<?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-27857991</id><updated>2011-10-10T20:55:35.673+08:00</updated><category term='CHANG CHANG'/><category term='You know i love you =)'/><category term='baka darling'/><category term='LoveS only YOU'/><title type='text'>green room</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>496</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-6533160490070500255</id><published>2011-02-23T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T18:29:27.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day</title><content type='html'>last night i had a run with my elder brother and it was actually fun. No kidding im having muscle ache or it was really tiring - it felt good. (: i would probably continue this. And my swimming - thanks to the rain i cant go swimming today. What my plan for today was to wake up in the afternoon, swim under the hot and bright sun - get alittle tanned. Then come home and start my assignments! But all i did was watch drama play itouch and did some power rider. Its his birthday and he is in camp. I know i shldnt be into it but it aint march yet. Though the whole march thing was a little dumb to begin with. Its like going to be a year and im still stuck thinking of him at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i thinking seriously. &lt;br /&gt;Fml haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im meeting jon now. Shuteppan (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-6533160490070500255?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6533160490070500255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6533160490070500255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-another-day.html' title='just another day'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5605099937455090763</id><published>2011-02-19T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T16:56:51.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>Im so tired seriously. Busy doing up delon birthday book thn study cos of tests. Siannn. Seriously i need more sleep lol&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5605099937455090763?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5605099937455090763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5605099937455090763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/02/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5226708776772726047</id><published>2011-02-12T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:29:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cramps</title><content type='html'>Cramps hurting like fuck - first blood&lt;br /&gt;stomach not feeling well - double kill&lt;br /&gt;headache - triple kill&lt;br /&gt;feel like vomiting - MEGA KILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks lar seriously. all these symptoms just make me feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe im going to plan another surprise birthday thingy for him. when am i going to learn and stop doing these things. i know i should stop but the more i want to stop the more i want to do stuff for him. this sucks. FML!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing up a birthday book for him too. why sia. why am i so stupid. seriously i need to get a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i might be getting a fulltime job soon. Sigma Aldrich. i hope i get it.!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5226708776772726047?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5226708776772726047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5226708776772726047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/02/cramps.html' title='cramps'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-594018273572386576</id><published>2011-02-07T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T16:25:41.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy afternoon</title><content type='html'>Rawr&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-594018273572386576?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/594018273572386576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/594018273572386576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/02/lazy-afternoon.html' title='lazy afternoon'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5255662678504048158</id><published>2011-01-29T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T12:50:29.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally got my HTC back. sucks that i thought i back up everything. end up i dont know how to put it back in. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. Android Market can get it all back. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some RANDOM thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the worst thing about a crush is when you know he's married. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this sucks alot alot. cos sometimes you will just wished he werent married. or married only can &lt;s&gt;divorce&lt;/s&gt; what! argh&lt;br /&gt;then i look back and i myself crush a facilitator when i know he was married. He was extremely nice to me and only me. Whats not to love about this faci man. -.- The only thing blocking the whole teacher student relationship was - he's married.  Sometimes i think that guys shouldnt be so nice to people of the opposite sex , it would cause misunderstanding and also when you are like married already!!! give people like me false hopes. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;there was a point of time where i wanted to have him for my own. seriously. i thought of many ways to "try" break them up in my head. i was evil then but it all faded away lar. afterall he is untouchable why waste time now thinking of such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/updates&lt;br /&gt;i have been studying alot recently that it scares the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;i can give up big bang theory and start sitting at my desk and study for hours. [which is quite creepy cos i hvnt been doing that for a very long time]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5255662678504048158?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5255662678504048158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5255662678504048158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-finally-got-my-htc-back.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2188800939491003738</id><published>2011-01-10T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:24:01.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raining</title><content type='html'>it has been raining and raining. the weather is so cold. anyways im meeting my secondary school frens now. and i seriously hate the weather!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2188800939491003738?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2188800939491003738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2188800939491003738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/01/raining.html' title='raining'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8833318694302531424</id><published>2011-01-09T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T15:11:37.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally?</title><content type='html'>I just want him out of my life now. I hope I can tahan not contacting him or anything. after all I deleted all my photos and memories of him. I need to reconstruct my life. do stuff that won't remind me of him. do things that makes myself happier and healthier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will need to start doing my qt daily. and re-order my life, my schdeule properly. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8833318694302531424?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8833318694302531424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8833318694302531424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/01/finally.html' title='finally?'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8721559755257521580</id><published>2011-01-09T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:49:55.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>its tearing up my heart when im with you&lt;br /&gt;but when we are apart i feel it too&lt;br /&gt;and no matter what i do i feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;with or without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8721559755257521580?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8721559755257521580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8721559755257521580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/01/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7054961751656542960</id><published>2011-01-08T14:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T14:18:27.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid turtle fong</title><content type='html'>my stupid turtle apparently blocked me on her stupid blog! idiot. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7054961751656542960?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7054961751656542960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7054961751656542960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/01/stupid-turtle-fong.html' title='stupid turtle fong'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8233165105658512349</id><published>2011-01-08T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T01:29:14.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i did it again</title><content type='html'>i talk to him when i say i want a delon free week. &lt;br /&gt;damn it i cant control just hv to talk to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways its been so long since i last did my qt and i did it today. feels so stranger to me. i stopped ever since i dont remember but more than 2 years i guess. came out of committee and going back in again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going to change for me this year&lt;br /&gt;i must study hard&lt;br /&gt;            work hard&lt;br /&gt;            play hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to lose weight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8233165105658512349?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8233165105658512349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8233165105658512349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-did-it-again.html' title='i did it again'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-4256567357579466659</id><published>2011-01-05T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T20:01:34.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored n headache</title><content type='html'>im working at Nuskin but at reception. damn boring sia. somemore the chinese new year song is killing me. seriously i hate the "dong dong dong chiang" sucks to the core. i prefer christmas song definitely. beats it hands down! lol. &lt;br /&gt;i just cant wait to knock off from work. i got this interview but the person didnt reply my email. so im not sure if i should go anot. jia lat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog on my HTC desire z&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-4256567357579466659?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4256567357579466659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4256567357579466659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/01/bored-n-headache.html' title='bored n headache'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-4267192509246384672</id><published>2011-01-04T15:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T15:09:58.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying out on my htc desire z</title><content type='html'>i just downloaded a app and wanted to try it out. hope it works? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-4267192509246384672?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4267192509246384672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4267192509246384672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/01/trying-out-on-my-htc-desire-z.html' title='trying out on my htc desire z'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8581186403673992737</id><published>2011-01-04T14:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:50:55.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>Morning 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything got to go. Im trying to have a NO delon week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn eventually no delon month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully no delon year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- if thats possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i got into SIM - Bachelor of English with Psychology starting end of the month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i bought my new phone HTC desire Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TSK9kyzvn3I/AAAAAAAADQ8/r4w_BwpdwAM/s1600/htc-desire-z.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558213329940356978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TSK9kyzvn3I/AAAAAAAADQ8/r4w_BwpdwAM/s400/htc-desire-z.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TSK9lvDWTOI/AAAAAAAADRE/2XWwL8asw8U/s1600/htc-desire-z-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558213346111933666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TSK9lvDWTOI/AAAAAAAADRE/2XWwL8asw8U/s400/htc-desire-z-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My laptop died on me and i need to buy a new one - im getting a DESKTOP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Im still working at Nuskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Oh ya, i talked to my cute guy. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i got slapped - dont ask why [left ear mufflered] - cant hear properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. my left eye is hurting now as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. met up with jon and kc at Old School - Timbre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i suddenly feel lazy to blog. shall stop here till later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8581186403673992737?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8581186403673992737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8581186403673992737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TSK9kyzvn3I/AAAAAAAADQ8/r4w_BwpdwAM/s72-c/htc-desire-z.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5608704308444556679</id><published>2010-07-13T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:42:30.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alot of things passed. LOl&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched twilight the eclipse, predators, despicable me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORK WORK WORK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's where you will find me. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anything just Facebook. lol (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5608704308444556679?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5608704308444556679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5608704308444556679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/07/alot-of-things-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7017816323961392836</id><published>2010-06-27T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T01:08:00.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh i hate it when my period comes earlier than expected. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7017816323961392836?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7017816323961392836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7017816323961392836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/argh-i-hate-it-when-my-period-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8040771014506647608</id><published>2010-06-23T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T23:05:13.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got alot of things to blog about but nth seems to come out in words.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i met him. happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im just lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8040771014506647608?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8040771014506647608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8040771014506647608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-got-alot-of-things-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8074075699784724416</id><published>2010-06-16T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:08:30.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alot of things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Met up with Jon cos his work ended early. He bought the FCUK shirt lar. i also want man! ): Later on met up with Andy, Joel Joshua and Innzheng who decided to come join us for dinner at AOBA ramen shop or sth like that at ION. Alot of craziness and dessert at Wheelock place. Lazy to blog man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had a Interview at Parklane at 10am so had to wake up early = sian. Met Cleon for breakfast at the usual coffee shop near my house. He drove me to parklane. Super duper Heavy rain! Seriously cannot make it lar. Was Wet during the interview. Rain water. ): He drove me home then i pack my stuff to meet Xiwen. Pictures in FaceBook. I lazy! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TIRED MAN TMR STILL GOT WHOLE DAY OF INTERVIEW! SIAN TO THE MAX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;he called, just recovered from fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;poor him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;i miss him alot but of cos he doesnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;which hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;should i just go to his place on friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;leave chocolates behind and pack my stuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;so that i can walk out of his life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;my mind say YES but my heart says NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8074075699784724416?