<?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-26041092</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:13:16.659+08:00</updated><category term='home'/><category term='randomness'/><category term='seksi'/><category term='ME'/><category term='hates'/><category term='Singapore'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='funny'/><category term='church'/><category term='books'/><category term='rock climbing'/><category term='family'/><category term='death'/><category term='stars'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='LOVE'/><category term='guides'/><category term='sick'/><category term='fun'/><category term='school'/><category term='dance'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>clare's life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-4528308733797216246</id><published>2012-01-30T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T23:41:39.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, I met up with Marcus and Colin and we got talking about what kind of guy I was looking for... this was said under a game of 'Truth or Dare'.. well mostly Truth anyways.. And while I used to say I knew what I wanted in a guy... I think as I grow I look for something different.. Some of the qualities I would look for in a guy would include...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone who appreciates good music (i.e. oldies and such... similar music taste at least)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone who likes or would tolerate watching musicals or Disney Movies with me :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone who can appreciate my goofiness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has to be POKEABLE and Fun to hang with&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He ABSOLUTELY has to be TALLER than me. (at least by 10cm)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has to be catholic or willing to convert.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He need not be Handsome to everyone, just special to me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has to be accepted by my family (duh)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has to be able to understand my quirks, good points and bad points&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He HAS to be the kind of person I can share my secrets with&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has to have a good personality (i.e.Gentleman, Sociable etc.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IS THAT HE HAS TO BE MY BEST FRIEND. to be there for me in my horrid days, not to cheer me up but to lend a listening ear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far... that's as far as my list goes.lols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-4528308733797216246?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4528308733797216246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=4528308733797216246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4528308733797216246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4528308733797216246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/recently-i-met-up-with-marcus-and-colin.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6501894881653692667</id><published>2011-06-29T09:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T09:56:22.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shouldn't be feeling like this. make it go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6501894881653692667?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6501894881653692667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6501894881653692667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6501894881653692667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6501894881653692667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-shouldnt-be-feeling-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-9011531686295474136</id><published>2011-04-12T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:44:39.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what is it about romance stories that draws me to them? Everyone keeps saying that I like to read them because I'm like reading porn with all those 'scenes'. But I think what draws me to these books is that they allow me to dream. I mean I doubt I would ever get a guy like that, not in Singapore anyways(no offense to S'pore guys). Singapore is such a wonderful place to live in but the choices of guys around are rather sparse. we have 4 million people in singapore, 2 million are guys and only about a good quarter of that are guys within my age group, which leaves me with 250,000 guys to look at.however,most likely at least half of them are attached which leaves me with 125,000 guys.out of these 125,000 guys,about another half of them are younger than me which leaves 62,500 guys out there who are older or same age as me. now out of these 62,500 guys out there who are unattached,older or same age as me, only about a quart of them would be catholics which leaves me 15,625 guys to choose from.Now, out of these 15,625 guys, at least ten percent of them would be smokers,which i am not attracted too which therefore leaves 14,063 guys. now that seems like a much smaller number but lets say I'm not interested in all my male friends(and i do have a lot) that leaves me with 13,963. That being said,its still a huge number of guys i could eventually fall in love with right? now lets review what kind of guy i want: -he MUST be Catholic or willing to convert -he should be at least 1.7m tall -he Must have a good personality -he MUST MUST be pokeable -he has to be able to fit into my crazy loud family,meaning he cannot be SHY -he doesn't have to like reading but he should not dislike that I like to read. -if possible let him have a six pack -if possible let him have been a scout:P -if possible let him be rich $$ -if possible let him be musically inclined:) now is this list so 'hardcore' no right? but some guys think it is.i wonder why. why do i love romance novels so much? i haven't answered that question yet have i? simple.in these novels,I enjoy reading the coming together of the guy and girl. for example, the female lead and the male lead may butt heads with each other while being attracted to each other and then somewhere along the storyline, the whole chemistry changes and like they become closer and they share personal stuff.how the emotional stuff really gets to me.like how they can have a proper conversation without sounding stupid or bimbotic.how if a guy can't get his girl,he doesnt give up because he wants her so much.the scenes are a bonus of course.lol.and like the way a guy looks matter of course..if he has brown hair,i think its a turn on.and he has muscles and abs...MAJOR turn on baby.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-9011531686295474136?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9011531686295474136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=9011531686295474136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/9011531686295474136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/9011531686295474136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-is-it-about-romance-stories-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-674544771047738079</id><published>2011-03-31T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:23:25.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess it's time to grow up. New school, new house,new beginnings.&lt;div&gt;I won't be that bothersome person to you anymore.I won't ask you to give me a lift anywhere,I won't bother you with silly questions when you get home and go to your room.I won't ask you to join me for dinner, I won't talk to you unless you talk to me. I will leave you alone, I won't ask you for anything unless it has to do with electronics and my bro can't help me and I won't ask for help unless for something important such as my school fees etc.I'll try not to bother you or talk to you or make you feel used. That seems to be what you want doesn't it. Cause as much as I love you,every time you yell at me for something I didn't do and won't listen to any reason or explanation,I begin to dislike you more and more and I don't want that so I'll just ignore being in the same place alone with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't ask you to pick me up nowadays because I'm afraid if you do, you'll just start scolding me and no matter how much I tell myself not to let it affect me cause i didn't do anything wrong,I still cry because I'm so damn hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-674544771047738079?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/674544771047738079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=674544771047738079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/674544771047738079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/674544771047738079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-guess-its-time-to-grow-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6726394492249708387</id><published>2011-01-12T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T23:12:30.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well to put it simply,i didn't do well for Os. i scored 20 pts,which puts me in the rather shit area actually. I might not be putting psych as my first choice anymore though I still wanna go but after consideration and advice from family and friends,it might actually be wise not to put psych as my first choice,no matter how much i want to do it. as my mother did point out,i can always do psych in uni,if i'm still passionate bout it. the thought of going to a different poly than my siblings scares me but then again, when i go there,i wouldnt be known as aaron-james sister or sarah-maries sister,there i can get a chance to be myself and to make a name for myself.maybe this is really god's way of telling me i'm not ready now,to grow up first considering i've taken not going to psych pretty well today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6726394492249708387?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6726394492249708387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6726394492249708387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6726394492249708387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6726394492249708387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-to-put-it-simplyi-didnt-do-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8704975410046068952</id><published>2011-01-08T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T02:11:52.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In approximately 2 days,I will know my fate,meaning...I will be getting back my 'O' Level results at 1.30. it's possibly one of the most nerve wrecking days I've experienced and I HAVEN'T even gotten my results back yet. Just the mere thought of getting it back is totally stressing me out. I wanna get into a Polytechnic,preferably Temasek Polytechnic Psychology course, BUT it's 9 pts to get in and at least 8 pts to guarantee a spot there. Most know I'm not that smart so if i can get as low as 9 is a true miracle by itself. I have no desire to go to Junior College so for those who read this(if anyone) pls pls pls continue to pray for me that I will be able to go into the poly of my choice and the course of my choice. Pray that this is the route that God wants me to take so I leave this all into his capable hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8704975410046068952?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8704975410046068952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8704975410046068952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8704975410046068952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8704975410046068952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-approximately-2-daysi-will-know-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-5934521670604874361</id><published>2010-11-24T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:13:52.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an end to a wonderful chapter</title><content type='html'>after 8 years, perhaps my longest journey yet, i've decided to call it quits. Though i have more time on my hands now i want to slow things down and enjoy life. It first started in pri 2, under t instruction of my piano teacher but years later long after i've stopped piano, i'm finally giving up t one thing that meant so much to me, i'm leaving t choir. It's a choice i've been contemplating for awhile now, mainly for two reasons. 1, i don't fit in there at all and 2, cause t time is right, well it's now or never!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-5934521670604874361?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5934521670604874361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=5934521670604874361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5934521670604874361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5934521670604874361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/11/end-to-wonderful-chapter.html' title='an end to a wonderful chapter'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8191795540874972155</id><published>2010-11-16T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T23:24:14.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why won't you help me! I just need someone to CARE but you're just too busy right? I'm just about going mad and all you can do is sit there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8191795540874972155?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8191795540874972155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8191795540874972155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8191795540874972155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8191795540874972155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-wont-you-help-me-i-just-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3890653199158906429</id><published>2010-11-07T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:52:23.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd jan 2001</title><content type='html'>what is so significant about this date? As of 3rd jan 2010 it marked t 10 years since i first started studying in an ij school.And on 15 nov 2010 it will mark t end of this 10 years as i finish my o levels and close this chapter behind me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i lie in bed staring at my school uniform hanging at my cupboard door i cannot help but feel a sense of nostalgia and melancholy as i think back of all t time i spent in first olgc and then sjc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering pri 1 was surreal. Starting out in a new school, an all girls school, was like woah. I remember, along with felicia, my neighbour then, waiting for t school bus which was running late with both our mothers waiting with us. I remember t name tag we had to wear, t huge tacky ones that seemed really big to our 6 year old bodies. Walking up t stairs in t porch, taking in all t young girls playing catch with their friends while we were led to our classrooms. Meeting t rest of our class, 1faith, and our new form teacher miss alberquequer and meeting with our buddy sisters. I'll always remember my buddy sisters namely because all their names like mine started with c. My first buddy sister though i can't remember her name any longer i remember she was tall skinny and quiet, but very helpful esp to a young innocent(then) girl learning how to queue up and buy food and spending contact time together. I also remember my buddy sister after that. Cassandra. I always thought she didn't like me much and she left t school when i was bout pri3 to israel or something like that.(oddly enough i met her again in sec school when her younger sister, vanessa entered into my school.) &lt;br /&gt;Over t course of that first year i remember esther, of course, my best friend(what else were you at that age) who passed away t red house girls who became quite good friends of mine then: marian, larissa,renia, anna joseph just to name some. How we had to have cheer practise and how i would always be shouting t loudest(hey it was fun can't blame t kid) how in PRI1 i committed my biggest boo boo ever. I forged my mother's signature. Not something i'm proud of then or now but i was quite a brat then(still am a little now) i got caught naturally.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In pri2 i joined chinese dance(only because my mother felt i should accompany felicia home) in pri3 i joined badminton after mrs chia, then t badminton teacher in charge, asked me to join t team because i had attended some badminton training course in june t year before and t coach there, coach russell was t coach in my school. I can still remember him saying 'don't point your finger out if not i'll chop it off and make curry finger' i took him seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pri 3 was also t time i joined brownies. I remember my father telling me to go up to some teacher named mrs margaret tay and tell her who i am and that i wanna join brownies. Apparently my dad and her go way back and on my first day of school or something he talked to her to tell her to let me in to brownies in pri3.i somewhat recall a vague memory but i don't noe if it's true. Anyways i joined as t youngest member as most are only allowed to join in pri4 so i was t baby there. I initially felt awkward there cause i was t small kid among t big kids but eventually seniors like erica, beverly and tania helped me settle in, teach me t ropes. I also recall being really scared of senior karen cause she was really fierce. But also very nice. We completed so many test in one session and if bl tay couldn't sign for us, karen did. Camp was t most exciting part of all my years there. My first camp i was well not scared of being away from home but not confident either. My group totally helped me settle in telling me jokes, making fun of kor li jie while she was asleep cause i couldn't sleep. Of learning where were t good places to change clothes if you didn't wanna rush to t toilet, t manito game, t fake campfire and of where my love for whacko came about. As t years went by i now knew that every year during camp karen would give us this huge scolding only to cry on t last day. How when we broke camp we left according to t month we were born in. How when my batch of ppl came in althea joyce and i joined and became one group to complete our test together, to get our brownie wings before we graduated. Of course it wasn't just t three Of us. There was audrey, melanie, marian, tan min, si min, denise song just to name some. We had a blast. Brownies is t one place where all our sessions consisted of dancing round t toadstool at t start, going into our small groups to complete test, gathering for sing along and games and finishing it off dancing at t toadstool. I actually miss that. I remember t first time we had a parade and i became parade commander leading t other brownies and all. I never felt so proud before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember t old olgc when t canteen was next to t stairs of t pri1 classrooms, t music room, t front porch where we said our recess prayer and played catching, t office where i made friends with t admin stuff, t garden of peace where we played some dot game and spider web. T canteen where t malay aunty sold prata on friday and seaweed everyday, t snack stall aunty who made a mean crabmeat sandwich and uncle abraham who would look really fierce but was a real softie. T staffroom that was open to t students and t cca board that held all t details of all t activities. (i always thought choir was pronounced as chore.) t side gate leading to t convent and t church. T dental bus and t dentist i made friends with, t pe room where t weights for training was and t considerably small courtyard. I also remember t yearly parties held by t faith class(my class till pri4) held during teachers day cum celebration of mine and andrea claire's birthday. I also remember all if not most of my teachers who ever taught me:&lt;br /&gt;1 faith&lt;br /&gt;miss karen alberquequer as t form teacher and english teacher.&lt;br /&gt;2 faith&lt;br /&gt;Mrs catherine chan as t form and math teacher&lt;br /&gt;3faith&lt;br /&gt;Miss cecilia chua as t form and english as well as maths teacher.&lt;br /&gt;4faith&lt;br /&gt;Miss irene le initially as form and english and then mrs yvonne tseng as form and maths teacher&lt;br /&gt;5love&lt;br /&gt;Mdm jin as coform and chinese teacher and mrs janet chua as coform and maths and science teacher.&lt;br /&gt;6love&lt;br /&gt;Mrs janet chua as coform maths and science teacher and miss alberquequer as coform and english teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Also other teacher that taught me were mrs ng, wu 老师, 张老师( t short one)金老师, miss seng as t various chinese teachers, mr sze toh(who i did NOT have a crush on ) miss felicia peck as t pe teacher miss constance tan as t art teacher with perfect english, miss jolene yang n miss mah as t ss teacher, sze toh too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are t memories that i will forever treasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once an ij girl, forever and always a true blue ij girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3890653199158906429?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3890653199158906429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3890653199158906429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3890653199158906429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3890653199158906429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/11/3rd-jan-2001.html' title='3rd jan 2001'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-7110876120410851433</id><published>2010-09-10T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:10:58.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH IS ENOUGH</title><content type='html'>sometimes when things get really piss-worthy, i try to hold it in,if not i tell it to other people,but enough is enough. i can't take it anymore. I'M NOT INVISIBLE! i try to fit in around you but obviously that ain't enough. you leave me out like rather OBVIOUSLY when everyone else is talking bout it, i just pretend NOT to notice or to act blur cause it'll probably be awkward if i tell them 'oh i wasn't invited'. I've been played by people more often than i can count because i let them in too easily but I can't take it anymore. you see me as this little kid that can easily be pushed around and I'M NOT.I'm 16 not 8 anymore.I do not appreciate being thought of as 'a guy' like when there are TWO girls present you'll just say 'oh its just her(not me) only' like HELLO?what am I? INVISIBLE or a guy? i thought i could take it but i can't. NOT ANYMORE. i can't do this anymore.i quit.it's time you stop seeing me as a mere child but as someone who is growing up and i cannot and WILL not take crap like this again.even if it takes me 10yrs,I'm not gonna come back.its been one heck of a journey but I'm cutting all ties.it's getting too sickening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-7110876120410851433?