerk, more than a slut. I know that i'm at fault for scolding them words that are so crude, but what about them. Think of this, are the worthy of our respect? I don't even bother to care, and respect them so much anymore. In the future, once i know of these type of people, please, don't even bother coming and talk to me, trying to be my friend anymore. It's either you try your fucking best to hide it from me, or don't ever do such a thing. I will never forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I think I'm &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;too stressed up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; over 'O' levels already.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a loser. Small things like 'O' levels can already get me crazy. I think that i am so extremely useless at this point of time. I really couldn't tolerate anymore and i think that my brains are going to burst anytime. Whatever stupid fucking things i studied can no longer stay in my brains for long. I would end up crying from time to time. What the fuck is happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;quarrelled&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my mum today.&lt;br /&gt;I think that i'm seriously not at fault. From time to time i have been tolerating, have been trying my best to prevent all these stupid fucking quarrels. But from time to time, i have been appointed as an unfillial daughter who likes to quarrel with my mother for absolutely no fucking reason. Fine, than i shall be like this. Its not that i want to quarrel. If you guys know what fucking thing she did, you guys will be on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friends.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Do i still possess?&lt;br /&gt;I have been relying on friends too much. Until the extent that i think that it is absolutely well for them to include me into the group. yes i know that i'm very extra. I shouldn't be interrupting you guy's life. Im just like some strangers who came into you guy's world unknowingly and goes back into my own normal life again. Friends, do i still possess? Do they even care. Now, i only emo at home for no fucking reasons. What about the past? Where have all my friends gone to? Last time, my handphone will ring for at least 6times a day. And random questions like, 'what are you doing?', 'are you fine?' will just shoot out from their mouth. And smses, should be flowing like endlessly. my smses sued to burst every now and then. what about now? HAH. joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what is happening in my life now, and who can help me get out of this. But, apparantly, i dont even know what i am doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-1638711458033450307?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1638711458033450307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=1638711458033450307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1638711458033450307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1638711458033450307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/manythings2606.html' title='MANYTHINGS/2706'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-1675948586245518146</id><published>2008-06-26T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:54:01.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVEIS/2606</title><content type='html'>I thought that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't as easy to maintain as we all thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;Love requires commitment, as well as truthfulness between these 2 person.&lt;br /&gt;Love is simple; you just need your other partner to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Love is joy; you want to give your partner happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Love is unique; you have your own ways to love.&lt;br /&gt;Love is everything; you just one another in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Love is thinking of your partner every single second.&lt;br /&gt;Love is you &amp;amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;   ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly have the feeling and thoughts to write this thingy. ( :&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, O levels is getting so freaking near each day.&lt;br /&gt;我会连你的分一起坚持到最后. (:&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-1675948586245518146?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1675948586245518146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=1675948586245518146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1675948586245518146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1675948586245518146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/loveis2606.html' title='LOVEIS/2606'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-2277698753948695423</id><published>2008-06-22T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T03:49:59.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ECPDETAILS/2206</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;East Coast Park Trip!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was XiangWei's birthday yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;We went to ECP to celebrate her birthday like last year! ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had extreme fun over there! yay.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, we absolutely believe that everyone has the potential to have fun, even when our O levels are like, very the near. But we did not let it affect us in any way. Alright! I shall let the pictures speak for meeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//EDITEDD ( :&lt;br /&gt;24th June,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the pictures for that day!! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was made to wear this thingy, throughout the whole MRT ride. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01831.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 352px" height="554" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01831.jpg" width="425" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01830.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 252px; HEIGHT: 368px" height="557" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01830.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01832.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="487" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01832.jpg" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train to bedok. This is Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01839.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 376px" height="492" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01839.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; YANLING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01841.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="584" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01841.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy and KJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01845.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 310px" height="546" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01845.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01846.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 355px" height="505" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01846.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01854.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="557" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01854.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01857.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 255px; HEIGHT: 320px" height="471" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01857.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01863.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 308px; HEIGHT: 409px" height="536" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01863.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01865.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 303px; HEIGHT: 407px" height="574" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01865.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01866.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="324" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01866.jpg" width="457" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01867.