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8074075699784724416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8074075699784724416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/alot-of-things.html' title='Alot of things'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-4755040937378120521</id><published>2010-06-15T13:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T13:37:14.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interviews Again</title><content type='html'>I got 2 interviews on the way. Seriously. I hope to get either one. I just want to get a Job like now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-4755040937378120521?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4755040937378120521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4755040937378120521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/interviews-again.html' title='Interviews Again'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-3626458074295415268</id><published>2010-06-14T22:40:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T03:02:06.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanning with Turtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SENTOSA - TANNING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZ0yPE5H0I/AAAAAAAADQo/FoDZgEBfJjU/s1600/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZYHH9CVlI/AAAAAAAADLg/Iroz2oNQfMU/s400/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482666475787540050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZP1MEWPlI/AAAAAAAADLY/kJdStM0-uxM/s1600/IMG_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZP1MEWPlI/AAAAAAAADLY/kJdStM0-uxM/s400/IMG_0380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482657371561279058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZP0uTaB-I/AAAAAAAADLQ/SRvqjEp0MC8/s1600/IMG_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZP0uTaB-I/AAAAAAAADLQ/SRvqjEp0MC8/s400/IMG_0381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482657363571378146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZP0MNXedI/AAAAAAAADLI/4OHr0ZGlPL4/s1600/IMG_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZP0MNXedI/AAAAAAAADLI/4OHr0ZGlPL4/s400/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482657354419239378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZPznfhCbI/AAAAAAAADLA/uWQAm1aNu4o/s1600/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZPznfhCbI/AAAAAAAADLA/uWQAm1aNu4o/s400/IMG_0383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482657344563251634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZPzeZAT1I/AAAAAAAADK4/YuRHLkyJZvg/s1600/IMG_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZPzeZAT1I/AAAAAAAADK4/YuRHLkyJZvg/s400/IMG_0384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482657342120021842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TRAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZMh7I6tVI/AAAAAAAADKw/wQXN4x_FSvc/s1600/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZMh7I6tVI/AAAAAAAADKw/wQXN4x_FSvc/s400/IMG_0389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482653742064645458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZK0FzQX4I/AAAAAAAADKo/uKa_wnVVf30/s1600/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZK0FzQX4I/AAAAAAAADKo/uKa_wnVVf30/s400/IMG_0391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482651855140970370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZKztadXtI/AAAAAAAADKg/zUNdbyEz1tg/s1600/IMG_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZKztadXtI/AAAAAAAADKg/zUNdbyEz1tg/s400/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482651848594513618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;VIVO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZKy40gvMI/AAAAAAAADKY/COpIQTOEzaQ/s1600/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZKy40gvMI/AAAAAAAADKY/COpIQTOEzaQ/s1600/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZKy40gvMI/AAAAAAAADKY/COpIQTOEzaQ/s400/IMG_0393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482651834476707010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZKybhkwYI/AAAAAAAADKQ/6F1vnShC5GM/s1600/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZKybhkwYI/AAAAAAAADKQ/6F1vnShC5GM/s400/IMG_0394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482651826612650370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZKx5uj37I/AAAAAAAADKI/HYtncQlZz8Y/s1600/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZKx5uj37I/AAAAAAAADKI/HYtncQlZz8Y/s400/IMG_0395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482651817540313010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZETvJzdCI/AAAAAAAADKA/-V0YdSJSalk/s1600/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZETvJzdCI/AAAAAAAADKA/-V0YdSJSalk/s400/IMG_0396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482644702235948066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZETABRh2I/AAAAAAAADJ4/7MZvppY13sw/s1600/IMG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZETABRh2I/AAAAAAAADJ4/7MZvppY13sw/s400/IMG_0397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482644689583703906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;no calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;just let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-3626458074295415268?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3626458074295415268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3626458074295415268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/tanning-with-turtle.html' title='Tanning with Turtle'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBZ0yPE5H0I/AAAAAAAADQo/FoDZgEBfJjU/s72-c/IMG_0319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-6557550297080666933</id><published>2010-06-13T02:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T02:56:07.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Friday&lt;/div&gt;Supposed to meet my stupid snail but she last minute fly my aeroplane ): what's new man. Tanning session at Sentosa cancelled. Met up with Jon, wanted to catch movie. Headed to Far East to get his haircut, while we was getting it, i was playing ANGRY BIRDS!&lt;div&gt;Anyways that idiot couldnt decide what to eat for dinner which apparently he wanted to con me again to eat KFC. We walked around for like 10mins after which decided to go somewhere other than Far east to eat. And while walking I saw ION and immediately look at Jon, we thought of eating the same thing. OMG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHU TEPPAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPTxJYfcUI/AAAAAAAADIg/DouEm5jfvgU/s1600/jon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPTxJYfcUI/AAAAAAAADIg/DouEm5jfvgU/s400/jon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481958012725719362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Damn nice Pork&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPTxvFtbII/AAAAAAAADIo/fyQcSERoDog/s1600/11062010197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPTxvFtbII/AAAAAAAADIo/fyQcSERoDog/s400/11062010197.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481958022847491202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His' Damn Nice Seafood Soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPTyJqG7QI/AAAAAAAADIw/8gpcp5ibonI/s1600/11062010198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPTyJqG7QI/AAAAAAAADIw/8gpcp5ibonI/s400/11062010198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481958029979479298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was AWESOME, the couple next to us kept staring at us cos we kept laughing damn loud and was having lots of fun. Okay they are like damn old - can be my parents liao lar. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, met ____ at _____ mrt to go to Tantric . Atmosphere was nice. People there - hmmmm! no comments. So ____ bought us drinks. Sweet and damn alcoholic taste. LOL! cant rmber the name. Another blue drink as well. Anyways. we had lots of fun there. Had Tequila Pop as well. My fav! lol. and ____ got drunk, super damn funny. Ohya the atmosphere between the 2 guys was really funny lar. But IM the Catalyst . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;he didnt call ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;was waiting but the phone didnt ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;so i pop my tequila pop! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Met up with Turtle and Melissa. Im lazy alr. Just peektures (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWS8nuKrI/AAAAAAAADJY/sUqhE1Pm4Ok/s1600/12062010208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWS8nuKrI/AAAAAAAADJY/sUqhE1Pm4Ok/s400/12062010208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481960792438745778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melissa's Chocolate Indulgence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWSPa8YZI/AAAAAAAADJI/xcCS8fd-1H0/s1600/12062010205.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWSPa8YZI/AAAAAAAADJI/xcCS8fd-1H0/s1600/12062010205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWSPa8YZI/AAAAAAAADJI/xcCS8fd-1H0/s400/12062010205.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481960780305555858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWRtW3iLI/AAAAAAAADJA/PiZ9tHp1gWk/s1600/12062010203.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Xiwen's Yoghurt Cheese Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWRtW3iLI/AAAAAAAADJA/PiZ9tHp1gWk/s1600/12062010203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWRtW3iLI/AAAAAAAADJA/PiZ9tHp1gWk/s400/12062010203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481960771161655474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mango Madness - i think cant rmber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWRVv9rYI/AAAAAAAADI4/YWvPm6n_xHE/s1600/12062010202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWRVv9rYI/AAAAAAAADI4/YWvPm6n_xHE/s400/12062010202.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481960764824464770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWSXn5jvI/AAAAAAAADJQ/Dy-c_2nSKkU/s1600/12062010206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPWSXn5jvI/AAAAAAAADJQ/Dy-c_2nSKkU/s400/12062010206.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481960782507380466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPXPy7h9aI/AAAAAAAADJg/u2ZFQ7qT2kY/s1600/12062010207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPXPy7h9aI/AAAAAAAADJg/u2ZFQ7qT2kY/s400/12062010207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481961837809497506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPXQjVt51I/AAAAAAAADJw/ktxrkltI5yI/s1600/12062010210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPXQjVt51I/AAAAAAAADJw/ktxrkltI5yI/s400/12062010210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481961850804234066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPXQBBH3nI/AAAAAAAADJo/MYb0_n8PCzY/s1600/12062010209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPXQBBH3nI/AAAAAAAADJo/MYb0_n8PCzY/s400/12062010209.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481961841591049842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He called today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The feeling lasted for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I hope i will get over him soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;like real soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-6557550297080666933?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6557550297080666933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6557550297080666933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/interesting.html' title='interesting'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/TBPTxJYfcUI/AAAAAAAADIg/DouEm5jfvgU/s72-c/jon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8347469675638597824</id><published>2010-06-11T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:31:10.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtle</title><content type='html'>Met up with Turtle, had lunch and We headed down to Wild Wild Wet. I didnt know what present I should get her thus rembered she wanted to go to WWW, i brought her there. We had alot of fun, playing slides, esp Ulah lah or sth like that where we didnt have to queue up for our turn as everyone came in groups and when they need 2 people we jump queue! lol. And we saw Daiyu. Irritating - say im short): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this 2 small little boys that kept following us like crazy. And he hit my head like super alot of times. These kids made me feel like strangling them seriously!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to CHOMP CHOMP - damn shiok order Stingray, LaLa, Kang Kong all extra chilli, Sugar cane with lemon and chicken Wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I NEED A JOB LIKE NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;my heart know its time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;when the right time comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;and it hasnt hear your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;it aches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;thinking when you're going to call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8347469675638597824?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8347469675638597824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8347469675638597824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/turtle.html' title='Turtle'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-4144756727790013175</id><published>2010-06-08T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:24:21.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>I have been really really busy with alot of things, Lets talk a walk in my daily life then. Starting from last Saturday&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Saturday 05-06-2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My whole family headed down to Msia - Melacca for One day trip. Supposing to go to the Chocolate Factory there, some nonya place and definitely SHOPPING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT BUT BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We went to too many Nonya Places thus SHOPPING was cut down to freaking 1 hour. Sucks. Cheris and I went shopping crazy. Bought shoes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh ya, stupid people! The chocolate factory closed down already and they BLUFF us. WHAT AN ASS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sunday 06-06-2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My Beloved Turtle's Birthday!! Went to church as usual, had HENG HUA dinner. Super Shiok. Best thing that happen was when He called from tekong. I was starting not to miss him already but when i heard his voice, my heart skip a beat again. Argh this sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Monday 07-06-2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Supposed to meet Jonathan for interview at ZARA for GSS but i cant work on Sunday thus i think its impossible to get the job thus we decided to abandon that and go for movie. Headed to Marina Square where Jonathan tricked me into eating his fav. KFC - Ole Ole meal or sth. Which is super filling. We ate one piece chicken and couldnt finish the rest. Before that we went to Niwa Sushi and bought sushi to go along with KFC - his idea. Wanted to catch the killers at GV but they dont screen it. So walk around Marina to get Jon a new shirt cos he hates his garfield shirt he was wearing. We went to Cineleisure to buy tickets and saw Soewandi. After alot of shopping at FRED PERRY, Jon decided to buy a Shirt there and while going down to refreeze his Frolick, we saw INNZHENG. haha. super freaky cos they dont really get along and we are all watching the same movie in the same theatre and we were going to meet cheris while IZ is going to meet eliza. Aint that WEird.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;//edited part in red [11-06-2010   1:22pm]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;We bought Auntie Anns - Damn nice. I'm loving it. Lol. We chilled at Starbucks until the last train and headed home. He called again which totally made me happy again. It sucks though cos this means nothing to him. And it sucks when I started to let go and now its back again ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TODAY 08-06-2010 [Mum's Birthday]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Watched Prince Of Persia. Damn nice. Even though in between the movie I was like when are you going to finish? The main character looks good in the show. Apparently my little brother book the movie at a super early time -11am, I was damn tired cos i slept at 5am previous night/morning. Lol. After the movie, we shopped around and headed home where i drove mum to go cut her hair. Did mask before sleeping on my bed for 2hours. Had dinner and slack at home until Jon called and ask me to go sing Karoake. We sang from 1-6am [crazy and Jon has great Voice] Went home and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-4144756727790013175?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4144756727790013175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4144756727790013175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1217147606277175372</id><published>2010-06-04T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T02:25:51.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1217147606277175372?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1217147606277175372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1217147606277175372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-3294199146347949794</id><published>2010-05-20T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T22:53:12.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bad mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i need a break from everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-3294199146347949794?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3294199146347949794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3294199146347949794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/05/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2120254408262823442</id><published>2010-05-20T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:01:17.