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7110876120410851433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=7110876120410851433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7110876120410851433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7110876120410851433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/enough-is-enough.html' title='ENOUGH IS ENOUGH'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6393509291413541072</id><published>2010-09-05T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:57:05.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow i've just passed my sweet 16 and well..i can't even believe I made it this far.Haha... well it's getting closer to O levels, the last leg in my secondary school life. I gotta give all i got cause well..I can't afford to fail.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back these past 4 years in SJC, i can't say I loved every moment of it.sec1 and sec 2 were living hells for me.i wasn't able to fit in  well with all the cliques but come sec3 and sec 4 i gelled well with the class i must say and i've managed to find a bunch of really good trustworthy friends who accept me for all my crazy nonsense. not just in school but in church as well. people i never expected will be my friends turn out to be those who become my really close friends. i can only praise god for giving me these awesome times and awesome memories to treasure always. and not only did i make such awesome friends but i also managed to find something i could really enjoy,AVA.its been such great fun learning and applying all i've learnt into AVA from the proper way to use the mikes to making someone sound like darth Varder.haha it's really fun and i gotta thank Mr sim for allowing me to be posted there.i've really come to love it and i hope that those taking over from me will love it as much as i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i turned 16 i thought back bout all the friends i've lost and those that i've gained,the memories of all good and bad stuff and i've come to realize i hate looking myself in the camera.looks so unnatural.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6393509291413541072?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6393509291413541072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6393509291413541072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6393509291413541072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6393509291413541072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/wow-ive-just-passed-my-sweet-16-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1211519034223145290</id><published>2010-06-14T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:43:22.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK i know i haven't posted in like ages but i seriously doubt anyone comes to read anyways. yea,anyways...you know how you always see smokers like everywhere you go and like you find it really annoying?well i do and i somehow always just feel like screaming at them,grabbing them pointing to t road and telling them that's how their freaking LUNGS look like right now! and like recently was the world tobacco day or something?well i see so many smokers per week i finally realise what they are. they are COLD BLOODED MURDERERS. why do i say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it. someone who smokes around people cause them to inhale the fumes right? and inhaling it can cause stuff like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pneumonomicroscopicsilconvolsanoaniscosis&lt;/span&gt;(lung cancer) which usually leads to t lungs collapsing and eventually dying.they're not only killing themselves but killing those around them as well and they don't seem to care! like they continue smoking which really pisses me of. i mean seriously if you freaking just want to kill yourself,why put yourself through all this torture?you'd probably die a slow painful death anyways. they think smoking is so cool just cause everyone else is doing it.so like if everyone else is like eating sh*t,you'd eat it as well. i mean yea t temptation is there but obviously those in school clearly do not pay attention cause they would have learned during like science that a fag consist of like 4000 dangerous chemicals and like 40 cancer causing ones! like seriously,there's a cheaper,faster way of dying you know. sometimes i really feel like shaking them and telling them to piss off but obviously i don't. i just make sure i don't inhale as much of the smoke as possible. people say its rude to like wave your hand to disperse the smell cause its in front of people etc but i say WHY should we care if we're rude when its our HEALTH,our LIVES at stake.these people ought to feel guilty,to know that people are looking down on them.they ought to feel offended cause by lighting up they're already causing offense to the others around them. OBVIOUSLY many have never thought bout that. i really admire those who quit smoking.for whatever the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they want to kill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt;?i say just go into a room and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt; all ventilation and just smoke the entire pack of fags. SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is all i have to say bout smoking.look out for more! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1211519034223145290?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1211519034223145290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1211519034223145290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1211519034223145290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1211519034223145290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/ok-i-know-i-havent-posted-in-like-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1591455604604363476</id><published>2010-05-28T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:35:21.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life sucks.deal with it.</title><content type='html'>I'm not showing you attitude. I'm just finally learning not to get my hopes up, cause every time we have something planned,something comes up one way or another and whatever we're supposed to be doing is either cancelled or postponed indefinitely. i used to get so worked up,so psyched up bout going then when we don't go I'll be like really disappointed and go totally emo or just stone around thinking what can i do now?so now I've just grown out of my silly naive self and don't get to psyched up until i know for certain that we're really going out. at least if the plans fall through i have a back up plan of my own. so I'm really not showing you 'attitude' I'm just growing up and learning bout reality,life and how it really lets you down sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(neither is this a rant,I'm just saying.hope you understand)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1591455604604363476?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1591455604604363476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1591455604604363476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1591455604604363476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1591455604604363476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-sucksdeal-with-it.html' title='life sucks.deal with it.'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-9188012029357003135</id><published>2010-05-12T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T15:05:23.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey world. ie anyone who actually reads my blog like anymore.so now is the exam period n i know im supposed to be studying but a girl gotta take a break.haha. well the past month has really been awesome.i think this yr seems to be a rather good year so far. i've gotten closer with my classmates,a feat never done before so YAY me, n have found wonderful friends who are always there for me to talk rubbish but yet have mature normal conversations with.i swear its so hard to find teens who actually read and are fighting over a book i borrowed.lols. i hope to maintain this friendship for a long time to come:)&lt;br /&gt;and to my bestie of all besties,(L)you're really awesome!poke poke giant.&lt;br /&gt;ok no one knows who im talking bout so who cares.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;baby baby baby ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;baby baby baby noo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-9188012029357003135?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9188012029357003135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=9188012029357003135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/9188012029357003135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/9188012029357003135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-4526227567155297641</id><published>2010-04-02T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:55:58.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well world,for the past five weeks i've been trying to abstain from playing facebook games as it has become an addiction of late. and with this yr being an important year, what better way to cure it by offering it up as a sacrifice to god during this period of lent. granted it was easier than expected as i did not have time to use the computer but when i did it was really difficult as i don't have anything to do after clearing out my inbox. i can safely say that i am no longer addicted to these games and that while everyday will be a temptation to fall back into that easy routine to play games but i will try not to.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy easter in advance everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus christ has risen.let's rejoice and be glad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-4526227567155297641?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4526227567155297641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=4526227567155297641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4526227567155297641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4526227567155297641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-worldfor-past-five-weeks-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1203880757912095695</id><published>2010-02-12T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:58:53.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well..today was a good day in school! haha.was boring in the morning but fine...english was like the most...emotional time of the school day for me.haha. we were asked "if we could change a moment/event that happened to us,what will it be and why?"&lt;br /&gt;well i thought hard,i could pick the most obvious one but i decided not to cause even though that happened,something good did come out of it. i realised that over the years,god has given me a whole lot of shit to handle but every time i get through,i know that behind all that shit,something good happened. ANYWAYS,back to my story,i wrote down that i wished that i had seen esther before she died and i guess i thought i could handle it,after all it's been like 9 years,but i started crying...in front of my class... i was like shit man..but thankfully,my group people came up to support me in the end so thanks:) then like the lit girls and the rest of my class were super nice,they totally didnt laugh at me but they were like totally sympathetic and i really appreciated it but i started crying again.heh. but im glad that it happened today,i felt.....fresh..and alive. so thanks guys! esp evonne,ethel,felicia,leah,jeannine,michell,annabel,jamie,dil and all those who comforted and talked to me:) (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1203880757912095695?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1203880757912095695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1203880757912095695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1203880757912095695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1203880757912095695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8758128901746324269</id><published>2010-02-10T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:19:45.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY WORLD(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; i doubt anyone actually reads my blog at all.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;) sec4 life has been so hectic that this is the first time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; back before 6.school has been crazy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cca&lt;/span&gt; and all..ah the perks of being sec4.but makes u feel damn old.been between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt; n medical appointments and all,i sometimes barely have lunch,like a quick snack or something. even going to church is a problem nowadays.juggling so many things can really wear a person out.fortunately,i have BRANDS.haha.yes i LOVE LOVE LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,i would like to first and for most apologise again to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Evonne&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;prithi&lt;/span&gt; for like totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PMS-ing&lt;/span&gt; on you yesterday but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; having a good day and you guys were the easiest to pick on cause...well...lets just say i got irritated with you guys.just a wee bit.so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really really really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;TTM&lt;/span&gt; so sorry.ill try not to let that happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.so today i was reading this book like in between lessons and free periods and all. it was from the school library. its titled "a knight in shining armor" by Jude &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Deveraux&lt;/span&gt;. usually i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; pick her book out cause normally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; into historical romance and all. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; picked up the book and read the synopsis and all but felt the book seemed really boring but i just felt this strange urge to like just borrow it and so i did,naturally. i just finished reading it on the way back home and I really like the story. in fact i could barely stop reading the book. I was really drawn to the book.i normally think the whole concept of time travelling is a big joke(though i do like Back to the Future) but in stories...NAH. this book was different from those I've been reading the past year. i mean it's still a romance novel and all but its the way the author writes it i guess. basically the gist of the story is this sad woman who is deserted by her doctor boyfriend and his daughter(he's a divorcee) while on a trip in England.she kinda has a breakdown at some church ON some tomb and suddenly this dude magically reappears. the dude happens to be from the 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century and the person whose tomb she is crying on. so blah blah blah,she helps him find out more bout his future/past(whatever really) and in the meantime she falls in love with him.BUT. suddenly he disappears as mysteriously as he appears. she naturally breaks down and all and she wishes she was with him again and now SHE is transported to the 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century,but before they met in the 21st century(confusing right?)so she has to convince him bout what will happen in his future which will affect the present as well but basically she's trying to save his family name and all(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt; he is a duke/earl or something) and then they fall in love all over again but she again disappears. now back in the present,she finds history has changed etc cause of what she did and of course because he believed her,what he did.then she meets this guy who looks exactly like him and the begin talking and basically its like they lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; i just totally spoiled the whole book but what struck me the most what this line said by the guy.'&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my soul will find yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' so even after almost 400yrs,she still ends up with the man she loves because their love was so strong and pure that their two souls meet once more. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; I'm a total romantic. I believe in love at first sight and happily ever afters. but books like this book and many others &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; read just emphasizes my believe that love is waiting for us and that one day we'll meet that person who loves us beyond the stars and the universe.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;jeez&lt;/span&gt; i sound so sappy). it also helps that all my historical romance the guys are really really hot and with titles.and they're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;. better still.luv the accent.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;. I've learnt a lot from the books i read.&lt;br /&gt;1.its like a whole new language in the book. up till recently,i never heard of viscounts and barons and such nor did i know how to pronounce it in fact. like viscount( its pronounced vi-count rather than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;vis&lt;/span&gt;-count)&lt;br /&gt;2.its a whole new world. i wouldn't know what a curricle was(its like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;trishaw&lt;/span&gt;) nor what a reticule was(like a purse of some sort) or a cravat(something to tie round the neck like a bow tie except it was really long). even now,some of the language is used in society today. i can read all the books and find words and meanings that can still be used in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; language.though not as popular.&lt;br /&gt;3. reading regency and historical romance gives a different feel,a different vibe than a modern day romance story. back then,women were supposed to be demure and wore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;corsets&lt;/span&gt; and like had maids. they had balls,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;masquerades&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ton&lt;/span&gt;.(the ton consist of the rich and famous.the lords and earls and dukes and viscounts) there was no such thing as women's lib and woman were often very inferior to the men and the ton kept mistress which were known among their peers. they had duels over their woman and there were lots of bastards(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;illegitimate&lt;/span&gt; children).&lt;br /&gt;4.reading the books has widen my view on what love is. the saying in the bible in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Corinthians&lt;/span&gt;(love is patient love is kind...etc)is all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; known and remembered.memorised it almost. but these kinds of books are different. it shows how love can exist between a lord and a servant girl,between a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;courtesan&lt;/span&gt;( something like a prostitute) and an earl,a second son and a lady's companion(like a servant with a higher rank without having to do the cleaning) or better still, a duke(the highest rank in society before the regent[king in place,similar to president] or the king) and a vicar's widow.&lt;br /&gt;in present society,its just boy meets girl,along the way fall in love,have a huge fight or a third party comes in between them,miss each other and get back together.the end.&lt;br /&gt;but in those times,the number of obstacles one has to go through,over the mountains and sailing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the seas,horrible matchmaking mamas and daughters with giant dowries. scandals, rakes (modern day playboys)old perv men and the list goes on. but when they fall,they madly fall in love and the description is so clear one can imagine their face,the reactions etc.you can even imagine the setting,how the house looks like,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Hyde&lt;/span&gt; park etc.its like the whole story comes to life.&lt;br /&gt;like in this book,love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;conquered&lt;/span&gt; all so that they can be together once more. could it be that in future,the man you love was someone from the past but whom u met before and fell in love and then he disappeared? or that he was your childhood friend or a friends sibling? or you caught a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;glimpse&lt;/span&gt; of that person and you were hook? or was someone you disliked and then got to know him better?or the one you loved was standing next to someone whom u thought you loved and you don't realise until its almost too late?&lt;br /&gt;somehow i hope that that's the kind of love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; find in the future. its those rare love that exist somewhere out there,waiting for someone to grab it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my soul will find yours. just wait for me my love.I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8758128901746324269?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8758128901746324269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8758128901746324269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8758128901746324269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8758128901746324269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-world-ok-i-doubt-anyone-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-658848387486083203</id><published>2010-01-22T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:35:16.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TGIF! like seriously! OMG! im damn tired sia! had to do AVA+GG CCA fair'10.sianz much! haha.t GG booth was nuts sia! i had to intro so many times i could like memorise it already! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in between dinner n after guides was hell so i shant mention it.haha.choir practise was awesome n fun! i had an enjoyable time.good end to my shitty day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i think of u night n day:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-658848387486083203?