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 359px" height="739" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01867.jpg" width="459" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing 'OLD MAID'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01869.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 340px" height="540" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01869.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01876.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 364px; HEIGHT: 321px" height="521" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01876.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guyss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01881.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="480" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01881.jpg" width="376" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiangWei &amp;amp; Yarkam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01882.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 476px; HEIGHT: 382px" height="531" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01882.jpg" width="503" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were testing out, how firm were the ropes. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01885.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 445px; HEIGHT: 255px" height="415" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01885.jpg" width="602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'FEI JI'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01887.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 427px; HEIGHT: 379px" height="496" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01887.jpg" width="427" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01889.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 389px; HEIGHT: 270px" height="390" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01889.jpg" width="523" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is QingCHeng doing to Yanling. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01890.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 353px; HEIGHT: 405px" height="757" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01890.jpg" width="563" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rei:"Prays hard. Get that Oldmaid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01907.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 538px; HEIGHT: 350px" height="617" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01907.jpg" width="604" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SeaWater, what is this for?&lt;br /&gt;Drinking? HAHA. QingCheng and kaiZhun drank that. ( :&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01908.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 539px; HEIGHT: 381px" height="523" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01908.jpg" width="578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01909.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 428px; HEIGHT: 345px" height="578" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01909.jpg" width="568" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01911.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 428px; HEIGHT: 360px" height="545" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01911.jpg" width="562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiangWei is the Old maid. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01913.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 459px" height="552" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01913.jpg" width="441" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revengeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01915.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 508px; HEIGHT: 414px" height="590" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01915.jpg" width="616" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what happen next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01917.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 329px; HEIGHT: 337px" height="576" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01917.jpg" width="487" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01919.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 354px; HEIGHT: 381px" height="411" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01919.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys were just busy watching the 'show' and playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01921.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 537px; HEIGHT: 459px" height="547" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01921.jpg" width="575" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it was time to pack up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01927.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 425px" height="591" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01927.jpg" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at KeatHong. : D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that marks the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01939.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 349px" height="466" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj170/THATbeach/DSC01939.jpg" width="504" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-2277698753948695423?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2277698753948695423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=2277698753948695423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2277698753948695423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2277698753948695423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/ecpdetails2206.html' title='ECPDETAILS/2206'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-1320131532516211</id><published>2008-06-21T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T07:57:49.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XWBDAY/2106</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo people! : D&lt;br /&gt;I went to east coast park (ecp) today!&lt;br /&gt;Had sunburns all over. AHH!.&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog about ecp tml. and pictures too!.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-1320131532516211?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1320131532516211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=1320131532516211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1320131532516211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/1320131532516211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/xwbday2106.html' title='XWBDAY/2106'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-5192282789114858694</id><published>2008-06-20T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T06:31:36.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUTWITHTANYA/2106</title><content type='html'>Went out with Tanya Ytd. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Bugis, to buy Tanya's things. She spent like $17 on heels, $23 on shorts there. So funny luh. Cause i like suddenly become a person who is very thrifty. I never really spend money. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, went to Far East Plaza. She bought 3 belts at only $10. Very cheap hor. And I dunno what she bought already. LOL. Anyway, i shall just post 1 unglam photo of hers. HAHAHA. and 1 proper photo. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SFuvgdZIKzI/AAAAAAAAABE/8qovPyJq5p0/s1600-h/DSC01822(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213953965792176946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SFuvgdZIKzI/AAAAAAAAABE/8qovPyJq5p0/s320/DSC01822(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; proper photo out of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ManyMany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lil-metoyou.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 1 more picture. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SFuvge6XDLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MnvvUrDB9J8/s1600-h/DSC01795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213953966199999666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SFuvge6XDLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MnvvUrDB9J8/s320/DSC01795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Tanya's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; unglam photo, also out of MANYMANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, Thats all folkkks!! ( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-5192282789114858694?