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out</title><content type='html'>im blogging on my phone once again. Its been a long time since i used my phone to surf the net. Hah. It was a thing i do in RP, but ever since i graduated i hvn been surfing the net with my mobile device. &lt;br /&gt;Was cleaning up snowball's cage just now and i realised she look awful. Her fur is not pretty and her butt like got some kind of tumour growing. It kinda scares me. I dont even dare to touch her now.i feel bad! ): i just suddenly had a urge to get married. I think getting married is fun and heart warming. But then again im single thus getting married is not a ideal choice or thinking right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2120254408262823442?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2120254408262823442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2120254408262823442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/05/out.html' title='out'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2932245732098195597</id><published>2010-05-18T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:48:16.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot day</title><content type='html'>Today's weather is so hot!!! Went to Chinese Garden Mrt this morning and on my way there i saw Jasper. I think its him, due to the fact that he was staring at me from a distance. I cant believe i didnt recognise him immediately after all we were once together. Its good that i just pretend i didnt know him. Seeing him reminds me about us dating and quarreling and he doing stupid things to get my attention. All those are the past now though. I started thinking nowadays there is no such things as I love you forever, you are my only one, I hope we will last forever and all those shit. Couples getting together and breaking up in a split second. Looking back at all my relationships i guess nothing is forever. He might be deeply in love with you for a minute, the very next minute he isnt. And talk about i love you forever. Lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, Life is &lt;b&gt;SO MUCH&lt;/b&gt; better when you decide you dont care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_KGVTPp5pI/AAAAAAAADII/wJJBr-jHaX4/s1600/dont+know+dont+care.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_KGVTPp5pI/AAAAAAAADII/wJJBr-jHaX4/s400/dont+know+dont+care.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472584197709883026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coming back, the jurong place interview wasnt that bad. It was good i think. i kinda like the environment and the teaching style but one thing is damn fucking far. And with the stupid weather. Today's trip felt like ice melting also immediately under the big hot SUN.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_KHYyMb0UI/AAAAAAAADIQ/1D0mcFxgIy0/s1600/melting-ice-man-600x449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_KHYyMb0UI/AAAAAAAADIQ/1D0mcFxgIy0/s400/melting-ice-man-600x449.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472585357069111618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So freaking HOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I met up with Cleon today for lunch. He went back to school for certain stuff and thus being at a near location [NTU and Jurong area] we decided to meet up for branch. On my way to orchard, i saw this group of children playing at the playground. It reminded me about my childhood days when nothing seems to be a problem. You can run jump shout scream stare and no one thinks you are weird. Whereas at our age, whenever you decide to do something you got to think through and decide if it is going to destroy your reputation. I really want to run jump shout scream to nothing and feel happy. At least when i was a kid i was really happy not having to worry about anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I waited super long for the next interview and got tired. I dont want to find a job, I want to just be a student again. Studying is definitely more easy thn working. When i was younger, i couldnt wait to grow up and fly and not study. But now thinking about it, i dont want to grow up. It a hassle to grow up. you got to be independent, you got to find a good job and you got to worry about the future. It really sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I JUST WANT TIME TO STOP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_KLHKaT48I/AAAAAAAADIY/Gwx245vjFXI/s1600/Clock.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_KLHKaT48I/AAAAAAAADIY/Gwx245vjFXI/s400/Clock.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472589452378629058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya i went swimming ytd with Gaius. It was fun, wanted to go again today when Joel called. But i was busy fighting Boss with Ken and Delon. Suckcock man. seriously. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall blog again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sophia in the green room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2932245732098195597?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2932245732098195597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2932245732098195597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/05/hot-day.html' title='hot day'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_KGVTPp5pI/AAAAAAAADII/wJJBr-jHaX4/s72-c/dont+know+dont+care.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7402674993993939076</id><published>2010-05-17T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:35:44.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival of this page</title><content type='html'>I havent been blogging since January. Alot of things happen during this period of time and i guess i changed abit. Not completely but i did change for the better i hope. Lets not discuss that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes i broke up with Delon a couple of months back. i think its in march. we are still good friends though. Coming to my point of I FINALLY went diving with Delon. [07may-09may 2010] Tioman. Great Place. Company was good, other than the fact that they were holding a Miss Hong Kong Pagent there. - Inside Joke. Eat Sleep Dive for most people, but as for me Eat Sleep Dive Vomit. Haha. i got terrible seasick. It was awful the first day, got better on the second. I saw super super alot of fishes. My puke made them come to us. - thus my buddy thanked me for that. Lol. I saw turtles [which i swam with], puffer fish - super big ones - went damn close [so beautiful] parrot fish, NEMO [clownfish] - i played with them, touched them. I love them. Stingray, AngelFish and alot more which i obviously couldnt tell what they are. I took 2 pictures from the Jetty. Didnt have time to snap more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_FRHw3yC4I/AAAAAAAADH4/MvsHpvKBhlo/s1600/09052010188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_FRHw3yC4I/AAAAAAAADH4/MvsHpvKBhlo/s400/09052010188.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472244216051665794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_FRHOoFX3I/AAAAAAAADHw/HOL53khSnjU/s1600/09052010189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_FRHOoFX3I/AAAAAAAADHw/HOL53khSnjU/s400/09052010189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472244206859018098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful place @ pulau tioman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Met up with Snail [Sly] and JonChua recently and we talked and talked and talked in Toapayoh till 4plus am. Alot of catching up, gossips. So much that is overwhelming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Giving that I have been slacking alot lately, I decided to send in resume to get a job [like finally] Had an interview today at Learning Kidz which its freaking scary. I hate Interviews lar. seriously why cant they just give me the job or sth. haha. Anyways.  i dont really like the environment there. I got 3 more interviews tomorrow. I hope i can get in the administrative job. Even though this would not allow me to get experience for a teaching post next time but i want the money to go overseas again. I so want to be a primary school teacher!!! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Andy has been bugging me to go overseas. We planned during our secondary school days and me being the youngest, they had to wait till i turn 21. Cos mummy and daddy dont allow me to leave Spore if i aint 21. it sucks but the sucky part is over!!! lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently been playing Pet Forest. So if you do play Pet Forest - Rost Forest, my character is babyredssky    (:(:(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now my plan is Earn money, get Exp [so that i can lvl up] LOL!, Go overseas with Andy and rest, go Diving again, Spent more time with my family and of cos those that i have been neglecting when i was attached. HAHA. oh ya meet up with my 3 different pets - Snail, Turtle and my SLUG! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Slug if you are reading this please meet me soon!! and all the shades of green!! you know what i mean! (: haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7402674993993939076?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7402674993993939076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7402674993993939076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/05/revival-of-this-page.html' title='Revival of this page'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S_FRHw3yC4I/AAAAAAAADH4/MvsHpvKBhlo/s72-c/09052010188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5011763012509331357</id><published>2010-01-16T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:36:05.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wished you could be nicer&lt;div&gt;i wished you from last time came back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5011763012509331357?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5011763012509331357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5011763012509331357'/><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8531059474554787942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8531059474554787942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/S0NAaqTUapI/AAAAAAAADHU/lDJ_uZR6myo/s72-c/zoo-04.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8411680483806063912</id><published>2009-11-28T10:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:51:27.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anime means the world to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i can say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8411680483806063912?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8411680483806063912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8411680483806063912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/11/anime-means-world-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7350404331481694790</id><published>2009-11-15T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:16:23.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;you just treat money &gt; me&lt;br /&gt;that's what you said before. and proved it.&lt;br /&gt;you said if you get a job, got more money, i will be happier.&lt;br /&gt;my flowers will never come since im not important.&lt;br /&gt;your promises are nothing then why bother making them.&lt;br /&gt;everything is my fault.&lt;br /&gt;you are always right&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to compare but maybe you loved her more.&lt;br /&gt;7months relationship and she got more love.&lt;br /&gt;flowers, ring and everything nice.&lt;br /&gt;where as me : flowers - no, ring - you lost yours, everything nice - maybe once in a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me anything. im sad im hurt and you do nothing. all you say/think is yourself.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7350404331481694790?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7350404331481694790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7350404331481694790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-just-treat-money-me-thats-what-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5973957324178412183</id><published>2009-10-30T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:02:42.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im currently blogging at Singapore Changi Airport Terminal 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking SQ638 Airbus to Japan with my family.&lt;br /&gt;the flight is at 1145pm though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;tired cos of school this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SCOTT didnt open the RJ!&lt;br /&gt;which also means i cant do my homework!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!.&lt;br /&gt;waiting to go on board. will be there till saturday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss me all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5973957324178412183?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5973957324178412183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5973957324178412183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-currently-blogging-at-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8238757566013821186</id><published>2009-10-20T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:06:13.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Maybe you are too used to me going to you.&lt;br /&gt;being there once you are awake&lt;br /&gt;doing things for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day you open ur eyes and im not there will you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;will you miss me because you love me&lt;br /&gt;or miss me cos i aint there like i used to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want more out of it.&lt;br /&gt;sometime i feel im taken forgranted.&lt;br /&gt;that no matter what i will be there&lt;br /&gt;even though im angry&lt;br /&gt;i come back to you.&lt;br /&gt;you nver make an effort to want me back&lt;br /&gt;am i just the only one that wants us in this relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. i hope not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8238757566013821186?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8238757566013821186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8238757566013821186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-some-random-thoughts.html' title='Just some random thoughts'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1425965918727445450</id><published>2009-10-02T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:04:18.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 Things I did wrongly today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I shouldnt have gone to his place&lt;br /&gt;- Taken for granted [my presence there or not is the same]&lt;br /&gt;- eyes glued to his laptop&lt;br /&gt;- even though Im pmsing he doesnt care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cabbed to his place&lt;br /&gt;- i spent $15 to his place&lt;br /&gt;- and was at his place like less than 4hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left his house heart broken and he did not come out of the house neither did he called me or sms me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the point of doing so many things, going to his place always to find him when i dont get appreciated. Its like im suppose to do that. &lt;br /&gt;i hate that. and im home on a friday night. i feel sad for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1425965918727445450?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1425965918727445450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1425965918727445450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-things-i-did-wrongly-today-1.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7260919477557062151</id><published>2009-08-16T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:33:31.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another saturday</title><content type='html'>had brunch+dinner at westmall with baby and his mother and his cousin. We had damn full brunch that we didnt need to eat dinner. Dim sum for the win. Damn damn damn nice and baby promise to bring me there after i got well. SHIOK ar! Haha. We had fun at the arcade as well. Hehe. Was nice playing all the retarded games with your love ones. (:&lt;br /&gt;We change hammy's bedding. And halfway through i almost fainted. I guess i breathe too much of the cleaning spray spray that the room i was in was moving and i couldnt hear michelle's voice. Feeling better alr though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7260919477557062151?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7260919477557062151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7260919477557062151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-saturday.html' title='another saturday'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8467890803907896349</id><published>2009-08-14T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:02:21.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawns</title><content type='html'>im so tired, class aint that bad today though. Im just simply bored. I hate the new system where ut3 is a killer. Im tired and is waiting for my boyfriend again. His last round of lavalon. i packed my stuff already just waiting for him. Class like finish and like nver finish like that. &lt;br /&gt;I realised i've been blogging frequently cos cos i can do that via my handphone. So when i got nothing to do i blog. Thus i blog frequently now.&lt;br /&gt;I will meet you people soon. And pete, party and get drunk ar? Hmmm. Dont want lar, later do wrong things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8467890803907896349?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8467890803907896349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8467890803907896349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/yawns.html' title='yawns'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2129394109823340293</id><published>2009-08-13T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:50:26.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant rant rant</title><content type='html'>my boyfriend always play dragonica forget about me. Today counted twice! I hate being forgotten especially by my boyfriend! ): i want him to spend more time with me. Boo! Time in school aint time together! So school time not counted. Idiot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2129394109823340293?