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/658848387486083203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=658848387486083203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/658848387486083203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/658848387486083203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/tgif-like-seriously-omg-im-damn-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3947883655203889907</id><published>2010-01-15T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:04:47.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg.i finally changed to a new blog skin! haha.i like it!:)t pic kinda sucks though! ahha.&lt;br /&gt;random:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3947883655203889907?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3947883655203889907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3947883655203889907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3947883655203889907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3947883655203889907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1520390374387495728</id><published>2010-01-15T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:19:38.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! IM MAJOR HAPPY! haha.for those who know y,keep ur mouth shut k?!?&lt;3 haha. first week of official school term just ended. lets see,this week has been like super stress la! we have so much homework n we're like begging the teachers to postpone our deadlines.haha. i mean like on monday itself we have like... 4 deadlines to meet! n ive got like t weekend to complete them all! im like seriously freaking out! haha.i've been sick but i think im getting better,hopefully.haha. anyways,its been a GOOD GOOD GOOD WEEK! haha &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i promise not to fry your head if you promise not to poach my heart.&lt;br /&gt;but you broke ur promise.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1520390374387495728?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1520390374387495728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1520390374387495728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1520390374387495728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1520390374387495728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg-im-major-happy-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-980606203531734964</id><published>2010-01-12T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:51:42.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!MY 200th post! haha.CONGRATS ME!!! haha!WOOTS! seksi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,school has started n this week so has lessons.its been ok,some boring,some funny.i find chi more interesting now...my FTs are like super cool n hilarious! what more can i say.i LOVE my class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find myself drawn to him but i can't tell him cause it'll ruin what we already have.he's the most honest,smart,lively,cute guy i've known n if i open my big mouth,i might just ruin the moment.he doesn't judge me n is always open bout issues.sigh.if only i could tell u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-980606203531734964?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/980606203531734964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=980606203531734964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/980606203531734964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/980606203531734964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/omgmy-200th-post-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6332000469201375030</id><published>2010-01-06T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:40:23.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was DAY 1 of our last camp before leaving SJC,camp aspiration '10. day 1. the etiquette course. started the day coming to school in my nice semi casual black dress n heels. had a blast during the course, learnt how to do make up,n had make up done on me by not one but 2 people.lols. then we learnt how to sit,talk,walk properly..etc. was quite hilarious. when i had to walk,the instructor actually asked me if i went to like a modeling course or something cause i can move my hips or some shit.i was like..r u serious?lols. anyways,at like 2ish,headed to marina square's swensons for our fine dining course.basically,all the stuff that i already know but there were some new ones..then like for almost 2hours,we just spent eating fish 'n' chips n our ice cream! ended the day with a group pic n some window shopping before heading to church then home.&lt;br /&gt;all in all,it was an AWESOME day n i'm glad i get to spend this time with the only class i ever liked:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/S0SeUAAHMPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/e_2KrgvjIGk/s1600-h/CIMG2478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/S0SeUAAHMPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/e_2KrgvjIGk/s320/CIMG2478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423633917695963378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6332000469201375030?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6332000469201375030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6332000469201375030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6332000469201375030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6332000469201375030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-day-1-of-our-last-camp-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/S0SeUAAHMPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/e_2KrgvjIGk/s72-c/CIMG2478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-2029791931324653855</id><published>2009-12-29T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:04:47.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seksi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stars'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG.i am sooo madly in love with ALEX PETTYFER. yea i noe,i seem to be in love with a lot of guys but like hello! alex is like major hot and BRIT! hence t seksi accent! me LOVE! haha.i swear im like going nuts just watching him in wild child.his accent is like tres lovable n did i mention he is really REALLY TTM smoking HOT?!?n he's only 19! like seriously! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SzmNp8Nm8CI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wkqbVmSISBQ/s1600-h/alexpettyer4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SzmNp8Nm8CI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wkqbVmSISBQ/s320/alexpettyer4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420519378194460706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG! hot right!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT HOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-2029791931324653855?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2029791931324653855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=2029791931324653855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2029791931324653855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2029791931324653855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SzmNp8Nm8CI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wkqbVmSISBQ/s72-c/alexpettyer4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-2952168561217004355</id><published>2009-12-28T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:59:37.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im taking a quick break from sorting out my father's documents.(what a day to spend) lets see.im sick,have a killer headache n my temp still quite high.to me anyways.(i think 38.4 is high) anyways,as much as i enjoy sorting out the docs,im nt getting paid.how sad is that. no matters,i love my daddy(but still gonna force t cash  out of him:P kidding...) damn it.its raining...give me a min....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back!&lt;br /&gt;school is starting soon n i dont know if im looking forward to it.it means day by day,im getting closer to O levels. n then graduation.the only thing im looking forward to is prom! haha. ok i shall continue n do as much as i can before i have to leave for my back adjustments..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-2952168561217004355?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2952168561217004355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=2952168561217004355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2952168561217004355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2952168561217004355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-taking-quick-break-from-sorting-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6614905614237809080</id><published>2009-12-23T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:19:09.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock climbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG today i had SUCH a BLAST! went rock climbing with Lynette n WC!like finally!haha.Lynette has been asking me to go since like...forever n ive been feeling like super guilty bout it cause she always arranges it so that Chew can come too.haha. was damn epic la! walked into climb asia to meet Lynette and like..i fell down cause i didnt realise there was like nothing to walk on cause i walked sideways n i fell down n got a blue black! haha!epic sia! anyways,watched Lynette climb like a pro! tt dudette has got MUSCLES.omg! i was like...u can see her muscles n veins n all.n shes like super agile.fly here fly there.haha.i tried climbing n i cause i havent done it in like 11 months,i was DAMN rusty.like..super shagged n my legs were like dying.haha.now they're barely alive.lols.n my hands...forget it.haha.i had such a blast n watching ppl climb i was like ZOMG.cool shit much! haha.then did some 'PT' with lynette n her fren..haha. quite a fun day!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2 days till Christmas!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6614905614237809080?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6614905614237809080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6614905614237809080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6614905614237809080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6614905614237809080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-today-i-had-such-blast-went-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6557618920692397971</id><published>2009-12-17T22:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:36:26.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been wondering. WHO truly are my friends? i mean on one hand,i have friends who have supported me through my darkest moments and comforted me n didn't judge me(or at least i hope they didn't)and i haven't talked to them much till like now. they know almost everything bout me. on the OTHER hand,there's a bunch of friends that i used to be able to trust n tell almost everything.like i thought we could be good friends for a long time but now, our friendship lies between frenemy n cordial friends or acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO am i to trust? I mean,i already have a wide,odd range of friends. like i travel in very distant social circles. one circle consist of teens from church,the other circle consist of adults everywhere else. sometimes,they do mix,but other than that,many friends find my choice of friends weird.lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND....i think this post has like no link:) goodbye world:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6557618920692397971?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6557618920692397971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6557618920692397971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6557618920692397971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6557618920692397971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1108551024536061290</id><published>2009-12-17T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:36:58.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stars'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM OFFCIALLY IN LOVE WITH JUSTIN BIEBER!!! OMG!! he's damn freaking cute! ahha.i love his MV,esp  one less lonely girl! haha!! random!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1108551024536061290?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1108551024536061290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1108551024536061290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1108551024536061290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1108551024536061290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-offcially-in-love-with-justin.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-7361922842640802327</id><published>2009-12-17T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:37:17.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it time to start anew?begin 2010 joining a youth group?but that would mean i have to give up something.its all so confusing.:( HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-7361922842640802327?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7361922842640802327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=7361922842640802327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7361922842640802327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7361922842640802327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-it-time-to-start-anewbegin-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-4450030913758406537</id><published>2009-12-08T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:37:43.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been awhile since i last posted.almost a month already.anyways,i've been in perth for 2 weeks which was AWESOME! haha.spent bout a day with andrea!  damn pretty sia she.then roadtrip for t next week all t way to Albany. quite cool but tiring sia(nt for me but for t folks) anyways,dance is in like 3 days! n im like shit loads nervous!!! ahhh! its been like almost 5 yrs since my last performance! t last being chi dance(oh t horrible memories).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,after 12 years,im moving out of KENSINGTON PARK CONDO. :( how sad.we finally sold t place. im gonna miss t people whom i've known or gotten to known these past few years. people like jeremiah elvis constatine neville chen jun yi, kevin,fel n sherri,hilda n sarah(ahh the times we spent playing),jeremy,pearlyn and for t many i've gotten to know.i hope this place will never go on en bloc so tt i can always retain these memories with u guys!&lt;3 i LOVE K-PARK! we,t youths of K-Park are totally awesome! woots! thanks guys!&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-4450030913758406537?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4450030913758406537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=4450030913758406537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4450030913758406537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4450030913758406537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-awhile-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-5626923524696483233</id><published>2009-11-08T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:38:02.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well..today marks a new beginning. confirmation mass was awesome and really good and all.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first the sec 3 confirmants who have been journeying with me since sec 1 or more.you guys made my journey so much easier and more comfortable and because of u guys,i am where i am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly to the catechist.many of whom have known me for a long time. thank you for all the hard work and dedication u have put in for us.though we may seem ungrateful at times,we know you still love us:D thank u so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly,to fr brian for without his guidance many of us may nt even be where we are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,to our father almighty who has been with me all my life,guiding me all t time and giving me life tt i've come to appreciate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-5626923524696483233?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5626923524696483233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=5626923524696483233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5626923524696483233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5626923524696483233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-4839791984528160362</id><published>2009-11-06T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:38:21.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are moments when im really down.when weird,scary,lonely thoughts enter my mind. stuff like,'i have nothing permenant in my life. im the social outcast.im the freaky kid.' to the rest of the world, im just that happy go lucky cheerful,sociable,crazy,holy kid with no deep dark secret.like i can be read like an open book.but my frens...this is not so. many a times this year, i was not happy neither was i very lucky or cheerful.in some ways,u can say i was depressed.i may have looked sociable but for me,no matter how hard i try,i cannot maintain a friendship or relationship.i can easily make new friends but to keep them?not so much. friends like ashton and bryan and aaron somehow now seem like distant figures in my past. being crazy and high is just a way for me to escape reality. truth is.its just a cover,a wall,so that i dont have to answer personal questions unless i feel like sharing.finally,i cannot b considered holy as compared to ppl like estelle and stephen and such. they feel god wherever they go..n i simply don't. i cant concentrate on a singular thought at a go and my brains forever buzzing. i have,to myself,become a recluse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-4839791984528160362?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4839791984528160362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=4839791984528160362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4839791984528160362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4839791984528160362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/there-are-moments-when-im-really-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6672772212737226858</id><published>2009-11-02T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:38:37.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Praise god! Confirmation retreat has indeed been a blessing. Anyways,i decided to write my testimony here,not because mel did his in facebook,but cause i just wanna say all that i meant to say. so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole year i've been somewhat angry with god. i started sec 3 with smiles and almost no problem at all. but somewhere along t way,i lost all my closest friends. i got betrayed by one and got into a fight with the rest.it wasnt really very easy to handle that and another giant obstacle in my life. in a sense i had 2 giant hurdles to cross. i nearly hit rock bottom then. i was angry with god,with my life.i blamed him for everything.i even felt tt going to church was a waste of time. fortunately, i still had some friends to fall back on n they gt me thorugh but i was still so angry with god. during confi camp, i came with no expectations n was so touched during t pray over then tt i cried really hard. n during this retreat,i was still angry with god. though i didnt feel anything tangible during t pray-over, i felt a sense of calm n peace overcome me. god has really been present in my life this past year,without me knowing it.all i needed was to hope and  pray for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i end with  a quote from psalm 130:5 :I wait for the lord,my soul waits, and in His word I put my hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6672772212737226858?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6672772212737226858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6672772212737226858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6672772212737226858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6672772212737226858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/praise-god-confirmation-retreat-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-4414643920255250605</id><published>2009-10-27T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:38:59.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was...well..a normal day. gt a new haircut! haha.anyways,joycie called today to like tell me that our old tuckshop vendor,uncle abraham, passed away and like maisie's mother wanted to get like as many OLGC-ians to come n see him or something.tried spreading t word around but no one was free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,massed with drey then went for dinner with her where we talked on the way down from church to macs to buying my dads dinner! we were like gossiping like mad cows! haha! i love drey! haha.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-4414643920255250605?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4414643920255250605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=4414643920255250605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4414643920255250605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4414643920255250605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3560230366573082188</id><published>2009-10-22T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:39:19.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>MUTTONS!!!</title><content type='html'>OMGOMGOMGOMOGOMG!!so freaking cool! MUTTONS came to our school today!! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG! but like sec 3 werent involved lor! damn evil can! anyways,duty called so managed to watch t remainder! listened to justin's jokes.haha. right...and i gt like their autograph! n pics!! ahha. random i noe! but OMGOMGOMG!!they are sooo freaking cool!!! haha..n i actually talked to them!! soooo coool!!!!!!whee! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3560230366573082188?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3560230366573082188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3560230366573082188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3560230366573082188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3560230366573082188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/muttons.html' title='MUTTONS!!!'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-7342935195010962383</id><published>2009-10-18T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:39:46.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hates'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was quite normal....haha.