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5192282789114858694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=5192282789114858694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/5192282789114858694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/5192282789114858694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/outwithtanya2106.html' title='OUTWITHTANYA/2106'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SFuvgdZIKzI/AAAAAAAAABE/8qovPyJq5p0/s72-c/DSC01822(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-2084698048480400284</id><published>2008-06-15T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T03:37:35.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh/15/08</title><content type='html'>Many Many things have been happening in my life recently, which is rather pathetic. So yea, I ain't have much time to hang around here. Just to tell you guys  that, no matter what happened, I still love you. HURAY!  ( :&lt;br /&gt;Pm  me in Msn/Call me anything.&lt;br /&gt;Will be most available 24/7 for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-2084698048480400284?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2084698048480400284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=2084698048480400284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2084698048480400284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/2084698048480400284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/sigh1508.html' title='Sigh/15/08'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-3440153329448667407</id><published>2008-06-03T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T03:35:39.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh/0306</title><content type='html'>I'm so sorry peeeps. ):&lt;br /&gt;I am very the restricted by my mum. Cannot keep using computer alreadys. RAWR. ):&lt;br /&gt;OKay le laaa.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot use liao laaa.&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys. ):&lt;br /&gt;Shall update when i'm frekaing the free. When I got nothing to do online.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me updated on your blogs,&lt;br /&gt;or ring/sms me up ok. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-3440153329448667407?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3440153329448667407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=3440153329448667407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3440153329448667407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3440153329448667407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/heh.html' title='Heh/0306'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-482067646903620285</id><published>2008-06-01T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T07:50:46.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random/0106</title><content type='html'>will post tomorrow about Chinpin's birthday celebration (:&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-482067646903620285?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/482067646903620285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=482067646903620285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/482067646903620285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/482067646903620285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/06/random0106.html' title='Random/0106'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-697310387083191131</id><published>2008-05-30T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T04:19:35.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad/3005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday CPTeo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy over Taiwan shows recently.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, shows = think of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, these shows always reminds me of him. HAH. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-697310387083191131?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/697310387083191131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=697310387083191131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/697310387083191131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/697310387083191131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/05/sad3005.html' title='Sad/3005'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-6260008502974962938</id><published>2008-05-28T05:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T05:29:04.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FriendshipFragile/2805</title><content type='html'>I hate this okay. Life Really Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship, is it really that unstable. Why can't people around us treat us like how we treat them. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Why must it always be like this.  Friendship, really that fragile?&lt;br /&gt;In the past, when those people who told me, " You are my best friend. ( : " I usually believe them. Now, many many happenings proved me so wrong. I shall just list two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Crystal. You should know what you did to me. I don't have to mention anything about it. Stealing your best friend's boyfriend. Is this how you treat a best friend? ) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Alex asshole. Stupid kor. Why must you go believe him, and let him use your bank account. Even though for ONCE, he still treats us as a friend. That time, when I'm in need, still will pose as my fake boyfriend. BUT NOW? See lah. Now what happen to you? In the past, both of you brother here, brother there. Now? You are all by yourself kor. What about him? Even if he goes inside with you , whats the point. You are innocent you know. &lt;b&gt;Stupid&lt;/b&gt;. Is this called friendship?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I can't believe this.&lt;br /&gt;Kor, please. Take care of yourself. Please, you will forever be my korkor. After you come out, still my good korkor ok. I still love you. Please, come out le remember to contact me. I love you korkor. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friendship. Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;When you need me, im your bestfriend. When you don't need me, kick me aside. Ohreally. I'm your best friend. Let's see if i believe you in the future. I will be very very careful in making friends from now onward. I will only conclude, after 5years of friendship, except for those really very special ones, to me.  ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't trust friends as much already. I've seen 2 incidents that happened in my life, that really affect me alot. Hais. Whatever lah.  : (&lt;br /&gt;Kor, update me okay. Whatever happens, i will stay by your side de. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; its not very easy to maintain a close relationship with someone. Please, don't spoil the trust between 2 person especially your close friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-6260008502974962938?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6260008502974962938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=6260008502974962938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/6260008502974962938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/6260008502974962938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/05/friendshipfragile2805.html' title='FriendshipFragile/2805'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-3749914125053640705</id><published>2008-05-27T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:35:54.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kailinbirthday/2705</title><content type='html'>Kailin's birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a cake for her, although it cost me $2.50 only. HAHA. :x&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today had the 1st lesson of the June Holidays. Kinda bored, and as usual, Miss L(cube)'s lesson bore me the most. I was yawning all the while la. And i feel so ashamed, cos Miss Lim keep looking at me. HAHA :x  Maybe cos i was yawning all the while ba. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lesson I was sitting alone. From Miss Lim's lesson to Social Studies, to Maths lesson. Oh well ):  Even though it is alright la, but very bored ley, keep sitting alone. Hais. Nevermind, xi guan jiu hao ba, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these few days, i have been crazily crazy over 3 shows:&lt;br /&gt;1) 命中注定我爱你 Fated to love&lt;br /&gt;2) 翻滚吧蛋炒饭 Rolling love&lt;br /&gt;3) 放羊的星星 My lucky star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few shows, very nice. Recommended okay. ( :&lt;br /&gt;These shows have been my recent de-stress factors.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. I shall continue my 放羊的星星 episode 2. HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-3749914125053640705?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3749914125053640705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=3749914125053640705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3749914125053640705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3749914125053640705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/05/kailinbirthday2705.html' title='Kailinbirthday/2705'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-8986993520563353138</id><published>2008-05-26T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:05:15.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KailinResult/2605</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kailin's result!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omg, im so proud of her (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ENGLISH: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;51.0 &lt;strong&gt;C6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;74.5 &lt;strong&gt;A2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHEMATICS: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;70.6 &lt;strong&gt;A2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;75.9 &lt;strong&gt;A1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;64.0 &lt;strong&gt;B4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;T: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;77.7 &lt;strong&gt;A1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ART: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;63.8 &lt;strong&gt;B4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 477.5/700&lt;br /&gt;Percentage: 68.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Class position: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Level position: 12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L1R4 Aggregate: 12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 aggregate: 16&lt;br /&gt;Attendance: 93/93&lt;br /&gt;Conduct: VERY GOOD&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Kailin is a motivated learner and hardworking student. She has&lt;br /&gt;shown it by obtaining four distinctions. However, she needs to pay more&lt;br /&gt;attention on English to improve further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is seriously her 1st time attaining such wonderful results. (:&lt;br /&gt;(If only i could too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-8986993520563353138?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8986993520563353138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=8986993520563353138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8986993520563353138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8986993520563353138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/05/kailinresult2605.html' title='KailinResult/2605'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-8294116131037075754</id><published>2008-05-26T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:49:33.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese'O's/2605</title><content type='html'>It was my Chinese 'O' Level exam just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fright. I know that this isn't the 1st time that i am going into the hall with so many people to take the same exam. But, despite so many warnings and lecturings, i stumbled the whole paper 1.  Gone. Anyway, if you guys are interested, the first thing i did when i get into the freaking examination hall was to take out my almighty permanent marker, and vandalise the table with one word, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'calm!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its rather hilarious but, trust me. I was shivering.&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me, if i can give up my O levels. I'm very tired already. I feel like giving up everything. I don't want O's ley,  ._.   Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the paper 1 was very tough. Paper 2 was relatively Okay. Bro's junior in CCHMS said that the paper wasn't as easy as they thought. So, in short, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was not an easy paper&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, if anyone tell you that the paper is &lt;strong&gt;VERY&lt;/strong&gt; easy, the person is lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, luckily bran didn't affect me alot for today's paper. Maybe, 0.001% bah, i guess. Truth hurts, and it is really very hurting and, if this incident did not happened for a very long time already. The same thing might happen like when i was in sec 3. &lt;em&gt;(Close friends will know.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell,&lt;br /&gt;from today till 'O' level dates, 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;4 months, 5 subjects.&lt;em&gt; ( go and die liying.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NIGHTMARE.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From tomorrow's lessons onwards.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Miss L(cube)'s lessons, i think i'm going to sleep tomorrow in school. HEH. Total Pawnage. But of cause, only for her lesson i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall go and get my 'beauty' sleep le. I'm so tired. So tired of having to face everything. At least sleeping, for that short 7 hours, I can escape from reality. It will not be myself having to face everything alone, battling. I can sleep, rest my minds, and not going into any forms of battles, until i wake up the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, my dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-8294116131037075754?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8294116131037075754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=8294116131037075754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8294116131037075754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/8294116131037075754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/05/chineseos2605.html' title='chinese&apos;O&apos;s/2605'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-4380385910013491328</id><published>2008-05-24T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T06:56:31.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple/2405</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is a slacking day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really study today. Just flipped through abit of chinese notes. Guess tomorrow will be the chionging time ba. Haha. Because, its kinda emo today. LOL. Woke up &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; late and missed school. Broke the promise of going to meet yarkam to go studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omygosh. Chinese exam is SOOOOO near! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went to the temple yesterday&lt;/span&gt;, and i was told by him that i am very &lt;s&gt;soft hearted&lt;/s&gt; and i cry alot. HAHAHAHA.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He too said that i'm very stressed up, and asked me not to give myself too much stress, because i might go haywire, if i really turn like shit. LOLs. Thats also one reason that I did not really study today. He gave me and Auntie Mary's son 1 question also. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Which is, he placed one stick on the table, is it possible to use 1 finger to hold up that stick.&lt;/span&gt; I did as my instinct told me. I used my middle finger to press on the stick. 1st try, it didn't work, 2nd try it dropped half way, but I did it at the 3rd try. It stayed on my finger because I pressed really hard on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave this question because it has a reason behind it. We have to try many times for things to succeed. It might not be only 2 failing experiences, it might be 2 times more, 3 times, or 10 times more. However, we should not give up in whatever we are doing. Just continue trying, and you might just end up like me. (: succeeding in any challenges given!