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2129394109823340293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2129394109823340293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/rant-rant-rant.html' title='rant rant rant'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7784868717703048664</id><published>2009-08-13T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T01:53:27.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been on dragonica craze this few days all thanks to baby. Cos he is stuck to that game and the only way to get connected to him when im home is thru the "stupid" but addicted and alittle boring game. Lol. I just want to quickly lvl to lvl 40 like that can at least train with baby. &lt;br /&gt;Im going to bed now though. Blogging in the dark on my phone is bad bad bad for the eyes. Lol &lt;br /&gt;Nights people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7784868717703048664?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7784868717703048664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7784868717703048664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/have-been-on-dragonica-craze-this-few.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-638970451767305939</id><published>2009-08-11T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:09:07.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im bored</title><content type='html'>finish proteomics class early as usual - baby's faci damn long to finish class. Msn got problem thus packed my things and headed to baby's block only to realised they are still have class. ):&lt;br /&gt;So whatever the case, im blogging with my fav. E71 again at the pantry. Lol. and it's a good thing that rp has a rpguest network which is easily use by mua! Haha. Im just bored so im typing random things here. Oh ya, G.I JOE = SHIOK!!! Damn nice movie. I so want to watch it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-638970451767305939?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/638970451767305939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/638970451767305939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-bored.html' title='im bored'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8764636376122726291</id><published>2009-08-10T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:33:05.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging on my E71</title><content type='html'>haha. As my heading states, im blogging this post with my new phone. Of cos im proud of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I bought a black E71. Damn cool phone and i simply love it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i watched UP! The little boy look like our little hammy blacky but of cos he is white colour lar i mean the boy unlike the hammy. Haha. Funny show.&lt;br /&gt;Im going to watch G.I Joe later with my baby.&lt;br /&gt;I Love my monko ponko(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8764636376122726291?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8764636376122726291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8764636376122726291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogging-on-my-e71.html' title='blogging on my E71'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7005858915041481594</id><published>2009-07-31T11:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T11:30:28.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>Im bored in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Pet turtle wants me to update so I shall type something in&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be going to Charcoal to celebrate Baby's Daddy birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;hehe. Go there eat can eat until die de! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Lost Pictures updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My one and only true love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjN3kGJpI/AAAAAAAADF0/LNyYifG96gI/s1600-h/love+is+forever.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjN3kGJpI/AAAAAAAADF0/LNyYifG96gI/s400/love+is+forever.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364459196056479378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My Pet turtle and Good friend Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjPXDohyI/AAAAAAAADGU/_kDBcPN8rns/s1600-h/P1010964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjPXDohyI/AAAAAAAADGU/_kDBcPN8rns/s400/P1010964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364459221690124066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Me and Snow Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjO6lARNI/AAAAAAAADGM/0ACuXsFI7a4/s1600-h/P3300011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjO6lARNI/AAAAAAAADGM/0ACuXsFI7a4/s400/P3300011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364459214045463762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lab Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjOsmHrVI/AAAAAAAADGE/SZBP6xWJ9lY/s1600-h/P1060496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjOsmHrVI/AAAAAAAADGE/SZBP6xWJ9lY/s400/P1060496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364459210292047186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fyp Meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjOVGXwUI/AAAAAAAADF8/M-Asf5hAB64/s1600-h/FYP+FUNSHOT+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjOVGXwUI/AAAAAAAADF8/M-Asf5hAB64/s400/FYP+FUNSHOT+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364459203984867650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. In lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJk6GllW3I/AAAAAAAADGk/TSb4WEZFTQ4/s1600-h/P6030229+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJk6GllW3I/AAAAAAAADGk/TSb4WEZFTQ4/s400/P6030229+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364461055515122546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Me and My Pet Turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJk6Ql6GwI/AAAAAAAADGs/NT5_z6jxAKE/s1600-h/P6030232+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJk6Ql6GwI/AAAAAAAADGs/NT5_z6jxAKE/s400/P6030232+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364461058200836866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last but not least my grades for Lab Management&lt;br /&gt;- i know i skip alot of times. but nvm (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJkU1wIw7I/AAAAAAAADGc/IzPh7SFa0z0/s1600-h/grade.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJkU1wIw7I/AAAAAAAADGc/IzPh7SFa0z0/s400/grade.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364460415340823474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest will be uploaded when im home. cos im in school now.&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7005858915041481594?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7005858915041481594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7005858915041481594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-bored-in-class.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SnJjN3kGJpI/AAAAAAAADF0/LNyYifG96gI/s72-c/love+is+forever.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1193630629477107079</id><published>2009-07-29T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:04:10.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you say you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you know i wasnt in a good mood when i left ur hse. &lt;br /&gt;you didnt do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could have hold me and ask me why. &lt;br /&gt;but you didnt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just let me go.&lt;br /&gt;fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will just walk out of your life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1193630629477107079?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1193630629477107079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1193630629477107079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-say-you-love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-4025540002436556193</id><published>2009-07-29T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:38:02.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can delete all the emails i sent to you when you are in Bali. you can just ignore my comments made on facebook. Just delete them without even looking at it where as when she comments on your facebook. you reply not only that you didnt even delete that fucking email. I dont understand why. You know how much i dont like no hate her. Actually it doesnt matter cos i hate her, you can hate my friend i also can. I hate her to the core. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since you like her so much why not just go and be with her. Why stay with me and feel sad abt it. The other day, once you saw her all your reactions changes. Tried to stay a distance isnt it? stare at her only. you like her so much just go for it lar. i wont be your burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you alot. Like for the first time i really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-4025540002436556193?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4025540002436556193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4025540002436556193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-you-you-can-delete-all-emails-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-3622359953748411145</id><published>2009-07-22T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T11:57:47.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&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/27857991-3622359953748411145?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3622359953748411145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3622359953748411145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-view-on-yourself-you-are-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-9116612935072997063</id><published>2009-07-20T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:09:24.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I HATE 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/27857991-9116612935072997063?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/9116612935072997063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/9116612935072997063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-6180048168249499497</id><published>2009-07-14T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:56:09.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it that when headache comes in a package with my stupid cramps.&lt;br /&gt;fuck everything. I want some care and concern now. my head is spinning. face = pale. like want to die already. can someone just take me home? i guess not. the someone is busy also. afterall all of us has classes to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to die.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am hungry.&lt;br /&gt;but the pain is eating up all the hungryness. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go away pain. dont come another day. just die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-6180048168249499497?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6180048168249499497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6180048168249499497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-it-that-when-headache-comes-in.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-3713522366125400726</id><published>2009-07-10T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:20:59.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Thank God Its Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; going to school. I &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; waking up early just to go to school and forgot my damn thermometer. I &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; staying in class when its so boring. I &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; pretending i know something but i actually dont. Life in school is boring. I &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; that FYP's presentation is coming soon. I &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; I &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; Friday class when boyfriend aint in school with me but it is my straight As class though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Updates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Caught Transformer 2 with Baby. Nice movie. Super shiok. The sergeant is so damn cute. too bad he is married to Fergie. I like the "chi hua hua" in the movie if you watched you know what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Caught Ice Age 3 on the same day with Baby. Cute movie. Funny also. I love peaches! (:&lt;br /&gt;super cute elephant! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to Taka and bought Baby's Wilson Tennis Racket (: Red and Black.&lt;br /&gt;Mine is Prince Red and White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Played Tennis yesterday with Baby. Cool sia. This coach came and ask us to practice with him. (: Fun fun fun&lt;br /&gt;- Baby retardedly threw away my shoes ): hah!&lt;br /&gt;- I still love you even though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Oh ya, Gabriel's Birthday! 22 already old le. haha. Fiona came as a surprise to him. Whole family + Baby + Fiona celebrated his birthday at Sakura Orchard. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya my cute little pet turtle cut her hair ytd. Now she looks so CUTE!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-3713522366125400726?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3713522366125400726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3713522366125400726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8201787245059219619</id><published>2009-07-04T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:45:31.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sent home ):</title><content type='html'>RP sent lots of people home today because we aint got thermometer!!&lt;br /&gt;super retarded. they should have make an announcement in the speakers lar.&lt;br /&gt;like who in the right mind would check rpwebmail at 3 freaking pm!&lt;br /&gt;cab to boyfriend's place and slack there the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;was pissed off cos i woke up super early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. Baby booked tix for Transformer2 tomorrow! yipee! finally we are going to catch that movie. HOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my baby boy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88439&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8201787245059219619?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8201787245059219619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8201787245059219619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/sent-home.html' title='sent home ):'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5902991822589220821</id><published>2009-07-02T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:46:20.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sick and tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;waiting for an answer that will never come&lt;br /&gt;ignored me completely and chat with his friends&lt;br /&gt;i am nothing to him i guess.&lt;br /&gt;so what if we are together for one year&lt;br /&gt;so what if people think that we are loving?&lt;br /&gt;so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i cant feel the love then what is the point?&lt;br /&gt;i know you love me but are you sure you love me as much as the first time.&lt;br /&gt;your love is drying up alr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5902991822589220821?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5902991822589220821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5902991822589220821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-sick-and-tired-of-waiting-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1655279483920280318</id><published>2009-07-01T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:40:35.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"sadness overwhelms""</title><content type='html'>This morning i did alot of stuff before leaving my house to boyfriend's - but it didnt happen though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up super early today[8am], super excited to celebrate 1 year anniversary with baby. we were planning to catch Transformers 2 and ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;waited for super long and thus did the following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pack my room - i threw away like 2 bag full of papers - LOL&lt;br /&gt;2. Vacuum the whole entire house&lt;br /&gt;3. Blog Shop for like some time&lt;br /&gt;4. Cut my hair - it looks pretty (:&lt;br /&gt;5. i booked tickets for transformer 2! to surprise baby of cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing all of that, i decided to head down to Baby's so i came home bathe, get dressed pack my things in my little bag and head out. Went to central to buy "Luo Han Guo" for baby as he isnt feeling well and that would do the trick to soothe his throat. Walked to the Mrt, got on the train. Talked to mummy on the phone. after putting down [im on the train, heading to woodlands] Baby sms me say that he cant go out today. it was a little depressing already since today is our 1 year anniversary. i continued walking thinking its okay just see him at his place will do. Baby replied telling me not to come to his place since he cant talk as well. myheart dropped. tears dripped down my eyes. nothing hurt as badly as now. haha. nolar. i alighted at Marsiling and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Joshua and Sheena wanted to catch Transformers as well thus i sold them my tickets. They were nice they gave me the online booking fee - $1 as well. lol =X&lt;br /&gt;and i drank the "Luo Han Guo" ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im terribly disappointed and utterly sad.&lt;br /&gt;but he is sick so nvm thn. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1655279483920280318?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1655279483920280318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1655279483920280318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/sadness-overwhelms.html' title='&quot;sadness overwhelms&quot;&quot;'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-6954092285572930715</id><published>2009-06-25T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:19:58.