&lt;br /&gt;massed then cat class.had photo-taking today and then confirmation rehearsal. wl damn bitch can lor! i don't care already la. tt stupid KAT,talking to aud then i made face to her then tt person was like,i can still see your face. like WTH la! as if i wanted to see her face like tt.worse still she's in my grp for confi. POS sia.no one in t grp likes her cept for 1 person!cant stand her sia.!feel like slapping her face.like who in their right mind wants to see her face all t time. i want to kick her face in.,&lt;br /&gt;anyways,today was a rather interesting...lols.ok.watching mcdreamy in made of honour.bies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i still love u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-7342935195010962383?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7342935195010962383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=7342935195010962383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7342935195010962383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7342935195010962383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-quite-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3337502933607038342</id><published>2009-10-15T21:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:41:34.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock climbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! you know what? i HATE constantly being sick! like having epilepsy or having a bad knee!&lt;br /&gt;sec1,had epilepsy. sec 2, bad knee. sec 3,im like sick every other freaking week! i cant stand it! RAWR! like what in the world did i do to deserve it! having epilepsy,people are constantly being sooo wary when they hear I've got epilepsy. i cant go swimming and there's like a probably high chance that i may have difficulty getting job etc...basically im like different from everyone else!&lt;br /&gt;then my bad knee in sec2. now i cant play badminton,cant run. so basically,i can do the things i love t most growing up.&lt;br /&gt;now thanks to my enrichment program, i totally fell in love with rock climbing but the best thing is,i never have time to go! its soooo infuriating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3337502933607038342?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3337502933607038342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3337502933607038342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3337502933607038342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3337502933607038342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-you-know-what-i-hate-constantly.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-9032049357596117397</id><published>2009-10-15T13:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:40:27.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are finally over! okay technically it was over two days ago but i've been at home enjoying myself like no ones business watching like 7 movies! omg! shiok sia! watched 17 again, hannah montana movie,princess protection program,bring it on:all or nothing,hope springs,the prince &amp;amp; me:the royal honeymoon and legally blondes. awesome much! ive found out how much i love zac efron in 17 again! sexy much!!! woots!! haha.okay.i gtg.random shit post i noe.will update later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-9032049357596117397?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9032049357596117397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=9032049357596117397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/9032049357596117397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/9032049357596117397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams-are-finally-over-okay-technically.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6789113774036102265</id><published>2009-09-06T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:43:25.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg! funfair today was awesome much! started the day mending the stalls..awesome kays!cute kiddies there..even some of t older kiddies(teens,adults...all t same)after my shift,hanged out with nat and gang.awesome much!spent t time at t park playing all t kiddie games.then went to t dunking pool later..haha..super fun! then got a damn good back massage by a visually impaired lady.damn shiok sia!then gt henna panted..then started playing with helium.was @ t park with shaun,denise and a couple of others and i finished my helium by singing...love story.(romeo take me somewhere we can be alone.ill be waiting all we have to do is run...)damn funny sia! haha.then went home...ate dinner then took ,my bath.haha..awesome much! i dont think i can sleep till late.. rawr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU2pn4XeI/AAAAAAAAATw/QZQGNv28p3c/s1600-h/CIMG1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU2pn4XeI/AAAAAAAAATw/QZQGNv28p3c/s320/CIMG1084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378024571640765922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU2KTzdvI/AAAAAAAAATo/uskDcHsMjbU/s1600-h/CIMG1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU2KTzdvI/AAAAAAAAATo/uskDcHsMjbU/s320/CIMG1083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378024563235059442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU1kn8a2I/AAAAAAAAATg/wUyRd7FYVZE/s1600-h/CIMG1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU1kn8a2I/AAAAAAAAATg/wUyRd7FYVZE/s320/CIMG1082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378024553118985058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU05NzpXI/AAAAAAAAATY/Sjpa0-ilpKs/s1600-h/CIMG1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU05NzpXI/AAAAAAAAATY/Sjpa0-ilpKs/s320/CIMG1079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378024541466633586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU0Zszl8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/mlFOPn5ADLg/s1600-h/CIMG1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU0Zszl8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/mlFOPn5ADLg/s320/CIMG1075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378024533006718914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6789113774036102265?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6789113774036102265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6789113774036102265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6789113774036102265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6789113774036102265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg-funfair-today-was-awesome-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SqKU2pn4XeI/AAAAAAAAATw/QZQGNv28p3c/s72-c/CIMG1084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8037108274485312076</id><published>2009-08-31T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:43:49.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! today has been so fun.except for some parts in school anyways.went to watch bandslam with  joyce! ahah...damn nice la@ then later bowling with yang,nic,ethel and leah.damn fun sia! i scored 2 strikes and a spare but didnt manage to beat yang then! RAWR! ahah!then met the folks for dinner! fun fun.right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways! HAPPY BIRDDAY TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the wishes ya'll!glad to know i still have friends around!YAY!&lt;3 you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8037108274485312076?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8037108274485312076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8037108274485312076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8037108274485312076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8037108274485312076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-me-omg-today-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6528330122485363452</id><published>2009-08-21T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:44:19.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TGIF..damn tiring week this week..haha ah well..had IC registration done then guides after then dinner @ t uncle's..YUM YUM.the cuz are as adorable as ever.daredevils but adorable.haha..was watching totally spies and the legend of aang with them..they were complaining that Aang wasnt inside.damn cute sia.was doing t family tree with the help of the grandparents..completed most of it already.coolios..haha..random stuff man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;soon,ill get to see u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6528330122485363452?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6528330122485363452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6528330122485363452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6528330122485363452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6528330122485363452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/tgif.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6028915690545950895</id><published>2009-08-18T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:45:08.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.quick post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say thanks to Situ,Lyndsey,Sam,Jamie and Christopher. i know i was like really cheerful today and all..very different reactions as compared to the rest.but i was really disappointed.i expected it..but still disappointed. Nonetheless,you guys didn't judge me(or if you did,i couldn't tell:P)and instead gave me encouragment,support,advice. and i was really touched.(though t remark bout the 'second chance' thing was really lame,Jaime:D)It's been awhile since I've had people like you guys wanting to help me to 'Jia you' me.i really hope i won't disappoint you guys at the end of it all! THANKS!&lt;3 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i just wanted to say,im like the farie prince and your lady gwen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6028915690545950895?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6028915690545950895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6028915690545950895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6028915690545950895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6028915690545950895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-7115856727538610618</id><published>2009-08-14T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:45:31.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guides'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today.cherly asked us a question.what does guides mean to us(ie all the leaders)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me,guides is the one place i fit in.its where i've always wanted to be since i entered brownies.it's everything to me.the friends i've had,i havent lost touch,just havent talked to them in awhile.but guides are friends for life.no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sry for causing any of the seniors and leaders any stress..:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-7115856727538610618?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7115856727538610618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=7115856727538610618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7115856727538610618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7115856727538610618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3321567637806705777</id><published>2009-08-10T00:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:46:42.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man! NATIONAL DAY 09 was awesome! took my first ride on the flyer,which i had 20% off cause its my b'day month,then took like lots and lots of pics with tim and zach.haha. then went to eat,had t pledge moment,then watched t fireworks..but now im so drained..shall leave with some pix..haha..and perhaps a vid..for my dear uncle who is in geneva at present moment.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn77MSl6tOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EBS8pn2x6R4/s1600-h/CIMG0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn77MSl6tOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EBS8pn2x6R4/s320/CIMG0869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368003994440086754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn77M4cQfXI/AAAAAAAAATA/PM7MKneGTjY/s1600-h/CIMG0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn77M4cQfXI/AAAAAAAAATA/PM7MKneGTjY/s320/CIMG0870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368004004600118642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn77NHRHhhI/AAAAAAAAATI/CJw27yH-QLA/s1600-h/CIMG0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn77NHRHhhI/AAAAAAAAATI/CJw27yH-QLA/s320/CIMG0871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368004008579925522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; professional pouter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn750QcIXgI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PDXmZXCNFGc/s1600-h/CIMG0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn750QcIXgI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PDXmZXCNFGc/s320/CIMG0889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368002482033679874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fly by taken in t flyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn7501efihI/AAAAAAAAASY/G88aMOkg95w/s1600-h/CIMG0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn7501efihI/AAAAAAAAASY/G88aMOkg95w/s320/CIMG0900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368002491975698962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 21 gun salute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn751QH16WI/AAAAAAAAASg/pg0eR-pKRf8/s1600-h/CIMG0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn751QH16WI/AAAAAAAAASg/pg0eR-pKRf8/s320/CIMG0917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368002499128453474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;city skyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn751snGhmI/AAAAAAAAASo/a0Z_q3mGHuk/s1600-h/CIMG0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn751snGhmI/AAAAAAAAASo/a0Z_q3mGHuk/s320/CIMG0927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368002506775758434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fireworks b4 pledge taking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3321567637806705777?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3321567637806705777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3321567637806705777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3321567637806705777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3321567637806705777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-man-national-day-09-was-awesome-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Sn77MSl6tOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EBS8pn2x6R4/s72-c/CIMG0869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-9111693204689243771</id><published>2009-08-08T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:46:18.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know,after reading today's New paper with the interview from Electrico and the other many interviews bout them for t past few weeks,i now know why i like the song so much.its not because its like rock or something.rather its the question put across to us. its not like other national day songs where the songs are bout how,probably,the way the singer sees singapore.its based on a person's opinion and that's how the song is form. but this year's song,What do You see.its not like the others,not only is t genre different but this time its asking EVERY singaporean what do THEY see or what do they want to see in singapore's future.its not up to just one person or the government but every single singaporean out there.what they can do to make singapore a better place for the future.for those who don't like this song,is the reason  not because you don't just understand the lyrics,but because you don't know how to answer,are u afraid to face up to what you can do? are you afraid to answer the question because you are so used to having others give model answers,or answers that you just wanna hear?are you afraid to make the difference?do you dare to take the leap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hPza1lPLUjA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hPza1lPLUjA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPYY 44th NATIONAL DAY SINGAPORE! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-9111693204689243771?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9111693204689243771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=9111693204689243771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/9111693204689243771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/9111693204689243771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-knowafter-reading-todays-new-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-4387641547594360844</id><published>2009-08-08T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:47:04.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just wached 'the call' the musical.not too bad.like the songs.was late though.saw kev,stelle,colins,johan,andre,alex,jamie and james,bennett and james and a whole bunch of peeps..haha..yea...ok..i dont noe wat to say alr..watching freedom writers again.love t show! haha..yay!byes!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you were in my thoughts,but m i thinking of another?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-4387641547594360844?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4387641547594360844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=4387641547594360844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4387641547594360844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4387641547594360844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-wached-call-musical.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8626479581251200668</id><published>2009-08-07T14:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:47:29.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG.just got back.i noe..school like ended at 1030.but yea.t celebrations were awesome! mass was not too bad..just that first sister wants me to read,then she scold me,then she good mood again! like super driving me nuts..now im NEVER gonna become NUN.anyways,fashion parade was interesting..but was more deaf before it started cause while t girls were below shouting,the sec4/5s were screaming in t gym..it got interesting after that.inter house singing thing.since i was in st helen,obviously i sing into t mike from the AVA room for helen la..i not bias mrs tjan..just tt need to support the team! haha. i was like dancing on t chair...and mrs crossley saw..haha...pia say much but was for t fun of it anyways! haha.uploaded pix below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SnvqSqbVcuI/AAAAAAAAASI/qkcTr6oaWaM/s1600-h/CIMG0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SnvqSqbVcuI/AAAAAAAAASI/qkcTr6oaWaM/s320/CIMG0857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367140987289563874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SnvOk9JOf2I/AAAAAAAAASA/27ZMZjCXOqk/s1600-h/CIMG0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SnvOk9JOf2I/AAAAAAAAASA/27ZMZjCXOqk/s320/CIMG0866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367110515225952098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teachers in t AVA room with me! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH! HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY BENNETT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;despite the celebrations,i still missed you.i really wanna see u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8626479581251200668?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8626479581251200668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8626479581251200668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8626479581251200668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8626479581251200668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SnvqSqbVcuI/AAAAAAAAASI/qkcTr6oaWaM/s72-c/CIMG0857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-2370684135920661838</id><published>2009-08-05T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:47:54.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well..today has been a pretty good day i must say.thanks to uncle john for giving me that burning hot gum! totally kept me awake for t first half of lessons haha..then after recess had some class debate n i had to represent the opposition team.my argument was bout'should all pri and sec schools be single sex'.damn killer luh..like super panic can..rawr..t only one who did really well was elisa..damn she was good..i was like "wooooaaahhh". bio SPA last period..had like some stupid retarded argument with mr lim during bio today..damn nuts i swear..fighting between an upside down cat fish and a sucker fish! haha..then after that was helping mrs tjan with the songs for national day fashion parade.then straight after that was over,went for guides.super fun! ahha..it may not b to t others cause we did foot drill but i LOVE LOVE LOVE foot drill! haha..weird i noe. and i was like helping PH and YY with t sec1s.i cant believe we were once like that..hahaha..now im back home,rotting cause im too tired to do any serious studying..RAWR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i may not know what love is,but i do know i adore you and that i cant wait to see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby,you cheer me up always,i cant seem to want to stop seeing you.i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-2370684135920661838?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2370684135920661838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=2370684135920661838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2370684135920661838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2370684135920661838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8992493316975328897</id><published>2009-07-23T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:48:16.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hates'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a run in with the crazy old woman today.anyhow scold me.damn shit la seriously.fel only ask who got hand sanitizer then i was like yea i got.and she scold me,accuse me of knowing everything and all that crap.then gave us a stupid half and hour to finish writing some stupid 报章报道。ARGH! cannot stand her sia...RAWR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8992493316975328897?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8992493316975328897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8992493316975328897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8992493316975328897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8992493316975328897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/had-run-in-with-crazy-old-woman-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-2716186496308763197</id><published>2009-07-22T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:48:50.