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, i learnt alot during yesterday's trip to the temple. (: woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To Hannah dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;please ignore whatever he has to say. Now, i've really seen him clearly already luh. ._. But since he has already told you what he meant in his heart. You should just forget him already! ARGH. pleaseeeee. don't let him be the 2nd qr ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp; as for you, good luck. Study hard. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-4380385910013491328?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4380385910013491328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=4380385910013491328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4380385910013491328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/4380385910013491328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/05/temple2405.html' title='Temple/2405'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-3854051409943304164</id><published>2008-05-23T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T06:56:58.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities/2305</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The last day of school chinese intensive revision was yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened throughout the whole lecture, and i learnt alot of things. I was quite satisfied with the mock paper that i did yesterday, even though I didn't manage to complete it. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;51/70.&lt;/span&gt; *Pats shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have yet met my aim. My aim is&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A1&lt;/span&gt;, not &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A2&lt;/span&gt;. Jiayou Liying. You know that life has been such a misery to me, and recently, things haven't been going very smoothly. You know that exams are your priorities, and you are not allowed to think of other things. You also should know whats your dreams, your aims, your wishes. &lt;em&gt;"I won't want them to remain as its original state, im going to fulfil them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is Chinese, im so going to strive. Talking, and not doing makes no sense at all. Thus, i'm going to do intensive chinese MYSELF during these 2days. Friends taking 'O's, too please studyy! (: So that we can score good results together ok.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am so bewildered now. heh. Don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am trying my best to be at the best state ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;No more courage to think of the past, and the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;boy, im sorry ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take cares!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-3854051409943304164?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3854051409943304164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=3854051409943304164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3854051409943304164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3854051409943304164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/05/priorities.html' title='Priorities/2305'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1727127143419147039.post-3578056759940227142</id><published>2008-05-22T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T06:57:22.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE results/2205</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New blog. New Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys &lt;u&gt;should&lt;/u&gt; know that my blog got blocked for totally &lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt; reason, at &lt;a href="http://teh-goodbyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://teh-goodbyes.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . So, i have moved my blog from there to here. I am really very upset about that spam blog matter, because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) I didn't do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) I love my previous blog, because it contained alot of memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) I hate changing urls,after i have totally got used to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. This is just life. Maybe, God wants me to forget Bran. Well, only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,today's school was kind of boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, we were busying preparing for chinese O level, which is coming on &lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Goodness, 4 more days if you realised. I am &lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt; anxious, excited. Yet, at the same time, afraid. I am afriad that I would fair badly. Rawr. I've been getting really bad grades for Mock Tests these few days. Especially Paper2. Paper 1, I did pretty well. Like seriously. Getting &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;55.5/70&lt;/span&gt; for Paper 1 is really a relief for me. BUT, Getting grades like &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;34/70&lt;/span&gt; for Paper 2, is totally No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Strive hard please Wang Liying. Wake up from your dreamland. Stay awake, so that you can get your &lt;strong&gt;dream grades&lt;/strong&gt; please liying. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy is going to instill this plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Using computer, 1st hour will be free-of-charge. 2nd hour onwards, 1hr $2.&lt;/span&gt; (Like LAN shop hor). &lt;/em&gt;So Next time, you all want to come my house and use computer also must pay money liaos. Hahaha. This plan will start on June 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Using aircon, $2 each time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;This plan will also start on 1st June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot blame my mum also, because the electricity bills really rise up &lt;u&gt;alot&lt;/u&gt;. And because of the stupid hot weather, air con is frequently on. ): And thus, causing my household electricity bills to be $300 for last month. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Sian,got back results today. Thanks Mr Chua for defending me, so that my mummy can leave the classroom still having a smile. Haha. But don't spoil my determination ley, i want get 6points for O levels ma, even though its hard luh. =/&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy gave me an ultimate thrashing just now. Fcuk please. For results again. Yes, cause of poor results. I passed only 2subjects, and he was not happy luh. Then, we sort of quarrelled cause he keep telling me i'm still going to get such grades for O levels. But definitely, I'm going to prove him wrong. &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;these grades are a 'no-no' for me already&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to study so hard people, please encourage me along the way, you know i need them. I work well with encouragements! (:&lt;br /&gt;Of cause, the motivation list on the left column is definitely of help to me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;There's a time for us to love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;a time for us to hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;However, now its the time for me to forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;or a time to stop day-dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You will never,ever come back to my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because i will never allow to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Although yes, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Study Hard. My friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1727127143419147039-3578056759940227142?l=the-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3578056759940227142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1727127143419147039&amp;postID=3578056759940227142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3578056759940227142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1727127143419147039/posts/default/3578056759940227142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/05/reportslip-for-mye.html' title='MYE results/2205'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