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moment</title><content type='html'>I finished my FYP report like finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! anyways Lab management i got A again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up today by the alarm of my phone. Off it cos last night finish FYP report, thought that today no school! baby sms and ask if i woke up already. then macdelivery sms me at 9am. I woke up read baby's sms and then close my eyes thinking that he woke up early when there aint any school. After 5 secs i realise that there is school today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. bathe then rush out&lt;br /&gt;cab to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishful thinking of me to think that there aint school after finishing my report. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-6954092285572930715?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6954092285572930715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6954092285572930715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/moment.html' title='moment'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7513526323490553062</id><published>2009-06-22T17:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:10:31.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>When a Man doesnt love a Woman anymore&lt;br /&gt;- He dont care when she is hurting&lt;br /&gt;- He lets her walk away without saying a word&lt;br /&gt;- He leaves her there and leaves the place&lt;br /&gt;- Doesnt go after her when she is mad at him&lt;br /&gt;- Hurts her but dont bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is hurting. Why is it that everytime we quarrel i must be the one to initiate to settle it. You will just leave it there - leave it hanging. Im not goig to do that anymore. I had enough of all this. It isnt the first time you left me at the mrt myself. It isnt the first time you let me cry on the mrt alone. It isnt the first time you broke my heart. The place where you jabbed me has a red mark. Its painful thats why i was angry. I just wanted you to show me that you cared after all this. Just a question to ask if im still hurting. Is it too much? I have a reason why i always asked you if you love me anot because i dont always feel your love. it feels like a one sided thing sometimes. I guess you were right with the amount of love you have for me. One freaking Dollar is how much you love me - you showed me that today. Now i know that you aint lying whenever you said that amount. Everytime you say you love me is it jut words? If that is the case then wont that be empty words, then why bother saying it? if you really love, dont just say it. Use action and prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the world you are one person, but to me you are the world.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, To you I am just another person from the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7513526323490553062?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7513526323490553062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7513526323490553062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-man-doesnt-love-woman-anymore-he.html' title='):'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2586716368320153736</id><published>2009-06-22T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:09:27.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom kills</title><content type='html'>its been super duper boring just staring at the laptop reading up on information about crabs and nothing but that. my report is still hanging there. 2700 plus words and im happy. but there is still so many sections to do. filter, protein skimmer, nitrogen cycle, nitrifying bacteria and results, observations blah blah blah. i hate writing report and i cant add in we, i, us. which makes it harder when i like to used them. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm about that though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all fathers out there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stupid crabs i ate you today! as in your species! super shiok. chilli crab = yum yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby. havent seen him real life for 2 days now. i love him (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2586716368320153736?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2586716368320153736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2586716368320153736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/boredom-kills.html' title='boredom kills'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-6998326613162837992</id><published>2009-06-20T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:58:46.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inhouse Saturday</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored. Pissed with my lappy for not being able to play sim3 - thank goodness my desktop could play. Did report till 3 plus ytd and it's killing me. the boredom is like argh. no words can explain it. Baby is doing his report also at home, thus not meeting up. Did quite abit of work, and entertained myself with sims3 but i want to get out of the house and have fun ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it why did i reject going out with Joshua and Meiting?! i should have just went. Like that i can get more entertained than being at home ALONE playing sims 3 and trying to do my report. This sucks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never stay home alone for long. i would just die. and apparently im dying alr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-6998326613162837992?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6998326613162837992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6998326613162837992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/inhouse-saturday.html' title='inhouse Saturday'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8157700257605121089</id><published>2009-06-18T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:57:54.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just super love him (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8157700257605121089?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8157700257605121089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8157700257605121089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-super-love-him.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-3445764718296934362</id><published>2009-06-17T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:41:48.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants</title><content type='html'>i fucking hate cramps. it just suck like fuck. NB lar. I guess my moodswing is up so better watch out. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, was feeling really sad when boyfriend didnt accompany me to school. It's the first time after like 11 months already - FIRST TIME that i asked him to accompany me somewhere/ go with me to school and i got rejected. I know from the very start he didnt want to go maybe due to the weather and his little flu that make him made that decision. but i wanted him to go with me. I was in pain and needed someone to be there for me but he didnt. i couldnt stop the tears from dripping down my eyes when im on the train. i hate ut. why must they make it on wednesday where there aint school? cramps just sucks - its killing me. And i have to go home on my own later after ut. apparently im typing this while having ut cause i finished like way too early but ive got to meet Jabez and passed him the manual so WTF! i super hate everyone now. and and that jonathan ): my sims 3 is nver coming to me ): damn long already and im still waiting. nvm abt that rants its the moodswing building in again. fuck fuck fuck. i just want everything to stop. especially the pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-3445764718296934362?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3445764718296934362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3445764718296934362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/rants.html' title='rants'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7845121924129843865</id><published>2009-06-14T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:21:28.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATES</title><content type='html'>1. My family is back since 06-june-2009&lt;br /&gt;- they had a great time in camp while i had a great time in Singapore at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Brother drove us to church without daddy. - 07-june-2009&lt;br /&gt;met baby for movie - Blood the last vampire at plaza singapura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mum's 49th birthday - 08-june-2009&lt;br /&gt;- had this cake from her boss. pictures with gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I went for like so many driving lessons at one go. tiring but worth it.&lt;br /&gt;- i got my Driving License already (: - 09-june-2006&lt;br /&gt;- First attempt!! yayness!!&lt;br /&gt;- envy me!! oops!&lt;br /&gt;also had birthday dinner with Mum, Gaius and Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;- and and and my clothes flew into my room today - the ones i ordered online (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Went to Jurong East / Chinese Garden Swimming complex. - it is at chinese garden lar!  - 12-june-2006&lt;br /&gt;- with Baby, michelle, Mummy[referring to baby's mum] and xue wei&lt;br /&gt;- super fun. slide is fast - super fast! haha. but all 4 of us had fun!&lt;br /&gt;6. Went to Escape themepark - 13-june-2006&lt;br /&gt;- with Baby, michelle, Mummy[referring to baby's mum] and xue wei&lt;br /&gt;- i got super duper wet when i sat the wild wild wet ride. apparently i sat behind thus i got the wettest. Baby wasnt that wet.&lt;br /&gt;- Michelle super cute when she said yahoo to sitting roller coaster again. (:&lt;br /&gt;- had Tei Sushi ~ we ate to our fill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I drove to brunch and to church first time - woohoo - 14-june-2009&lt;br /&gt;- scary cos I used to driving a manual car and thus when drving daddy's auto car it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;- but i overcome the fear and drove my family to church! yippeee&lt;br /&gt;- Watch Ghost of Past Girlfriends with Baby [nice show - worth watching]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall that's it.&lt;br /&gt;anyways its been 11months with baby now and we are still very much in love. this will last definitely. (: thanks baby for spending all the time with me. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7845121924129843865?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7845121924129843865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7845121924129843865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/updates.html' title='UPDATES'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-6735363415349860264</id><published>2009-06-05T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:19:45.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the end. Im home alone.&lt;br /&gt;"I wont let my baby be home alone" - i guess its all words only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Ive got my mickey mouse and winnie the pooh. I will survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): im scared to be home alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-6735363415349860264?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6735363415349860264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/6735363415349860264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-end.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1889080518735253018</id><published>2009-06-03T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:31:41.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling</title><content type='html'>i somehow feel lonely today. Not because baby is sleeping now. or because im alone in the room with my 2 little hammy. But But But, the feeling that my whole family isnt in Singapore just makes me feel that way. This is the 3rd time though that Im being left alone. I made my choice not to go thus haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's just weird knowing that you are going home to a place where no one is waiting for you. No one other than you is in the house. I guess this is called taking forgrunted [dont know how to spell] Lol , where i dread going back home previously. Now i want to go home but there aint anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. my hammies Blacky and Snowball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SiY04F6jyUI/AAAAAAAADFU/dVaIaJwaUIU/s1600-h/stamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SiY04F6jyUI/AAAAAAAADFU/dVaIaJwaUIU/s400/stamp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343016146186783042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1889080518735253018?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1889080518735253018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1889080518735253018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling.html' title='feeling'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SiY04F6jyUI/AAAAAAAADFU/dVaIaJwaUIU/s72-c/stamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2396534993926250976</id><published>2009-05-29T02:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T02:57:04.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i anot?</title><content type='html'>Im in a dilema! i dont feel like going to school but at the same time i want to go to school. I hate this kind of thing. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, circle line open already. haha. nice sia. like airport like that also it look alittle like japan's mrt line thingy - dont know how to say but looked alike. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to go back there. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep lar. why must i have school later?! this sucks man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2396534993926250976?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2396534993926250976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2396534993926250976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/should-i-anot.html' title='should i anot?'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2146233176683920785</id><published>2009-05-27T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:58:51.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ranting</title><content type='html'>I HATE FYP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything about it. why is it so difficult to communicate with him. He cant just explain anything to me. Whereas when others he find it so easy to do it. What the fuck is this? Sometimes i think he just hates me being correct sometimes even when i am wrong i say im sorry but is it always my fault? why does he do this to me every single time there is FYP. i hate him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;communication is so difficult with him! I HATE FYP.&lt;br /&gt;nver do fyp with your boyfriend/girlfriend - this is one thing i've learnt out of it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2146233176683920785?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2146233176683920785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2146233176683920785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/ranting.html' title='ranting'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5367939605103114540</id><published>2009-05-25T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:37:37.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant</title><content type='html'>I HATE IT WHEN MY PERIOD IS HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE CRAMPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5367939605103114540?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5367939605103114540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5367939605103114540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/rant.html' title='rant'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5760321132327737935</id><published>2009-05-21T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:28:03.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels &amp; Demons</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since boyfriend and me really went out on a date. Been busy with Fyp and Uts and lots and lots of stuff. Anyways, we caught my all time fav. book Angels and Demons today. I read that book few years back and thought it was a damn good book so when the movie came out i was really excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would recommand everyone[be it you read or have not read the book] to watch the show. Even though some parts of the book were missing and changed some stuff overall it is a good movie. One worth the money. It is easy to comprehand as well. Go watch it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! I love going out with baby. (:&lt;br /&gt;ran for last train haha.&lt;br /&gt;UT later ar. sian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5760321132327737935?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5760321132327737935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5760321132327737935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-demons.html' title='Angels &amp; Demons'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2796589638527800088</id><published>2009-05-08T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:54:27.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if yo have facebook acc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go do this quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://apps.facebook.com/quizdoyouknowme/take_quiz.jsp?q=1234911&amp;amp;key=0T4H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2796589638527800088?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2796589638527800088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2796589638527800088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8548494382101085221</id><published>2009-05-06T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:44:33.