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha..omg..today was damn fun..went for mass.supposed to go with sheri and JEREMIAH ELVIS CONSTATINE NEVILLE CHEN JUN YI(i dont know why its so fun to say his full name) but sheri was like coming in from bishan,i overslept and jeremiah was MIA. so sheri n i were like...where is he! haha..he came soooo late..haha...then after mass we were walking down...damn retarded i swear! haha...i miss that silly boy!come back more often luh!omg..and sheri is retarded.she kept going on bout how jeremiah and i looked alike.and she was like.u can pass of as twins or siblings..u should go for DNA test..i was like WTH.retard much luh..haha..K-PARKERS should have a meet up soon! haha..all t K-Parkers youth gathering..lols..&lt;br /&gt;(COME BACK MORE OFTEN MR CHEN! HAHA!I MISS TALKING TO YOU)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-2716186496308763197?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2716186496308763197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=2716186496308763197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2716186496308763197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2716186496308763197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-2632322963259240881</id><published>2009-07-17T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:49:09.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for mass,then went for dinner with leah and matt..haha..damn fun sia..poor leah..kena by matt n i..haha..sry dear..but when u put two brothers together,ur asking for triuble..after dinner i saw something really sweet...i was like..AWWW..haha..so now..totally slacking much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-2632322963259240881?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2632322963259240881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=2632322963259240881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2632322963259240881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2632322963259240881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-for-massthen-went-for-dinner-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1051224790793146792</id><published>2009-07-17T16:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:49:34.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG..seriously..TGIF..i've been up so late doing all my homework that i sleep only at like 1 plus,getting headaches in school,reading lots of books..hhaa..but i dont want this week to end,cause this is the end of t best 3 weeks of my school life..like seriously .rawr! so fun!all t drama and all t laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was like super drama la i swear..but damn funny also..Chem was just beyond boring...grace lee was droning on n on and practically everyone was nodding offesp my whole group.fel was first,leah and ethel was next.i was trying to stay awake but her voice is just soooo mono...jeannine was t only energetic one but only because she had been eating mentos and was on a sugar high..haha.mm...lit was next..was okay but eventually,sleep got t better of me..must be seeing lizhen's face too long alr:P but managed to concentrate.then...CHI.每一个 张老师 的课好像看电视节目一样。。。很多drama.every other day its like she super pin point us.anyways,today,leah like totally forgot to bring her 课本然后张老师叫她站起来 then she scold scold scold.then we all paying attention..cept for i think jeannine i think then she came over to us.scold jeannine and ethel.then...cause there was like a book below ethel's ke ben..but she wasnt reading it.she confiscated it.seriously la..t whole class was like wth..like everyone noes,ethel doesnt read in class..i do..(infact i was reading and she suprisingly didnt catch me even though my book was damn thick.not saying i wanted to be caught but yea)we tried telling her after class but she refused to believe and made ethel write a letter to apologise...and then just as she left t classroom,jeannine said something(not to her but to leah) and lao shi thought it was bout her,then scold jeannine ask her write letter to apologise and explain to her and what shit..she like super waste time can! damn nuts luh!anyways,after recess,had like math and apparently,P,VP mr yeo ghee and mr chia were supposed to sit in.so we were supposed to be on our best behaviour..but when mr yeo ghee came in and we started lessons..like for the first time since...well ever,when mrs lee asked a question,there was a response...after that,we all just started laughing...haha..was damn funny..and christopher was misehaving yet again! lols..rawr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i think of you even though im tired..you're in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1051224790793146792?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1051224790793146792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1051224790793146792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1051224790793146792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1051224790793146792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-2323050163650146219</id><published>2009-07-15T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:49:48.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>schools been okay..chi is drama central..almost as good as tuning in to ch8 drama sia..been rather busy and damn busy and shagged..been sleeping at like 1 t past few nights.tmr got tt stupid amath test,then gotta past up chi bao zhang shit.SS newspaper article,SS class test or common test next week...i think i gonna die alr! rawr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random shitz..but hu cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-2323050163650146219?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2323050163650146219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=2323050163650146219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2323050163650146219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2323050163650146219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/schools-been-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-7703595466435521089</id><published>2009-07-13T18:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:51:26.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is gonna be a damn quick post since i have to go for tuition soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just finished reading the book  im using for my book review. Lurlene McDaniel's the time capsule. i first read it in like sec 1 or 2 re read it so many times that i know what happens in the end,where what happens etc.but this book like many of lurlene mcdaniel books,never fail to make me cry. its just so touching and sad when a sibling loses t other,esp when it comes to twins or someone younger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i highly recommend her books to all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-7703595466435521089?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7703595466435521089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=7703595466435521089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7703595466435521089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7703595466435521089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-gonna-be-damn-quick-post-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-7522785244471690916</id><published>2009-06-30T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:52:28.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>second day of school..MUCH better. was lessons..except when Grace lee didnt show up so we had like two free periods! they were awesome.haha. the relief teachers tried their best but their not cut out for sec school kiddies like us.more of pri school..haha..poor things..ended up talking more than anything to leah &amp;amp; gang. talk until teachers were like..shut up..not literally of course. during PE,had height and weight..n....IM OUT OF HIP!!!! woots!see i was right! i lost weight! haha!spent CD and the rest of school,basically the last 3 periods, quizzing and helping leah with her bio test in the afternoon. by the time school ended,i may have helped her but that clown caused me a massive headache! and so annoying,i helping her,give her correct answer then she so arrogant!!!! haha..kidding..wanted to walk away already sia..driving me NUTS.haha.anyways,waited with nat for leah to finish her hour and a half paper and she was like,eh this question blah blah blah and i was THINKING bout the question then was like er..yea correct.i was NOT stunned LEAH S N!(im sry.i will never b able to spell ur surname.haha) then went to church.did my a math HW.haha..YES! lols.mass later then home,watched red thread..etc.usual tues..apart from t fact tt tuition gt cancelled cause of sweeeee tinnngg..haha.nvm.i still &lt;3 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n i couldnt stop thinking bout you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and i dont know why but i like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-7522785244471690916?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7522785244471690916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=7522785244471690916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7522785244471690916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7522785244471690916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-5097396179749396782</id><published>2009-06-29T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:09:53.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school...yawns...overslept,nearly late for school cause i missed the carpool..not a good start..then was like lesson and lesson.chi was entertaining. i MISSED bio.SS had tt new teacher.mrs veronica tjan(pronounced Chan).she looks really  nice,but seems very fierce. we'll see. PE was..PE..haha..i miss PE too! then trained back with james.whee! see..boring..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-5097396179749396782?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5097396179749396782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=5097396179749396782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5097396179749396782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5097396179749396782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3815895737755808676</id><published>2009-06-24T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:18:42.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is what happens when a weirdo like me LOVES to take my temperature for no apparent reason. i luckily found out that i was running a slight fever.i kinda suspected it considering that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)my turbo fan wasn't on and yet i was so cold.&lt;br /&gt;2)gut instinct..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,its been ranging between 37.0-37.3 so hopefully nothing to worry bout.lucky i decided not to ask mum to go out with Joyce (and when Joyce reads this,i think I'm dead)random post but yea.&lt;br /&gt;school starts in LESS THAN A WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss all my friends who are overseas now (ie. Andrea Claire,my BEST friend since like...PRI2! haha,in Perth at present. Paesan who is also in perth and also one of my best friend.and....JEREMIAH..who is in NZ currently...my swimming buddy! I MISS YOU GUYS!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3815895737755808676?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3815895737755808676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3815895737755808676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3815895737755808676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3815895737755808676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-what-happens-when-weirdo-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3355478326301226204</id><published>2009-06-20T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:30:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUDOKU 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;BRAND’S&lt;sup&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt;  Asia Pacific Sudoku Challenge 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Dear Sudoku  Challenger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Congratulations! You  have qualified for the next round of &lt;b&gt;BRAND’S&lt;sup&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt; Sudoku Challenge 2009  Singapore Open&lt;/b&gt;! Be quick and accurate with your answers and you might walk  away with the BRAND’S&lt;sup&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt; Sudoku Challenge 2009 Singapore Open Champion  Trophy, S$7000 cash prize, one year supply of BRAND’S&lt;sup&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt; Essence of  Chicken and a Certificate of Participation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;The next round of the  BRAND’S&lt;sup&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt; Sudoku Challenge 2009 Singapore Open is the Semi-Finals. In  this round, you will have to solve four Sudoku puzzles on paper with  various levels of difficulty. Only the top 100 Sudoku Challengers with the  fastest timings will proceed onto the Finals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;The Semi-Finals will  be held at the &lt;strong&gt;Singapore Management University, Administration Building,  Level 5, Conference Hall 1, on June 27, 2009 (see attached map) at  &lt;u&gt;3.00PM&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;You will need to be physically present for the  challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We will be sending you an official letter &lt;u&gt;via email&lt;/u&gt;  latest by June 22, 2009. Please &lt;strong&gt;print out the official letter&lt;/strong&gt;  which will contain details of the day’s event, and bring along the letter with  your photo identity card (NRIC/Driver’s License/Passport) as proof of  qualification.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Please call +65 6475  8368 between 9.30am and 6.30pm, Mondays to Fridays, or email us at &lt;a href="mailto:bsc09participants@imsg.sg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;bsc09participants@imsg.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for any  queries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be Your Best with  BRAND’S&lt;sup&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;The  Organisers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRAND’S&lt;sup&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt;  Asia Pacific Sudoku Challenge 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant believe it! omg! im so happy! praise god! i swear i didn't think id be able to make it this year round considering my timing was like 10 mins plus! OMG OMG OMG IM SO HAPPY! but it conflicts with all my activites. guides carnival,dance and the school event thingy..ah well..i must do my best.pray for me guys! im still in shock! n i havent practised in a billion years! oh no! i have to start my training! argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3355478326301226204?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3355478326301226204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3355478326301226204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3355478326301226204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3355478326301226204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/sudoku-2009.html' title='SUDOKU 2009!'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3176422319469070852</id><published>2009-06-17T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:15:33.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a great day man. played BB with Jo and Leah and some dude called Kris i think..haha. we were like so tired after awhile we just slack by the pool haha.then went for mass.today had lot more people than yesterday.had like al,Anna,Matt,Mel etc...good turn out man..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im listening to when god ran.i love this song.i heard it last year as well but i remember as i listened to this during confi camp,i started tearing.i thought bout all the hurt that I've cause,the many times i must have turned away from god,the many times i chose the devil over god,bad over good and as i realised that as long as i ask the lord for forgiveness he'll always come running to me,comforting me,forgiving me.that no matter how long i take to return to his side,he'll always be waiting for me with open arms,welcoming back.it struck me that if god can do something like that,i should try and be like him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he ran to me, he took me in his arms, held my head to his chest,said 'my son's come home again'.lifted my face wiped the tears from my face and said,' Son,do you know i still you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when i hear this,i seriously want to tear but since my concentration is not just on the song but on the television as well..its hard to.this verse(above) always struck something in me that brings back so many memories. the song is just so powerful.very meaningful.it has made me reflect more on my past deeds and how stupid it was for me to them,for me to get angry and lash out on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;strength will rise as we wait upon the lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3176422319469070852?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3176422319469070852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3176422319469070852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3176422319469070852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3176422319469070852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-great-day-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6963550090834990360</id><published>2009-06-16T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:24:54.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFIRMATION CAMP 2009</title><content type='html'>this confirmation camp has truly been a life changing one for me.i came with no expectations whatsoever but i gained a lot after camp.this will not be a recount on what has happened the past 4 days but a reflection of how i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can honestly say that i wasn't happy with my group when i first entered,not because i wasn't with my friends but rather because i was people i did not have a rather good impression on.but i decided that i should just accept it and accept them for who they are and just leave everything to god's plan.after all that is what i am here for.games were great and fun.our very first sharing session and i was impressed as i heard Ronald and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stephen's&lt;/span&gt; sharing.i will say that my impression was again never good(no offense) but i never expected them to give sharing that really made me think long and hard.anyways,as the days progressed on,as i listened to session after session,P&amp;amp;W after P&amp;amp;W.i realised that God has been slowly moulding me,that i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;imperfect&lt;/span&gt; but that's okay cause god loves me for who i am,as do my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to sidetrack a little,a couple of days before camp,i suddenly realised that i should just let go of all my anger,all my hatred,suddenly the hurt and betrayal by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Althea&lt;/span&gt; was gone.i think this was god's way to prepare me for what was going to happen during confirmation camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my reflection.anyways,as sessions progressed,there were times when i was like really affected by those P&amp;amp;W and sessions cause somehow,they seem to struck something inside me that made me think of all my fears,all my hurts and pain.and i think that these were the times when i felt the holy spirit within me and i just broke down.at first i was rather self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; but after awhile,it didn't matter to me anymore. by the time the prayer session on the second night,i was really touched by the holy spirit and what the people giving these sharing said that i just said to the lord:'&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i surrender myself to you lord,guide me and use me as an instrument.i give myself to you.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; opening the door lord.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; saying yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' there was just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt; there that struck in everyone,like the holy spirit had truly entered in us.i cried for almost the 2-3 hrs there that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the parent child reconciliation,when i read the letters by mum and dad,i realised that they have been there even when my friends were not.what really struck me is that they remember things that i don't remember like stuff bout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Esther&lt;/span&gt;,i remember her but i don't remember stuff that happened before she died.my parents have been a really huge influence in my life and i may not have realised that. those letters,words could not express how i felt.how to put it into words to reply them.but if i have to. all i can say is. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'mum and dad,i may not always show it but i really love you guys,from the bottom of my heart and nothing can ever change that.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we broke camp,i felt lighter and less of my troubles to deal with alone.i knew i had god,i had my community.as i thought back on the bond we've formed,the tears we shed and the wonders of the lord,i finally came to affirm that this was all god's doing that i should just submit to his will and listen to him.as i end of this reflection,i would like to quote my friends who have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;benefited&lt;/span&gt; from this camp and some of their thoughts and their own reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'i was really struggling with everything, crappy relationships, that kind of thing. i went to the basement to pray, and i played the piano there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..i opened up breaking bread to a random song, and i saw it was 'be not afraid.' later on, i wrote a letter to God, asking for a sign. the next thing i knew, mass happened and the song played was 'be not afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're going to make this work, were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to keep the spirit alive.  '&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Alison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;he ran to me, took me in his arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;he held my head to his chest and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"my sons come home again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;with forgiveness in his voice, he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"son, do you know i still love you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;he caught me by surprise, when God ran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Confirmation camp totally changed my life.I cried until i had no more tears left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Leah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You lift me up on wings like eagles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are Lord of Lords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You are King of Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You are mighty God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lord of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're Emmanuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the great "I AM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're my Prince of Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Who is the Lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the living God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're my saving grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You will reign forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You are ancient of days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the Alpha, Omega, Beginning and End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're my Savior, Messiah, Redeemer, and friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you're the prince of peace and i will live my life for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'lord,i give up to you my hurt,my fear,my everything.guide me,be with me always and let me be an instrument to you.watch over me and give me the willpower and courage to fight off my addictions,to fight off the evil one.you are the one who saves.amen.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6963550090834990360?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6963550090834990360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6963550090834990360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6963550090834990360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6963550090834990360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/confirmation-camp-2009.html' title='CONFIRMATION CAMP 2009'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1046820066798750895</id><published>2009-06-11T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:43:09.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOYS OVER FLOWER OST!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OMFishingG!! i'm like listening to the BOF OST NOW!!!! OMG OMG!! my dad just got back from korea!! i asked him help me buy,cause well im lazy to buy la..heh..OMG!! the fron got JI HOO,the back gt JI HOO,inside got JI HOO,also ONE PIC OF JI HOO!! OMG i was like screaming and jumping around the house and my dad gave me this weird look like...WTH! haha..he say in korea their posters are up like EVERYWHERE!! omg HOT MUCH!!!ahhh gt one of GU JUN PYO and YI JUNG!!!!!omg omg!!! im supposed to be packing my stuff for camp!! ahh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1046820066798750895?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1046820066798750895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1046820066798750895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1046820066798750895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1046820066798750895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/omfishingg-im-like-listening-to-bof-ost.html' title='BOYS OVER FLOWER OST!!!!!'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3887200371108833830</id><published>2009-06-11T13:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:58:34.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update update!</title><content type='html'>its been 3 days since i last posted...hmm..tues i was just plain lazy,yesterday my poor hands were too tired to move. but was a bloody good day yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to play BB with ryan,jolian and a couple of their friends so we were like headed to the place ryan suggested,where the old Serangoon Gardens Comunnity centre was but somehow it was lock.so we decided to walk back to the BBC at my place. from like 2-7 we were playing.half the time i was watching the guys playing la.i can't play as well compared to them.jolian's like freaking good sia..haha.so i missed mass cause that stupid jolian wanted to go swimming but in the end he just fell asleep at the BBC.loser! but there were like super EPIC moments la. damn funny! mostly took pic of jolian's epic and stupid decisions...好可爱!! haha...then we went back to my plac where ryan and jolian,ended up staying at my place till like 10. first they say want to come just to drink water then jolian end up washing his hair or what not..that bugger was walking round in my kitchen topless can! haha..at least he got abs la..haha..(oh shut up clarissa) then we were like in the living room.me watching tv with felicia(jolian invited her up) jolian too busy dj-maxing on his PSP.ryan watching jolian DJ-maxing.yea..then fel,ryan n i took turns playing DJ-max but fel and i fail like no one's business.haha. and...i found out jolian's weakness!! woots!! haha..(again.shut up clarissa)play like a super bull shit round of truth or dare,all our questions were all jolian realated...though we all said stuff not of jolian's good point but he still say he hot la..whatever..haha. so yesterday was an awesome day..but my knee is killing me..my hand hurts as well..:'( ah well..maybe after con camp we'll have another game soon! haha..this time perhaps from morning till night! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! con camp is in less than 24 hours! im like super excited but super shit man...i havent pack my bag!! but should i write the warm fuzzies now or during camp?!? haha stress sia..gonna write a hell lot of warm fuzzies! i've made so many friends since last years camp! haha...yay!!! CON CAMP!!!!!!!!! HAPPY HAPPY!!!!!!WHEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics of jolian's epic moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SjCcEzOtxAI/AAAAAAAAARY/Xmfc9LE_mXc/s1600-h/10062009166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SjCcEzOtxAI/AAAAAAAAARY/Xmfc9LE_mXc/s320/10062009166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345944363974116354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jolian's sleeping position 1. how 可爱!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SjCcbeknJ7I/AAAAAAAAARw/wNLr6XAbOpU/s1600-h/10062009170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SjCca27jAcI/AAAAAAAAARg/sbBHhdDTYfk/s320/10062009168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345944742924583362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jolian's epic moment climbing up the BB post and then damn scared to climb/jump down cause very high!!OMG..ryan n i were laughing like mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most epic one of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SjCcxWCqc8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/fwwPz35oGQE/s1600-h/10062009171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SjCcxWCqc8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/fwwPz35oGQE/s320/10062009171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345945129233052610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jolian hopping around the BBC yelling 'cramp!cramp!' epic fail sia!haha..right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you and ill see u soon;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3887200371108833830?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3887200371108833830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3887200371108833830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3887200371108833830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3887200371108833830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/update-update.html' title='update update!'/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SjCcEzOtxAI/AAAAAAAAARY/Xmfc9LE_mXc/s72-c/10062009166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6064321415959786084</id><published>2009-06-08T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:30:35.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know why but there are random moments when i just think back on life before i entered secondary school. so roughly 3 years,back when i was a mere sec1..the differences are HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought I'd have more guy friends than girls.then again,I'm even surprised I'd have close friends. though it doesn't always show,I'm actually rather anti-social.i have difficulty interacting with people my age...no common interest. that was then. now...well,technically I'm still anti social but it's not so bad as 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago,i never like the guys and vice versa but now,i have way more good friends as guys like David and retarded, as compared to girls.then again,3 years ago,i never saw myself as part of a clique.though I'm no longer part of them but the fact remains that i was actually part of a clique.it was definitely something new. i mean,i never thought that after pri school,i would actually see natalie again,let alone become considerably close to her.neither did i expect to actually have friends like leah,ethel and felicia. granted there were some topics and issues that i was not comfortable with but they were good when you needed to vent your anger..not really the people to go to for troubles and advise but great people to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago,i trusted people too easily and got betrayed repeatly. take the incident with anna and the other with althea. now, im not so silly and naive to spill my intermost thought to people i cannot trust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said..this is a really random post but i just like to pent these thoughts down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i (L) you with all my heart and soul but you'll never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6064321415959786084?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6064321415959786084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6064321415959786084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6064321415959786084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6064321415959786084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-know-why-but-there-are-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3209573250123245157</id><published>2009-06-06T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:42:14.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was awesome.spent the morning in church with the choir cause we were singing for some wedding..father bosco damn joke man! 'will u go your first son up to be a priest?' epic sia! haha... the afternoon was at hip hop. damn fun! haha.. then church for sunset mass then to the airpork to send dad off to KOREA! damn it..i so want to go now! haha..im soooo sad :'( ah wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,i think im nuts,i can and have been listening to chinese songs without going nuts! haha...like random songs..haha..right! yay! daddy can go korea help me get the OST of the korean dramas.i noe can by in singpaore but wat the heck! since he's going there! haha...i wish i hid in his suitcase! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love love love love love love love you.and when i saw you today,my heart totally melted!:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3209573250123245157?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3209573250123245157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3209573250123245157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3209573250123245157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3209573250123245157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1469276544410989570</id><published>2009-06-06T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:09:08.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha..omg this is like damn random can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i dont know why but i've been listening to chi songs on youtube the whole night since i've come home la..i mean first was for nicolas teo '當你孤單你會想起誰'the boys over flowers OST then it was like S.H.E and fahreheit for the hana kimi OST..haha...n i actually like these songs...haha..maybe im not so anti chinese afterall..haha..very upbeat la..haha..(L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1469276544410989570?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1469276544410989570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1469276544410989570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1469276544410989570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1469276544410989570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-608678605300343116</id><published>2009-06-05T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:03:54.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have i mentioned how much i LOVE boys over flowers? yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I LOVE BOYS OVER FLOWERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I LOVE JI HOO SUNBAE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I LOVE GU JUN PYO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I LOVE SOO YI JUENG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I LOVE LOVE JAN DI AND JI HOO SUNBAE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I LOVE JAN DI AND GU JUN PYO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all...i LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-608678605300343116?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/608678605300343116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=608678605300343116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/608678605300343116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/608678605300343116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-i-mentioned-how-much-i-love-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-7148973899351988938</id><published>2009-06-04T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:47:22.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi! IDK wat to post bout...today was B-O-R-I-N-G!!haha....lol..haha..goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love love love you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-7148973899351988938?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7148973899351988938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=7148973899351988938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7148973899351988938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7148973899351988938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-idk-wat-to-post-bout.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-5454170753503382519</id><published>2009-06-03T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:16:35.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been looking through some of my pics,especially those under the 'friends' folder and i've come to realise the many friends i've gained and/or lost throughout,this year/last year/3 years ago...but especially this year. i may have lost those whom i thought could understand and accept me for who i am,whom i trusted and whom i relied on whenever i had troubles. people like althea,leah,ethel,felicia,jeannine.people i thought were gonna remain my friends till pass my seconday education.but obviously this was not meant to be.but i've gained friends like david,retarded,olivia,clara,chermaine and nicole ng. i may not have known them for very long but whenever i've had troubles and worries and im feeling down,they're always there for me.even if i talked too much and i irritated them they would tell me. when im sad or just plain bored,i can count on david to cheer me up.i know these are the people i want. even then,i know that i dont hate leah,ethel,felicia,jeannine etc...just hurt and angry buti know i should let that do anything to me.i plan to make things right before the year ends,or before confirmation:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like a really random post. but i just felt like it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-5454170753503382519?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5454170753503382519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=5454170753503382519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5454170753503382519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5454170753503382519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-been-looking-through-some-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8284000107074779493</id><published>2009-06-02T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:08:49.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey! i know this is like a super late post and all but i really was damn lazy to blog during the weekend while i was at Shangri-la hotel! which as soon as i get my lazy butt to move...i will take and upload the pics onto the comp.anyways,PTM was not too bad..Mr Lim was like..totally cool..didnt see LAG cause got long queue. saw Mrs Elan and Mrs Susie Lee.nothing much la..i guess..i mean i know i need to work like super duper hard and all...ANYWAYS...I GOT A HAIRCUT and i TOTALLY LOVE IT! i think it totally suits me..haha...right...well..ya'll will see it when ya'll see me..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hotel stay was awesome though i mostly stayed in the room 24/7 but that was good cause though the room was like FREEZING COLD(even at 28degrees C) outside was burning hot! i went to the pool on the third day to read my book..and i was practically fried...the stupid chair was super hot! haha...right...all in all...basically F.U.N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i realise something...i like guys with big lovable eyes! haha...eg.WU ZUN and KIM HYUN JOONG(from BOF) and KIM BUM.so so so big lovable cute eyes! ahhh! haha&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you gave me a new meaning of love:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8284000107074779493?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8284000107074779493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8284000107074779493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8284000107074779493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8284000107074779493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-hey-i-know-this-is-like-super-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3631998254478324105</id><published>2009-05-26T22:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:12:43.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to post for some time now...but I've been REALLY busy...doing what? well...sam recommended this new korean show, 'Boys over Flowers' to me..and I've been hooked onto it since like...last week or so i think..Its SO AWESOME! after the first episode i was totally HOOKED!! like seriously... i shall give my opinion on each of the main character:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gu Jun Pyo-totally thought he was an ass when show first started..obnoxious spoilt little POS. but as the show progressed on..there's this totally nicer part to him,when he likes Jan Di,he goes all out to show his feelings. BUT he is rather possesive which was considered mostly a good thing considering that he sacrifices himself for Jan Di many times,even if he had to get beaten up,almost to death,for her. He's always scolding and insulting Jan Di but somehow,when u look at it,he's just rather scared for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Shv8sX1ZKuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WlLAEzEZAr8/s1600-h/gujunpyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Shv8sX1ZKuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WlLAEzEZAr8/s320/gujunpyo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340139622420261602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan Di-she's pretty,in a childish kind of way. The way she scolds Jun Pyo is awesome... Their relationship is so cool..but very complicated..like she likes Ji Hoo sunbae but then he doesnt return the feelings but only looks to her as a friend but then when he returns from france, Ji Hoo sunbae is now in love with Jan Di who is now in love with Jun Pyo sunbae and looks to him as a friend only. She also helps Ji Hoo sunbae reunite with his grandfather.she's sweet,kind and caring.totally likable:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Shv-797bFWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/z2ctqoM2uJc/s1600-h/Jando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Shv-797bFWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/z2ctqoM2uJc/s320/Jando.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340142089367393634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji Hoo sunbae- He's so nice and super handsome! he's eyes are so pretty! haha..those big pretty eyes. i wish guys were just like that. somehow i sometimes i wish guys were like that. so quiet and smart and so kind...the way he helps Jan Di especially through the bad times and even though he loves her,helps her with her problems with Jun Pyo. though he has a painful childhood,he still became such an awesome guy. He loves music but becomes a doctor in the end to cherish his grandfather's memory..ME LIKE!!&lt;3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SiVBNy2AW1I/AAAAAAAAARI/TSSu8TrU1Lc/s1600-h/jihoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SiVBNy2AW1I/AAAAAAAAARI/TSSu8TrU1Lc/s320/jihoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342748238187354962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/ShwBEoSGsqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/61YkhF0N3HQ/s1600-h/jihoo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/ShwBEoSGsqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/61YkhF0N3HQ/s320/jihoo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340144437199024802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yi Jeong sunbae:he's sort of a playboy but that's mainly due to his father upbringing. he's a talented potter whos got the cute BBL(boy boy look). he's such a good friend to Jan di and Jun Pyo sunbae,along with the other F4s.he treats Jan Di as their younger sister and always looks out for her.whenever she needs them,they will go to her regardless of anything...sweet much..