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tortoise Museum</title><content type='html'>FYP outing! without 1 though! BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-aNQtzmI/AAAAAAAADEc/1hI-KM5VaAk/s1600-h/turtle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-aNQtzmI/AAAAAAAADEc/1hI-KM5VaAk/s400/turtle1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612053740670562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-bLB1IYI/AAAAAAAADEs/wUY8eR0wCBM/s1600-h/turtle3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-bLB1IYI/AAAAAAAADEs/wUY8eR0wCBM/s400/turtle3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612070321234306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-bTgE4WI/AAAAAAAADE0/RZCIxS72tOU/s1600-h/turtle4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-bTgE4WI/AAAAAAAADE0/RZCIxS72tOU/s400/turtle4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612072595579234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-ahqZsGI/AAAAAAAADEk/HRSi7SkKRhA/s1600-h/turtle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-ahqZsGI/AAAAAAAADEk/HRSi7SkKRhA/s400/turtle2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612059217113186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-bo-vysI/AAAAAAAADE8/5auhLtASh-M/s1600-h/turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-bo-vysI/AAAAAAAADE8/5auhLtASh-M/s400/turtle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612078361365186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8548494382101085221?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8548494382101085221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8548494382101085221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/tortoise-museum.html' title='Tortoise Museum'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SgE-aNQtzmI/AAAAAAAADEc/1hI-KM5VaAk/s72-c/turtle1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5645975708530753101</id><published>2009-05-04T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:07:49.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5645975708530753101?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5645975708530753101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5645975708530753101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2580911518174759958</id><published>2009-05-03T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:47:16.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Im trying hard to be the perfect one&lt;br /&gt;but whenever i do that&lt;br /&gt;i get rejections.&lt;br /&gt;i want to know more.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be the one that you can pour your heart to&lt;br /&gt;but you just wont let me in&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;i hope i someday will be&lt;br /&gt;the person you think about&lt;br /&gt;the person you want to share anything with&lt;br /&gt;i will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all we've been together for 10 months already&lt;br /&gt;it will continue and be everlasting (:&lt;br /&gt;loves loves loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2580911518174759958?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2580911518174759958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2580911518174759958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-4615205032389294472</id><published>2009-05-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:43:53.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 10MONTHS! ILY! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 months already! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivo, Sun Tec City, Singapore Flyer, Popeye's, Esplanade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslW4ZniMI/AAAAAAAADD0/i3pZpMgwWFA/s1600-h/IMG_1953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslW4ZniMI/AAAAAAAADD0/i3pZpMgwWFA/s400/IMG_1953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330895658950297794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslXcjARmI/AAAAAAAADD8/yBjJI_YfKbI/s1600-h/IMG_1998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslXcjARmI/AAAAAAAADD8/yBjJI_YfKbI/s400/IMG_1998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330895668653344354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslXgiLtqI/AAAAAAAADEE/J3oJX8IqE5E/s1600-h/IMG_2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslXgiLtqI/AAAAAAAADEE/J3oJX8IqE5E/s400/IMG_2036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330895669723641506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslXoDqlOI/AAAAAAAADEM/hvo27soPw24/s1600-h/IMG_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslXoDqlOI/AAAAAAAADEM/hvo27soPw24/s400/IMG_2039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330895671743124706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslYP6vQII/AAAAAAAADEU/D852NYOinYM/s1600-h/IMG_2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslYP6vQII/AAAAAAAADEU/D852NYOinYM/s400/IMG_2066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330895682443100290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest are in FACEBOOK!&lt;br /&gt;www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=730756753&amp;amp;ref=profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. it's super fun!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;SNAIL! im not jelly brain hor! boo!&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/27857991-4615205032389294472?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4615205032389294472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4615205032389294472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-10months-ily.html' title='HAPPY 10MONTHS! ILY! (:'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SfslW4ZniMI/AAAAAAAADD0/i3pZpMgwWFA/s72-c/IMG_1953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-3972780929005969507</id><published>2009-04-26T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:50:45.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been really really busy this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways UPDATES!.&lt;br /&gt;1. My crabs mated on Tuesday Night to Wednesday 3pm! lol. super long sia!!! damn cute lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to Wild Wild Wet with baby after the Fyp presentation thing which was super long. We left early though cos we are the cleverest. LOL! - Swimmed 5 rounds in the lazy pool! Lol. shiok ar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to National Library from 10plus am to 9pm [when it closes] on saturday! read like 7 or 8 thick books on crabs! read and read and read and read. super alot can! but it was good, interesting and very useful for my report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. OH YA! i got 2 hamster with my darling. One White face - SNOWBALL, the other Winter Black - BLACKY. both of them are super duper cute creatures. i love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dokie, my boyfriend's dog likes me too which was quite some time ago though just lazy to blog out. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. came back from 1 week of chalet. tiring sia. but fun. haha. 2nd chalet with baby's class was more exciting. lol. did alot of crazy stuff. from licking boyfriend's neck, to kissing 2 other girls on their lips. haha. to think we werent close. hahah! also saw how crazy eunice got when she's drunk. Its even now cos she seen me when i was in cambodia! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. had classes already - SCHOOL START LE! - which totally sucked cos it f.BORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i think i became more vulgar - oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. gone school with snail and met up with all my w46C peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. went to city harvest with Jon, service was interesting. skit was nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. MOST IMPORTANT. MY BOYFRIEND CAME BACK HOME IN ONE PIECE FROM BALI!&lt;br /&gt;- he got me something nice! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND I LOVE DELON WEE TECK WEI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booo all of you! haha. GO PLAY RESTAURANT CITY! hehe. got onion, apple, banana and strawberry must trade ar!!! hahahaha! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-3972780929005969507?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3972780929005969507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3972780929005969507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/04/been-really-really-busy-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2965083523734363807</id><published>2009-04-09T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:48:01.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTY OF THE WEEK - MUST GO!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei En is throwing a party later at his place and im supposed to blog this out for all you guys&lt;br /&gt;- invites only though. Aiya, you all know already lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event : Get Yourself Drunk and laid - funny ar?!&lt;br /&gt;Dress code : Swim wear&lt;br /&gt;Time : 730pm till who knows when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you guys later there will be lots and lots of booze! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;im kinda down alr though. haha. stupid absolute vodka mango - 4o% and i drank it down full cup. im going to so die later? lol.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2965083523734363807?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2965083523734363807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2965083523734363807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/04/party-of-week-must-go.html' title='PARTY OF THE WEEK - MUST GO!'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7557001200380459113</id><published>2009-04-07T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:16:28.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS DELON WEE TECK WEI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he left for Bali to go diving this morning and its killing me already. I miss him like crazy!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faster come back ok?&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SdtgLmVKSXI/AAAAAAAADDk/fydrM40y_dE/s1600-h/P1040846+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SdtgLmVKSXI/AAAAAAAADDk/fydrM40y_dE/s400/P1040846+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321953137052502386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7557001200380459113?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7557001200380459113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7557001200380459113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-delon-wee-teck-wei-he-left-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SdtgLmVKSXI/AAAAAAAADDk/fydrM40y_dE/s72-c/P1040846+%28Large%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7228541351065124066</id><published>2009-03-16T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:37:20.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHANG CHANG'/><title type='text'>My apology poem</title><content type='html'>Dearest SOPHIA Ting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;You have a nice hair.&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;You should kiss me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will marry you.&lt;br /&gt;You + me = husband &amp;amp; wife.&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you now I'll hug and kiss you.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have sex with you.&lt;br /&gt;I would build a love nest just for you.&lt;br /&gt;If I could sing you any song it would be LUCKY.&lt;br /&gt;We could kiss each other under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;DELON Wee&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. i love you.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7228541351065124066?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7228541351065124066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7228541351065124066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-apology-poem.html' title='My apology poem'/><author><name>The Lawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362694080437841705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1738029112134258493</id><published>2009-03-16T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:19:15.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deep down my heart broke into a zillion pieces</title><content type='html'>I'm utterly hurt when I hear you say that. It isnt because I was thinking stuff in my head again. You know it yourself. You say you wont anyhow think when i tell you but instead you hurt me even more. You yourself told me once or twice or maybe three times that you dont compare. Yet today, the thing you said - isnt it comparing us? And of all things you compare that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hurt me so badly that I wish that I wont see you ever again. Just vanish from my eyes and never appear infront of me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that today never happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1738029112134258493?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1738029112134258493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1738029112134258493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/03/deep-down-my-heart-broke-into-zillion.html' title='deep down my heart broke into a zillion pieces'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7205660939547190273</id><published>2009-03-10T01:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T02:24:20.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09march09' - IKEA with Baby Boy again (:</title><content type='html'>was raining super heavy today. Like pouring in the afternoon. made my room look like evening lar. Super shiok to sleep in which i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to IKEA at Tampines with Baby for Swedish Meatballs and The nice Hotdog bread. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Took a number of pictures which can all be found in facebook (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=730756753&amp;amp;ref=profile#/photos.php?id=730756753"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=730756753&amp;amp;ref=profile#/photos.php?id=730756753&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of them :&lt;br /&gt;actually like the starting of the day. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVcKSryW-I/AAAAAAAADDU/78_t7RkwO6A/s1600-h/CIMG4141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311252667437308898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVcKSryW-I/AAAAAAAADDU/78_t7RkwO6A/s400/CIMG4141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVcJ_UrM3I/AAAAAAAADDM/-Q7GMu5D0wY/s1600-h/CIMG4140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311252662240097138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVcJ_UrM3I/AAAAAAAADDM/-Q7GMu5D0wY/s400/CIMG4140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVcJvVQHmI/AAAAAAAADDE/FZk4fInkDSI/s1600-h/CIMG4137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311252657947549282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVcJvVQHmI/AAAAAAAADDE/FZk4fInkDSI/s400/CIMG4137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVcJNQRKgI/AAAAAAAADC8/2YfIKXIn2uU/s1600-h/CIMG4135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311252648799840770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVcJNQRKgI/AAAAAAAADC8/2YfIKXIn2uU/s400/CIMG4135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;got alot more lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we love this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVdVfxL6oI/AAAAAAAADDc/6m3qdOA9D6o/s1600-h/CIMG4192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311253959439805058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVdVfxL6oI/AAAAAAAADDc/6m3qdOA9D6o/s400/CIMG4192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GO FACEBOOK SEE LAR! -lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, we went back to school to check on our crabs. Net broke already. We fed all of them. Grumpy is super defensive, keeps his spincer ready to bite us. Darling took them out and weigh them and took pictures. We played with my favourite nice and cute little crab which i named her "Baby"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will upload more pictures soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tired already. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY BABY BOY! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7205660939547190273?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7205660939547190273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7205660939547190273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/03/09march09-ikea-with-baby-boy-again.html' title='09march09&apos; - IKEA with Baby Boy again (:'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbVcKSryW-I/AAAAAAAADDU/78_t7RkwO6A/s72-c/CIMG4141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-4851463715664921620</id><published>2009-03-09T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T02:47:21.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My tooth hurts like crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate wisdom tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): crying away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-4851463715664921620?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4851463715664921620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4851463715664921620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-tooth-hurts-like-crap-i-hate-wisdom.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8621935790425721410</id><published>2009-03-08T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:17:52.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Went out with Baby today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PICTURES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbKq-YAP2vI/AAAAAAAADC0/Qs7uTaKRwAQ/s1600-h/CIMG4129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310494899195337458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbKq-YAP2vI/AAAAAAAADC0/Qs7uTaKRwAQ/s400/CIMG4129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310494890934305186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbKq95OqgaI/AAAAAAAADCs/KyHCqZsXex4/s400/CIMG4128.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbKq9Uv6uBI/AAAAAAAADCk/jFD8XLTqOH8/s1600-h/CIMG4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310494881141667858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbKq9Uv6uBI/AAAAAAAADCk/jFD8XLTqOH8/s400/CIMG4127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbKq9BKHCNI/AAAAAAAADCc/23PNJ2zDSvU/s1600-h/CIMG4126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310494875882817746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbKq9BKHCNI/AAAAAAAADCc/23PNJ2zDSvU/s400/CIMG4126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will update on my trip to Vietnam soon (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8621935790425721410?