&lt;3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/ShwEhtW2mvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/nJOchuKJS-E/s1600-h/yijung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/ShwEhtW2mvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/nJOchuKJS-E/s320/yijung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340148235312208626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Bin sunbae: though he is not really important in the show in a sense that his character doesn't stand out.but when it does,its really cool. he's the guy that mixes korean with english and like the eldest brother of the group. he protects Jan Di at all cost,fights all the bad guys etc and most of the time seen as a gangster.but he's cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/ShwFOhAUvYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/a4w8Meona5U/s1600-h/woobin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/ShwFOhAUvYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/a4w8Meona5U/s320/woobin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340149005090602370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically,what starts out as a bitter relationship between Jan Di  and Jun Pyo while Jan Di likes Ji Hoo,who doesnt return her feelings until later,turns into true love. a total must watch! i've been hooked onto it! its like the latest craze in school now man..haha. elaine and i spent quite some time on that topic this afternoon! JI HOO is zee &lt;3:p&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SiVA3nUhQeI/AAAAAAAAARA/ZwzsCsmFefM/s320/BOF1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342747857136992738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i may love them but i love you more:)&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3631998254478324105?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3631998254478324105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3631998254478324105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3631998254478324105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3631998254478324105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-meaning-to-post-for-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/Shv8sX1ZKuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WlLAEzEZAr8/s72-c/gujunpyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-5737173501669375092</id><published>2009-05-19T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:40:53.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today started off really good...until now....ugh!! i cant stand it...your driving me nuts..now i noe my source of these headaches i've been having...(mum if ur reading this...its not u...even though u were scolding me just now) JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i LOVE him NOT YOU! leave me alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-5737173501669375092?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5737173501669375092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=5737173501669375092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5737173501669375092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5737173501669375092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-started-off-really-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-4285801065147865559</id><published>2009-05-18T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:19:43.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE OVER!!! yea man!! bio paper was gooooooodddd....haha... onli forgot a little bout the micro villi and one last point bout the liver...yea...then had an awesome time at the library and at home..movies marathon..im officially a BIG fan of paul rudd...super funny awesome guy who looks like he's in his 30 when he's 40+..haha..way cool...esp clueless and in the michelle phieffer movie...so cool...haha....right... random much! anyways,cant wait for canteen on sunday and then CON CAMP!!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love you with an everlasting heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-4285801065147865559?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4285801065147865559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=4285801065147865559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4285801065147865559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4285801065147865559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-are-over-yea-man-bio-paper-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-4132787673033620573</id><published>2009-05-17T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:41:09.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG..i swear yesterday was super epic! haha..had a damn fun time at dance...we were all laughing like mad cause we had to kiss our finger...it was really weird..anyways,after dance went to meet dad at J8..but went to buy david's prezzie first..was at like mini toon..and i saw deborah,my guides senior.. then was at popular,ran into tt brownie junior of mine...cant remember her name:P and jonP's older sister.i was seriously going WTH is going on here man...then as i was walking to NTUC..suddenly i saw Swee Ting! haha...we were like both shocked..swee ting was like imagine if we see yishan here..haha... damn funny..met so many people..n i was laughing my heads off man! ahah..yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today usual,choir then slack in canteen..except tt i studied bio for awhile...exam tmr!! then went for cat..cat was super fun today...P&amp;amp;W the first part then we broke into our smaller groups and then settled logistics for next week's canteen.which was really epic la.. uncle anthony kept reading out ppls who's mums were gonna bring food and they're answer was like HUH? jolian's answer was the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;uncle athony: your mother bringing pineapple rice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jolian: HUH?!? pineapple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the look on jolian's face was priceless man..haha... then tuition and now at home..ok...gtg study! ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll love you till the twelve of never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-4132787673033620573?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4132787673033620573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=4132787673033620573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4132787673033620573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4132787673033620573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8051337679095583933</id><published>2009-05-15T14:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:28:52.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 more paper then im FREE!!! yea baby!! haha...bio's on monday..maybe going out with james after tt..haha..yay yay yay yay YAY!!random post much...haha..watevs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8051337679095583933?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8051337679095583933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8051337679095583933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8051337679095583933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8051337679095583933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-more-paper-then-im-free-yea-baby-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1763138684737672559</id><published>2009-05-13T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:11:37.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M NUTS! seriosuly! it's like my exam week and here I am instead of studying,i'm blogging,watching JAG(i can't help that...david james elliot is just delish:D[L]),watching red thread(this show is awesome..) sleeping so late n NOT because i'm studying but because recently i've been hooked on this stupid FB game called restaurant city by the playfish thingy! its like really dumb but idk y im just super addicted to it! BLEAH! CONCENTRATE man!!!!ARGH!! Emath p2 +chem tmr! im as good as dead meat!!!this shows how retarded and lazy i am! throwing away everything i worked for last year! i need motivation!!! HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need you more than anything!! be my motivation pls![L]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1763138684737672559?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1763138684737672559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1763138684737672559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1763138684737672559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1763138684737672559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-nuts-seriosuly-its-like-my-exam-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-2344678051576484449</id><published>2009-05-12T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:04:01.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its sooo sad..may he rest in peace:'( my poor heart shaped flour balloon burst today..its a he cause its purple=donny osmond's fav colour THEREFORE = donny my balloon.no logic but who cares...after months  of sqeezing it..it burst today! soooo sad...sob sob..i miss it alr..my faithful companion for the past two days...the onli thing that kept me company at like 2 am in the morn when no one else was awake...so sad...may 'donny the balloon' rest in peace in the dustbin...didnt have time for a proper burial...:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i will never stop loving you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-2344678051576484449?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2344678051576484449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=2344678051576484449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2344678051576484449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2344678051576484449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-sooo-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-6590142958665559060</id><published>2009-05-11T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:53:17.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished reading the student's guide for 'to kill a mockingbird' Harper lee..OK so i kinda skipped to the last past! but hey its not like i haven't finished the book already.just wanted to see how they explained the last few chapters..its really cool..like,you see Jem becoming like Atticus and Scout becoming a lady and lastly,the case of then phantom Boo Radley is finally solved. scout sees boo and isn't scared of him at all..granted this is the part where bob Ewell tries to kill the kids,therefore proving atticus wrong(when he says that bob Ewell isn't dangerous) for like one of the rare times in the book.but from that chapter alone,you'll see that Jem has become more and more like atticus,taking the role of older brother to scout and protecting her..causing him to break his arm(OUCH!) its really cool..i really really &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 the book! ha ha..idk y ppl say so boring..it holds sooo much meaning to it..like racism and prejudices..haha..cool right! right..study time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-6590142958665559060?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6590142958665559060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=6590142958665559060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6590142958665559060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/6590142958665559060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-finished-reading-students-guide.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-2800343576226597695</id><published>2009-05-11T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:25:20.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if ppl are wondering y im up so late..im actually trying not to fall asleep so that i can wake up my mum so tt she can study..its true..haha..hard to explain..anyways,today was alright..cat class was..not too bad..and as my mum noticed,everytime uncle edmund comes up to talk,the whole class groans..loudly..haha...his 5 min talkis nvr even close to 5min.lol..and when we were in our small group,nicole,alister and i were like sooo retarded/random. because the three of us plus a couple others brought thermometers,we were like taking our temperature..and our termometer was making sooo much noise..haha! right..then towards the end of lesson..alister damn funny.. he taped himself with masking tape that said 'kiss me' i kid you not...and the best part was...he couldnt take it out after that..poor dude..when uncle anthony pulled it out for him...quick and painful...OUCH! poor alister..haha..hope his mouth is okay..haha..yea..then cheena tuition all the way from 4-6,had crab for dinner then study lit till like an hour ago...haha..now..waiting for 2am so tt i can wake mum up..so poor thing..have to study for exam as well..haha..ah wells! JY mum! ill pray for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;everytime i see you,i love you more and more:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-2800343576226597695?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2800343576226597695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=2800343576226597695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2800343576226597695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/2800343576226597695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-ppl-are-wondering-y-im-up-so-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8084753662523083757</id><published>2009-05-09T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:12:49.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from mother's day dinner....i mean lunch.:P yea...for once since a VERY VERY VERY long time...we were actually the first to arrive! everyone was shocked! haha... then kids one table,adults another...sis called back..so yea..one big happy family..haha...its amazing how,by being the oldest or third oldest cuz in the fam...my sibs and i do more things than the rest..i mean considering that matt n my age gap isnt very far..like a year or so onli but its like ben's and matt's first time trying ginger ale...ahh...it was sooo good..lol...haha...ok..total randmness..but matt was totally emo man!:'( haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,gigi and uncle eddy gave me new CDs! yay! i've got seducing mr perfect! yay yay yay yay! and wild child and a cinderella story! woot woot! haha..lame and retardeness going on here...no matters...considering i just woke up from my nap..its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been really good..following the advise from aunty V and the rest of the catechist+retarded and paul...i've been feeling a little better...i know that almost ,if not all,like aunty V and aunty Pom and uncle aloy,have watched me grow up over the years so i feel really blessed that i have ppl like them and many others who truly care for me,apart from my own family of course. ppl that understand what your going thru...be it an annoying aunt or a squabble or gossip..they can and will always be there for me.:) i know now not to take comments that hurt me personally but to use them as stepping stones.all my enemies,all who dislike me,their just stepping stones in life that will help me grow and be a better person in future. therefore(i still havent come off that stupid math phase) any shit that comes my way.ill always have my friends to cheer me up and push me towards the finishing line:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i love you and i love ur smile:) pretty:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8084753662523083757?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8084753662523083757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8084753662523083757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8084753662523083757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8084753662523083757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-came-back-from-mothers-day-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-7744506988828848988</id><published>2009-05-08T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:27:37.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the last of my exams for the wekk. i've got no exam tmr cause thankfully im not an arts student...imagine 3hrs of ART exam..i might just faint.today was SS and emath...SS was A MAJOR KILLER!i wanted to pull hair out alr! chi was as bad yesterday but onli paper 2 onli..haha..ok..total random post la..but watching enchanted...two hottest guys ever! patrick dempsey and james marsden..lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my life. another random point..haha..yay!! omg..patrick dempsey is like damn hot la...and so damn cute! haha! i love his cute smile! so BBL can! haha :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;oh...i love you and i miss you always! hehe:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-7744506988828848988?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7744506988828848988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=7744506988828848988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7744506988828848988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7744506988828848988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-last-of-my-exams-for-wekk.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-417659387109713686</id><published>2009-05-02T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:56:57.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! swimming was sooo fun! haha..did like 21 laps,6 for warm up then 10 non stop! so fun! in like 30 min...and and and.....i got a freaking tan! i mean i wanted a tan but not until so uneven! its like the top part of my legs are milk and the bottom's coffee! mixed together we get MILO!NOT(milk+coffee=kopi...er..something!haha)...n i still have so much energy...i wanna do this everyday...maybe if i work hard enough i may aim for my gold star! yea right..haha..well..later's dance,having lunch with the fam first...then maybe go church! whee!!! see?? HIGH!!! im like rocking my chair and im typing damn fast! yikes! I WANNA GO SWIMMING AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you brighten up my day!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-417659387109713686?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/417659387109713686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=417659387109713686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/417659387109713686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/417659387109713686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-swimming-was-sooo-fun-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-395921036467803786</id><published>2009-05-02T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:18:49.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a good day! went for a swim..18 laps! woots! then mugging till like 9pm..haha..now watching dick van dyke! i think he's damn cool! haha...its some mystery show..coolios much!&lt;br /&gt;i somehow have a strange fascination for older stars and what nots.. haha ok..shall stop writing and watch the show now..i hate the background music..its causing me goosebumps...brrr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-395921036467803786?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/395921036467803786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=395921036467803786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/395921036467803786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/395921036467803786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-good-day-went-for-swim.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8336829613545785455</id><published>2009-05-01T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:35:32.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey hey! random post here...well..its labour day! its been damn long since i stay up tis late...sigh sigh...bo life la! haha...tmr is still undecided so we'll see where it takes us! now i think i shall be heading to sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8336829613545785455?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8336829613545785455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8336829613545785455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8336829613545785455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8336829613545785455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-hey-hey-random-post-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1953674054621494191</id><published>2009-04-29T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:29:22.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so glad i came for mass today... didn't feel like going today but somehow I felt i needed to..and im glad i did..fr bosco's sermon was really good..like it actually meant something to me.&lt;br /&gt;he said sometimes hardships are really blessings in disguise. and i have to agree with him.&lt;br /&gt;it's helped me a lot thru the years..i've learnt things bout others that i might not have known if something bad happened...so yea..im glad i went today..maybe it was god's will..ill never noe..but im glad i listened..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1953674054621494191?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1953674054621494191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1953674054621494191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1953674054621494191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1953674054621494191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-glad-i-came-for-mass-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1404352458108651779</id><published>2009-04-28T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:42:50.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>council invest was a BLAST! prayer service was somewhat messy. sis agatha was annoying me..dont wanna elaborate,those there know what happened. i love RE but im dreading it next term.. this is SAD!:'( anyways,left class super early then mingled with the other schools,RI,Maris Stella,St Gab's,Monfort..etc.. anyways,the ppl mostly quite nice la..considering that i mostly talked to the guys(cause lang and the rest all didnt wanna talked..lols) though the monfort guys were entertaing but sometimes damn annoying.anyways,i'll miss all you sec 4/5s graduates! haha..esp to the AVA crew(aka celine,kartijah and MAO) i had so much fun this past few months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post the pics up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and when i first saw you i was like..sweeeettt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n i wanted to noe more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1404352458108651779?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1404352458108651779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1404352458108651779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1404352458108651779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1404352458108651779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/council-invest-was-blast-prayer-service.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-5753172394788425113</id><published>2009-04-25T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T16:58:11.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2.4 was awesome today! had my own cheering team consisting of my mummy,my two screaming baby cousins,my uncle and aunt! timing not too bad..14-15min+ got to say was impressed considering my knee..but I'm glad i had my motivation. oh n not forgetting my darling juniors,jasper and Claudia and Jaime and yeni and the rest i cant remember,u guys rocked! u helped me by just being there for me cheering me on.and even though i don't always say this,u guys rock! ST HELEN ALL THE WAY! haha..just came back from dance and i m so tired..muscles feel like jelly now..lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note,for those who have stood by me this past few weeks,mainly Ollie,Chermaine,Paul,retarded and Clara,just to name a few.u guys have given me the motivation and inspiration AND encouragement to preserve and not too care what others say bout me but what i think of myself is all that matters. and i can only say that its cause of god's grace that i have friends like u,friends i never wanna let go off.esp to retarded and Paul,thank u guys,for encouraging and 'looking after' me when i was really down and  lost.u guys gave me some hope and because of that i can still be happy:) u guys are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been a rather trying week but as the saying goes, 'sticks and stones may hurt my bones but words cant kill me'-mummy(or something like that anyway..i forgot the last part..HEH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;love is patient love is kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;love does not get jealous or angry or frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;so i shan't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-5753172394788425113?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5753172394788425113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=5753172394788425113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5753172394788425113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5753172394788425113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/2.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-214263762069411044</id><published>2009-04-24T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:10:03.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess where im at?....can guess? IM IN SCHOOL!haha..&lt;br /&gt;guess which part of school? hmmm...i shan't say!!! haha..retarded and random much! but yea..anyways,this is me saying ADIOS to 6th student council..its been fun but im not gonna continue with 7th council... :'( actually im not as affected as i would be..gives me more time to sleep in the morning and not take up so much of my time...haha...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love is a commitment:))&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/26041092-214263762069411044?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/214263762069411044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=214263762069411044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/214263762069411044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/214263762069411044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/guess-where-im-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3356913666205397075</id><published>2009-04-22T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:41:07.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG OMG! i love SEDUCING MR PERFECT! its awesome! daniel henney is sooo freaking awesomly SMOKING HOT! woots! haha..towards the ending when he realises he's falling in love with her like super bad...his expressions are oh sooooo swoonable! haha i can watch it over and over again! WHEE! but gt exams coming up..so gotta start mugging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3356913666205397075?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3356913666205397075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3356913666205397075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3356913666205397075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3356913666205397075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-omg-i-love-seducing-mr-perfect-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3659227842023083137</id><published>2009-04-21T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:30:59.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thx for your advice. you brought me back to my senses:) i'll try to listen to the one in white with the pretty halo and cool wings sitting on my shoulder rather than the one in red with a pitchfork.:)&lt;br /&gt;thx for teaching me not to stoop this low anymore.i promise to try never to do tt again.you made me realise how many ppl i'll be letting down,especially you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've made me see that the past is the past and that's where it'll remain and to cherish all i have now most of all those awesome friends and family i have(even my gay cuz:P) and that i can always count on you guys to support me all the way:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;3 you mummy!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3659227842023083137?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3659227842023083137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3659227842023083137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3659227842023083137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3659227842023083137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/thx-for-your-advice.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-7754494050345175537</id><published>2009-04-18T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:27:28.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE BOTH OF YOU SHOULD JUST DROP DEAD. especially you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;althea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ THIS. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;I HATE YOU&lt;/span&gt;. TILL THE END OF TIME. I CANT BELIEVE I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND.HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON?SINCE LAST YR? YOU TWO FACED (i shant say it here cause this blogs public) i swear if we werent in different schools..youd be sry we ever met.I KNOW I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you and your best friend have a nice time burning with lucifer.i wish you never were in brownies.i wouldnt have met you then or we might not be in touch even if we were in the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE I TREATED YOU LIKE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;. EVEN MY SIBS OR MY CUZ DONT STOOP THIS LOW. YOURE AS GOOD AS DEAD TO ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-7754494050345175537?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7754494050345175537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=7754494050345175537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7754494050345175537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7754494050345175537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/both-of-you-should-just-drop-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1000921598750180912</id><published>2009-04-16T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:16:39.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant stand u(neither can i sit on u...no matter how i want to).&lt;br /&gt;ur immature,childish,selfish,rude and u think everyone loves you cause u think ur so perfect when face it..ur far from it. ur attitude sucks even more than mine and u think guys just fall at ur feet..face it..u cant do it,never can never will..just stop trying..somethimes it just makes me wanna laugh(not to sound mean but i swear its true) you may be smart but u sure dont act like it..pls just save yourself and as much as u want to give us a laugh..i have one word 4 u. FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do u make me go thru this time after time.&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea what it does to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1000921598750180912?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1000921598750180912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1000921598750180912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1000921598750180912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1000921598750180912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-stand-uneither-can-i-sit-on-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3032147968958681272</id><published>2009-04-15T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:25:57.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha..OMG...napfa was awesome..i didnt fail NAPFA:D happy happy happy! managed to like scrap by with a SILVER!!! WHEE!!! school was not as stressful as yesterday..was quite fun actually...especially BIO..again...humiliating..but fun! &lt;3 3G biologist! haha!! woots! nth much happened today..but retarded! i owe you a date kies!!!:D june hols june hols:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3032147968958681272?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3032147968958681272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3032147968958681272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3032147968958681272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3032147968958681272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3334164430663274524</id><published>2009-04-13T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:34:28.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was good today! haha..maths first period alr kena scolding! scary!! lols..then eng read newspaper..totally slacking..read like the headlines this morning at home alr..haha..then math again..scold somemore.. then PE! i managed to pass shuttle run on my first try! yay!! then recess.. was like normal.. after tt chi...so sianz..dont wanna talk bout it. bio..was..well...normal i guess... last two period SS...ms ong didnt come! woots! haha..so spend that time catching up with lalang and chermaine! haha.. u guys rock! i love ur expressions chermaine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx for being there for me guys! u were really awesome! i mean U guys...chermaine,clara and marilyn...oh and althea retarded and benny! u helped me out a whole lot man! wise ppl my frens are...future yoda retarded is:P hehe..&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i go WTH?!?:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3334164430663274524?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3334164430663274524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3334164430663274524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3334164430663274524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3334164430663274524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-good-today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-1448851904839705169</id><published>2009-04-12T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:29:46.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;fiesta was fun though was there for a short while.. easter virgil last night was awesome...very tiring but its okies...was cam-whoring with nicole ng haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS CHRIST IS RISEN TODAY! WOOTS! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;why did u do that?&lt;br /&gt;im so confused now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sick of life.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna die already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe you did that.&lt;br /&gt;im still in shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-1448851904839705169?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1448851904839705169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=1448851904839705169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1448851904839705169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/1448851904839705169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-happy-easter-everyone-fiesta-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-7080726028761619440</id><published>2009-04-06T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:16:42.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was great today... was super high especially when with charmaine and ollie! thx lots for giving your support man...to those who took the time to read it,im glad most or almost all of you are supporting it.it really means a lot to me.  this week's holy week and i promise ill try to attend mass more often no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant you just stop all this crap. im sick of it and im sick of you. everytime i see you,you just disgust me more and more.i can't stand it anymore. just leave me alone.i dont need you and i never needed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i dont ever wanna hurt you.you make me feel hopeful,you gave me life and ill never forget that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-7080726028761619440?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7080726028761619440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=7080726028761619440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7080726028761619440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/7080726028761619440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-great-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-223279615638526025</id><published>2009-04-04T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:20:53.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG..just got back from the marist stella campfire..it was awesome! haha..met elaine and priynka at the mrt then we bussed down to maris...met ashton..and their gateway was super duper cool..haha.. the opening of the campfire was cool as well..haha..was sitting inbetween cat high and bishan park sec. like we were the onli group with 3 guides only..haha.. but super fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the games was the newspaper dancing game..super fun..haha..i dragged elaine up with me and she ended up as the winner cause her partner carried her..i came in second..lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all..campfire was great! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-223279615638526025?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/223279615638526025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=223279615638526025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/223279615638526025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/223279615638526025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-5448614671269822662</id><published>2009-04-04T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:18:53.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mission today was AWESOME! i love mission man! haha..last year's was as good as well.. the ppl from last year,mainly joshua and father gerard could remember me..i was damn shocked..lol..the were like u were the probate last yr,long hair..etc..i was like yeeeaaa...hahahaha...damn funny..then i keep making fun of joshua..good times good times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school was damn stressed since i was waiting for mummy to bring my guides uniform for me(my fault! left it at home!)lols.. then after guides went to church..after church,stations after stations penitential service...then met folks for dinner but ended up eating with angela and naomi after we met at market later...then camwhoring..haha... ciao for now! i wanna go private blogging! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-5448614671269822662?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5448614671269822662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=5448614671269822662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5448614671269822662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/5448614671269822662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/mission-today-was-awesome-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-4929187522534725005</id><published>2009-04-02T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:25:43.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was awesome today! haha..from bio onwards that is...mr lim wasnt there but no worries,we studied 'BIOLOGY' on our own..hehe...super retarded...chi was interesting..i was so bored i started drawing like 3 different drawings..will post up two of them soon..last one's private..or rather..published somewhere else.. amaths remedial was super retarded as well..the teacher..mr choo was hilarious..though he treated us as though we were like babies..haha...den went for tuition..i t was super fun!! haha..i was giggling like mad and i didnt even noe y!! haha.. so cool! then we checked out hotel 626..i was super freaked...haha..clutching my bag like no one's business..lol..ok..time to watch JAG!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for mission!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i hate that i love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you make me feel so little in this big world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yet when im with you i feel like im at the top of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss your smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when im near you i can't breathe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you make me feel like im floating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-4929187522534725005?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4929187522534725005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=4929187522534725005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4929187522534725005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/4929187522534725005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-was-awesome-today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-3655245270870638822</id><published>2009-04-01T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:58:48.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i fall,it hurts so bad esp when i try and stand up and it hurts like hell that i fall down again..maybe fall deeper than i should get.&lt;br /&gt;i'm this way because of you...and i dont think i want out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-3655245270870638822?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3655245270870638822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=3655245270870638822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3655245270870638822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/3655245270870638822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-i-fallit-hurts-so-bad-esp-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-281384805252330169</id><published>2009-03-31T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:06:35.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime i get hurt, i hope the pain will go away but it never seems to.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i fall,i fall deeper and deeper.&lt;br /&gt;everytime tears fall,i just wish it'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i need you,you're so far away.the more i need you,the further you get.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i fall, i want to just fly up and spare myself the pain.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i try to forget,it never leaves me.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i need someone to talk to,they don't seem to care&lt;br /&gt;everytime i long for you,you're not always there.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i seem to drift away, it seems i already have.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i feel betrayed,thats cause i am.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i feel cheated,its cause of you.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i don't trust anyone,its cause of what you did to me.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i thought i could trust you,i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i gave you my all,i realise you'll just use it against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime it seems like it was a good day,you ruined it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i done to deserve this? its just kills me inside to know that you are the cause of my pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-281384805252330169?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/281384805252330169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=281384805252330169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/281384805252330169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/281384805252330169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/everytime-i-get-hurt-i-hope-pain-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Clarissa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a8ShWipNmPo/SKWT_WUXRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BuP2Go1tqc0/S220/formal+cool.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26041092.post-8168476100094898590</id><published>2009-03-26T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:25:14.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAMP was super fun and awesome! i think jinming,peihua,deb and pam did an awesome job!too lazy to go into details but...leaders camp was a little messy but super fun...guides camp first day was super xiong...everyone kena scolding left right center... haha...everyone cannot follow instructions...second day went much better...PH and i quite impressed with the St johns..haha...they respond damn well! haha..then after UG exchange guides attitude change a lot man...everything also respond until super loud! damn impressed man...less scoldings as well..haha...PH and jin can shout until i really salute them man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..ok fine..stopping here now...ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS...JAG is the bomb! todays episode funny!&lt;br /&gt;*rabb uses sword to hit harriet's butt*GO NAVY!&lt;br /&gt;haha..damn funny!woots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26041092-8168476100094898590?l=lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeistragicwithoutyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8168476100094898590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26041092&amp;postID=8168476100094898590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8168476100094898590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26041092/posts/default/8168476100094898590'/><link 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