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8621935790425721410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8621935790425721410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-out-with-baby-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SbKq-YAP2vI/AAAAAAAADC0/Qs7uTaKRwAQ/s72-c/CIMG4129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1843814924496081506</id><published>2009-02-19T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:52:58.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE ARE GOING TO VIETNAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- 19 FEB - 05 MARCH 2009 ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1843814924496081506?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1843814924496081506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1843814924496081506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-going-to-vietnam-19-feb-05-march.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-434209097246880884</id><published>2009-02-02T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:45:30.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much happen recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Pulau Ubin.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun. Made friends. Lots of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;Chest Pain&lt;br /&gt;Was rushed to Hospital with Baby, Liyan and Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor injected me with painkillers.  super painful&lt;br /&gt;went home and rest rest rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me recover ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks Baby for being with me throughout the whole thing. I thought I was going to die but you were with me and telling me not to die on you. I was so scared at that time and wanted to give up alr. 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/27857991-434209097246880884?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/434209097246880884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/434209097246880884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-much-happen-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8346153522322175469</id><published>2009-01-30T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:28:07.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it that everytime i need you&lt;br /&gt;you aint there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you the most when I'm sick&lt;br /&gt;but you cant come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how whenever i need you&lt;br /&gt;you got something on. - not on purpose i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you here now with me&lt;br /&gt;but you are busy&lt;br /&gt;whereas someone else is always wanting to take your place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8346153522322175469?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8346153522322175469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8346153522322175469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-is-it-that-everytime-i-need-you-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7784007525778025452</id><published>2009-01-14T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:35:59.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOYFRIEND IS GOING TO VIETNAM WITH ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT THE MUD CRAB PROJECT FOR FYP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE HAPPINESS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i just hope my laptop is another happy thing =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7784007525778025452?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7784007525778025452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7784007525778025452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/boyfriend-is-going-to-vietnam-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8533406854884179189</id><published>2009-01-09T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:07:17.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Collage of baby and me 2008'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SWd107s7S5I/AAAAAAAAC3I/MLqb1oXCamc/s1600-h/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SWd107s7S5I/AAAAAAAAC3I/MLqb1oXCamc/s400/home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289325839609711506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;200&lt;/span&gt;8'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SWdyfch7GDI/AAAAAAAAC3A/QZRfbxcKGtE/s1600-h/Late+Christmas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SWdyfch7GDI/AAAAAAAAC3A/QZRfbxcKGtE/s400/Late+Christmas1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289322171929925682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Pictures (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SWdyc35QbQI/AAAAAAAAC24/q0PDhFlhXCc/s1600-h/Late+Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SWdyc35QbQI/AAAAAAAAC24/q0PDhFlhXCc/s400/Late+Christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289322127735942402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8533406854884179189?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8533406854884179189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8533406854884179189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/collage-of-baby-and-me-2008-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SWd107s7S5I/AAAAAAAAC3I/MLqb1oXCamc/s72-c/home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2539808779731863701</id><published>2009-01-07T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:01:20.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;There's alot of things being said and done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Not on purpose but it just affects one mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Seen and heard cannot be control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;yet feelings inside must be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I dont want to say so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;or else I sound like a sensitive person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;just want to let all my emotions out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so that I dont bottle them up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Life goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nothing changes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;probably met more people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;made more friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;gave and receive things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;to love ones and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;but life like this isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;trying to contain everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i hope i dont burst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;BOO people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rawwwwwwwwrrrrrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2539808779731863701?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2539808779731863701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2539808779731863701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/theres-alot-of-things-being-said-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-4838881557890907366</id><published>2009-01-04T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:46:00.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM JUST NONSENSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. random shit. just ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-4838881557890907366?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4838881557890907366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4838881557890907366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-you-i-hate-her-im-just-nonsense.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-4331925974943691171</id><published>2009-01-04T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:49:12.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I super HATE ACER! - their service center sucks big time not only that the products they have are a total waste of money and time. Keep making us [customers] go back just to repair and repair and after their "perfect" service the laptop just DIE literally! Its so frustrating when school is starting and my textbook which is the laptop is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dying&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; DEAD! I'm so pissed at that guy there so much that i dont want to step into ACER service center ever again. - Inside story which will go on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyways, Its 2009! A brand new year where everything changes. Haha. I really hope that boyfriend can go Vietnam with me. But they so want more SIT people to go. And i really want to go but it happens to be on Baby's birthday! Argh another frustrating thing. Haha. but Christmas last year was fun with baby. (: he bought me this big mickey mouse which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;once&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i told him i loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;New Year Day was also my 6th month anniversary. It was nice to spent time with him. Watched 7pounds really touching show. Tears dripped down my face. Lol! Also College which was like superbad and american pie type of show. Funny shit. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shall update again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE MY BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-4331925974943691171?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4331925974943691171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4331925974943691171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-super-hate-acer-their-service-center.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-4304257831379052474</id><published>2008-12-25T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:23:14.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm back from camp and done with birthday. Surprises and more surprises. Camp was fun so was birthday. Especially when you are with the one you love. Caught Yes Man and Darling's mum prepared steamboat for me! Nice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Went out with Baby to vivo, bought his prezzie then shopped around with him. After which i met up with Dennis, Gordon &amp;amp; Yiyang to go to clarke quay for drinks and food. Ordered this damn oily spaghetti and spicy nachos and then our drinks - 3 flaming larbogini and 2 graveyard. Super shiok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Saw Yanming Delise and TK. So co-incident &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Christmas with Baby. Bought him this really nice prezzie and i think he likes it too. I love his prezzie!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Damn sian my laptop is dying AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;will blog when i feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-4304257831379052474?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4304257831379052474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/4304257831379052474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-from-camp-and-done-with.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-8911328340688252791</id><published>2008-12-12T09:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:14.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Andre wrote this beautiful poem that I'm going to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABCs of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love lingers, love departs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It stays only in desired hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love is a pleasure, love is a torture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;All determined by corrupted creatures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love heals, love hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;All caused by simple words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love is a dream, love is reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Not knowing so may cause a relationship's fatality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love excites, love disappoints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Like the two faces of the coins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love creates, love breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It produces joy or heartaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love is yummy, love is yucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sometimes sweet in the mouth yet sour in the tummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love motivates, love distracts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Either pushes you forward or off your tracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love enlightens, love blinds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It controls our puny minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love is a train, love leads a journey that can't comprehend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It creates a circle with no beginning or end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love is independent , love creates addictions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So much sweet words yet so many contradictions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-8911328340688252791?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8911328340688252791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/8911328340688252791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/andre-wrote-this-beautiful-poem-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2917376243857036746</id><published>2008-12-07T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:49:59.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;This few days been catching different movies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;1. Madagascar Escape 2 Africa - with Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;2. Wild Child - with Baby, Andy and Dennis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;3. Four Christmases  - with Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;4.City of Ember - with Baby, Ruihua and Eunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;5. BOLT - with Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Every single movie is nice to watch, interesting and exciting. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Go catch all of them if you have the time and people to watch it with. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Updates on my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;1. Met up with Andy and Dennis like finally it's been eons since i last saw the both of you. Darling came with me and I guess had a great time since Andy was "entertaining us" HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;2. Finally went for another driving lesson and i'm progressing. Next lesson is Parking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;3. Ut 3 has come to an end. but the bad news is ut 4 is on its way like starting this coming week. Damn sian. never ending shit. oops =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;4. Shuying and Ryan finally passed me the blue box with all my stuff that I left from last year chalet. It took them exactly a year. So retarded when I met them like freaking many times this year. Lol. Thanks Anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;5. I got C+ for dont know what UT. which I'm glad cos i passed since its freaking difficult and I dont study for UT and thought I was going to fail! Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;6. Met up with the other committee members for the planning of this year's church-youth camp which I'm in charge of the programmes. Thanks to everyone we got it done so quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;7. Had CAR WASH together with my fellow youths. Super fun. Splash water and kanna myself. Retarded but this is how you have lots of fun isnt it? Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;8. Finished Charmed Season 1 - 8 (: Caught New episode of Gossip Girls Season 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;9. I cut my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Spend alot of time with Darling Boy. Had fun every single time. (: Watched this musical with him also. It's nice and meaningful. Totally love Baby even more when he wore the River Island Shirt I chose. He looks damn handsome in it. I love you Baby. Get more rest and always smile for me. Cos i finally realised how you felt when i frown, cry and smile. Thanks Darling boy for EVERYTHING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2917376243857036746?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2917376243857036746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2917376243857036746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-few-days-been-catching-different.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5548868497035330671</id><published>2008-12-01T10:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:30:01.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LoveS only YOU'/><title type='text'>HI BaBY! ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY 5TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HEARTS ALL FOR YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;STILL &amp;amp; ALWAYS LOVING YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dElOn DARLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5548868497035330671?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5548868497035330671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5548868497035330671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-baby.html' title='HI BaBY! ^^'/><author><name>The Lawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18362694080437841705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5547615016784452788</id><published>2008-11-23T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:46:22.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Was really angry when the meeting ended late because i had to cancel dinner plans with baby as it was really late already. Went back home and watched tv had dinner and talked to mummy and gaius when Baby called and said that he is downstairs. Was super happy to see him because wasnt in  a good mood and he came to cheer me up. I super love him when he does that. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my finger is hurting alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5547615016784452788?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5547615016784452788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5547615016784452788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/was-really-angry-when-meeting-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5335568542381617709</id><published>2008-11-19T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:13:24.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love the Earrings BABY bought for me. Especially the pearl ones. Love you darling. Watched Madagascar Escape 2 Africa. Nice, Funny! Much better than the first one. It's been a long time since i watched movie sia so it was good really good to finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SSQq4d5T0-I/AAAAAAAAC2w/B0pVDurlo-U/s1600-h/Madagascar+2+escape+to+africa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SSQq4d5T0-I/AAAAAAAAC2w/B0pVDurlo-U/s400/Madagascar+2+escape+to+africa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270384613516366818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having Uts here and there. Frustrating how it &lt;u&gt;never ends&lt;/u&gt; hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with baby boy has been good. I love him (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back, met up with Cleon. he came over to pass me 2 boxes of chocolate from Switzerland. His mum, Aunty Helen bought them for me. Lol. Super nice. Sweet and not bitter. Haha. I think got alcohol inside. Nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Charmed :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5335568542381617709?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5335568542381617709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5335568542381617709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-earrings-baby-bought-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SSQq4d5T0-I/AAAAAAAAC2w/B0pVDurlo-U/s72-c/Madagascar+2+escape+to+africa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-5393983789647057003</id><published>2008-11-15T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:20:46.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Cramps Cramps and more Cramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I hate menstrual cramps alot! super painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Met baby today and was really happy to see him. Pain goes away when he's near me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Thanks baby for the gift. That really made me real happy cos i wanted it for super long and no one could find the right colour until you place it in my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I love you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Stay safe tomorrow alrights? I will miss you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Loves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-5393983789647057003?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5393983789647057003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/5393983789647057003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/cramps-cramps-and-more-cramps-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1893743909221809048</id><published>2008-11-15T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:28:25.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Im really happy i went out with Baby Boy today and not squash. Sorry guys. You know I will join you all for squash soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;We caught Tropical Thunder. Super funny and disgusting. Felt like vomiting for so many times lar! Gross!! haha. It felt like before where we were young and innocent. Okay i just felt like putting the young and innocent phrase haha! I dont know. I love that feeling. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Security guard quite scary sia. Lol. And look at my face. Do i smoke? Lol of cos not lar!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1893743909221809048?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1893743909221809048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1893743909221809048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-really-happy-i-went-out-with-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1515482156522657561</id><published>2008-11-13T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:43:15.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that ran through my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Maybe I expect too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Why do I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;always&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; most of the times get disappointed when i lie on my bed thinking through the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I dont understand at all. a single thing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You get upset when i talk to or mention his name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Thn why is it okay that you can say hi or wave or smile or whatever to her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;claim&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; you dislike her hate her or something on the negative side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You told me that you didnt like it when she called my name or whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and its so natural for you to wave say hi smile or whatever to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;maybe what you said to me are lies or just a cover up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;maybe I'm just someone to take over her job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I dont know and I dont want to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Maybe deep down she is still "someone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Is it because she was your first&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Whatever lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I think I expect too much way too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1515482156522657561?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1515482156522657561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1515482156522657561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-that-ran-through-my-mind.html' title='Things that ran through my mind'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-7257836281866085760</id><published>2008-11-13T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:58:23.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsK_w_fs1I/AAAAAAAAC2o/woREmNitbV8/s1600-h/olupKU-gTSDupmTXiz8ZXw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsK_w_fs1I/AAAAAAAAC2o/woREmNitbV8/s400/olupKU-gTSDupmTXiz8ZXw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267816279739183954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsKng8hLKI/AAAAAAAAC2g/NvkUMt6s7o8/s1600-h/Wu_vUPW0Pw8QivUza4T0bg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsKng8hLKI/AAAAAAAAC2g/NvkUMt6s7o8/s400/Wu_vUPW0Pw8QivUza4T0bg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267815863114869922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsKnJH3WGI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/y3-ahSgiHT0/s1600-h/sELv0b1nQPm_0b0NEvZ8eA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsKnJH3WGI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/y3-ahSgiHT0/s400/sELv0b1nQPm_0b0NEvZ8eA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267815856720009314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsKm1X1zFI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/VIQ70lrP_1s/s1600-h/jW1Z0dUa0Yge7bCSwgZcEw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsKm1X1zFI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/VIQ70lrP_1s/s400/jW1Z0dUa0Yge7bCSwgZcEw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267815851418307666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsKmvCAFVI/AAAAAAAAC2I/pSYlTvYIr_8/s1600-h/c-MJnzliZZ1mSELPXyK2cQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsKmvCAFVI/AAAAAAAAC2I/pSYlTvYIr_8/s400/c-MJnzliZZ1mSELPXyK2cQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267815849716094290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsKmRfEzZI/AAAAAAAAC2A/_zvwLra1Jw8/s1600-h/80yvvCO_L3dUyHPSeqlIUA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsKmRfEzZI/AAAAAAAAC2A/_zvwLra1Jw8/s400/80yvvCO_L3dUyHPSeqlIUA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267815841784974738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-7257836281866085760?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7257836281866085760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/7257836281866085760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/pictures-of-us.html' title='Pictures of Us'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrCDYAv6jfA/SRsK_w_fs1I/AAAAAAAAC2o/woREmNitbV8/s72-c/olupKU-gTSDupmTXiz8ZXw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-3793677847262330843</id><published>2008-11-09T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:49:20.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>total randomness rants</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I dont understand one thing. Why you can remember so many things that she says and not a single of mine. How ironic is that I'm your girlfriend she isnt. Sometimes you will accidentally say stuff that you think it was me but is actually her. Not only that you say things that she like and place it on me. if that is the case then wont it be better if you let her be your girlfriend and not me. And of all people her! I'm starting to hate her already. It is definitely getting on my nerves. was really disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I seriously hate people who promise this and then after a while found another group then before the whole thingy comes like the very last minute they back out on us. Wtf? They dont even have the courtesy to at least tell us before hand. They can even say they discussed about it for a while already. So now they are the "winners" cos they already have a secured place in another team whereas the rest will have to refind even though they promise not to split. I dont understand why there are such people in the world. Worst of all, all of us are from the same clique. Nvm. there are just some people like that inconsiderate and selfish. I hope we can get a new team soon so that we wont have to worry anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;N0thing can change the fact that im attached. So stop putting in thoughts all saying stuff that are useless. I have a boyfriend and that's it. so really really stop the whole jianfeng thingy. He is just a friend now and thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I still got alot of things to do sia for the camp. I really hope i can settle everything soon. Planning for camps is big being the in charge of the whole programmes is bigger. I hope A levels end soon then InnZheng can help me with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-3793677847262330843?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3793677847262330843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3793677847262330843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/total-randomness-rants.html' title='total randomness rants'/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-2895705677990809931</id><published>2008-11-03T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:50:13.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have officially &lt;u&gt;PASSED&lt;/u&gt; my PP! - yayness&lt;br /&gt;and my laptop screen has officially be known as &lt;s&gt;crack&lt;/s&gt; and needs help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whatever the case.&lt;br /&gt;This holidays has totally been great.&lt;br /&gt;Chalet here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Rushing for PP&lt;br /&gt;- i was totally late for it but no worries i pass&lt;br /&gt;having fights&lt;br /&gt;having fun&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was great i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's been 4months already.&lt;br /&gt;slow and fast at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Time crawls but somehow it feels like we've been together for years.&lt;br /&gt;even though we &lt;s&gt;quarrel or fight&lt;/s&gt; okay bicker&lt;br /&gt;but i feel that i understand you better and love you even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i want you to know that we will definitely last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and get married &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and have baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;okay out of the point but you know what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I love you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gilbert &amp;amp; Mandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please will you stop with the whole bugging me with jianfeng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we broke up for so long already and its not like im not moving on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i HAVE a great BOYFRIEND now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-2895705677990809931?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2895705677990809931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/2895705677990809931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-officially-passed-my-pp-yayness.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-3582652761506961038</id><published>2008-11-01T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:27:29.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My day couldnt get any worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laptop screen somewhat crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to talk about it ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-3582652761506961038?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3582652761506961038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3582652761506961038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-day-couldnt-get-any-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-3618002355188710899</id><published>2008-10-31T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:45:52.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;My PP is over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I WAS LATE LAR! like i woke up late. Almost screwd. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Faci were nice people. i really hope i pass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Couldnt breathe in the morning. like out of breath. Super scary. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyways. i bought my crumpler already! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;will blog again tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-3618002355188710899?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3618002355188710899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/3618002355188710899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1173450942498150192</id><published>2008-10-22T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:45:32.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm in alot of pain. Cramps are a sucker for pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I want him here with me but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;he isnt here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;He is all i need to get the pain away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I miss him ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1173450942498150192?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1173450942498150192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1173450942498150192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-in-alot-of-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857991.post-1714848329817957071</id><published>2008-10-14T14:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:02:06.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;UT UT and more UT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;the school lied to us&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;non stop, on flowing of Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;this week&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Immunology UT1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Applied Chem UT1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Anatomy &amp;amp; Physiology UT2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;next week&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Biochemistry UT2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;the rest still not stated. Cos it aint on my time table which ends on Biochem that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i hate UT. 6P - useless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;damn!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sunday - 12October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Surprise Boyfriend by popping by his place when i told him i was meeting a guy friend. LOl! I love his facial expression when he came out of his room and saw me in his house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27857991-1714848329817957071?l=strawberries-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1714848329817957071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27857991/posts/default/1714848329817957071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strawberries-stars.blogspot.com/2008/10/ut-ut-and-more-ut-school-lied-to-us-non.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10747000582262546729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
