<?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-8696747932083858468</id><updated>2012-03-07T21:23:43.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>even heros have the right to bleed.</title><subtitle type='html'>let your faith be greater than your fears.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>437</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-3732685705932775072</id><published>2011-08-30T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T09:29:42.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mambo-jumbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-THeZbsdZbvE/Tl0KB7KhUZI/AAAAAAAABPY/zKijwmlFqAU/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B21.15%2B%25232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-THeZbsdZbvE/Tl0KB7KhUZI/AAAAAAAABPY/zKijwmlFqAU/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B21.15%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646680535970435474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QJKxt4P3OhI/Tl0KB_MFN2I/AAAAAAAABPQ/d-wQYEqA5dM/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B21.01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QJKxt4P3OhI/Tl0KB_MFN2I/AAAAAAAABPQ/d-wQYEqA5dM/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B21.01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646680537050724194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Se6_EgCNVCo/Tl0KBvBrx9I/AAAAAAAABPI/jipNmPzwq9Q/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B20.59%2B%25233.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Se6_EgCNVCo/Tl0KBvBrx9I/AAAAAAAABPI/jipNmPzwq9Q/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B20.59%2B%25233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646680532712146898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iTTZUjgVMrY/Tl0KBXpSe-I/AAAAAAAABPA/0rrYANNYeUc/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-12%2Bat%2B21.55%2B%25232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iTTZUjgVMrY/Tl0KBXpSe-I/AAAAAAAABPA/0rrYANNYeUc/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-07-12%2Bat%2B21.55%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646680526435810274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai hai hai blogger. (while signing in, i nearly forgotten what's my password. WHUD UP)&lt;div&gt;here's a little update of my fruitful life so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) exams are over and holidays are here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) internships are coming soon and i hope everything goes on well and smoothly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) ballet exams are drawing near. and i'm not even prepared. ok, im scared as shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) i wanna watch soooo many. yes i am movie deprived, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) i finally sorted out my feelings for everything. (almost, everything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) i thank God for all the friends that i have now. &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) i'm revamping my room. not w Neon lights, but pretty pictures and pollies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) CAN'T WAIT FOR PICNIC W MY GIRLSSSSS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, as you can see. My life's been pretty well i would say. One of the best moments I had ever, since secondary school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since poly life started, i realised i got closer to my mum and dad. meeting them for dinner, chatting about my life and getting advices from them. Esp my mum. Lurv her xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been on tumblr often. Reading about all the "love" posts made me feel that actually there are many people having much worse-off situations than me. that really made me feel grateful for the family, friends and everything i have. hahah, i think i'm starting to get sentimental. LOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, ive learnt something. "You lived for more than a decade w/o this guy, surely you would be able to live w/o him now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully everyone going thru a breakup, or heartbreak would be strong enough to go thru all these. xoxo, have faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-3732685705932775072?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3732685705932775072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=3732685705932775072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3732685705932775072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3732685705932775072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/08/mambo-jumbo.html' title='mambo-jumbo'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-THeZbsdZbvE/Tl0KB7KhUZI/AAAAAAAABPY/zKijwmlFqAU/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-08-27%2Bat%2B21.15%2B%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8429697181079223416</id><published>2011-05-30T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T06:33:52.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole new world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7m4dC7iOP0/TeOa8G_HwlI/AAAAAAAABOI/3oW6Nz9BLvg/s1600/2011-05-18%2B13.50.02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7m4dC7iOP0/TeOa8G_HwlI/AAAAAAAABOI/3oW6Nz9BLvg/s320/2011-05-18%2B13.50.02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612499918091960914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been good these few days, although i'm starting to get dreadful with all the lectures and assignments. :(&lt;div&gt;I must say, Poly is really an eye opener for me. I get to meet people from all walks all life. When i mean all, it includes gays, lebanese and etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not against them, instead I think they're really cool and special people. Support the PinkDot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They dare to stand up for themselves, which is really daring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scholarship interviews are driving me crazy. It's the last and final round this Wednesday. i really hope I would get it. :( at least to make my parents proud of me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum is really wonderful. She stands by me and never gives up on me despite the dreadful results I got during my secondary school days. I'm really grateful for that. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also my grandma, she's been the one taking care of me since I was an infant. I want her to be happy and see me in my graduation robe. Not forgetting my grandpa too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting too sentimental aren't I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8429697181079223416?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8429697181079223416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8429697181079223416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8429697181079223416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8429697181079223416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/05/whole-new-world.html' title='A whole new world'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7m4dC7iOP0/TeOa8G_HwlI/AAAAAAAABOI/3oW6Nz9BLvg/s72-c/2011-05-18%2B13.50.02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-5371028167543674605</id><published>2011-05-04T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:37:21.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>high cheek bones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6TEsPMrEHv8/TcF_Ri9H9II/AAAAAAAABOA/0oxgFFGk9Dc/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-02%2Bat%2B21.42.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6TEsPMrEHv8/TcF_Ri9H9II/AAAAAAAABOA/0oxgFFGk9Dc/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-02%2Bat%2B21.42.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602899350843290754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jFaWKiuq2b8/TcF_RZnCC6I/AAAAAAAABN4/bmZ3WQ4jqNI/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-03%2Bat%2B15.27.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jFaWKiuq2b8/TcF_RZnCC6I/AAAAAAAABN4/bmZ3WQ4jqNI/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-03%2Bat%2B15.27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602899348334709666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi all! i realise it's been ages since i've updated this daed space of mine. been wanting to retrieve it long ago. just that i was just TOO lazy.&lt;div&gt;meet my IZZIT gang up there. haha, inside joke! but it's really funny when Mardy does it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, gg.com i'm giggling to myself now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCHOOL'S BEEN PRETTY FINE I WOULD SAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;assignments are pilling up, and so is the stress! LIKE A MOUNTAIN YO~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for the scholarship interview today. hopefully i can make it though. hope all the last on-the-spot-thinking helps a lot... :( have faith Nicole!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and everyone who is currently taking MYE now, including my sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother's day is around the corner...hmmm, what shall i do? hehe &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe bake a cake for her? or do a card for mum? dilemma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cannot wait to have attachments to various industries! sorry for that abrupt change of topic, it's 1236am. hehe, well i'm suppose to be asleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today i feel weird and bloated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god bless everyone, PS: the election fever is seriously HOT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-5371028167543674605?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5371028167543674605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=5371028167543674605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5371028167543674605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5371028167543674605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/05/high-cheek-bones.html' title='high cheek bones.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6TEsPMrEHv8/TcF_Ri9H9II/AAAAAAAABOA/0oxgFFGk9Dc/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-02%2Bat%2B21.42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-7257262014359605705</id><published>2011-04-16T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T07:45:20.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't go breaking my heart,</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;they say life is full of choices.&lt;div&gt;following your heart is hard sometimes, and it's ok not to be ok sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why does a breakup have to be hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how can you appear to be nonchalant about everything, when my life is squeezing the shit out of me? they say love is not game. but why do i feel that you're player?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i wanted was for you to fight for me? was it so hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you think by not talking to me, everything would appear fine. leaving it all to me, clearing the doubts i have in my mind, in the end telling me that change took over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you have any idea how much i'm going through? hell no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tumblr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-7257262014359605705?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7257262014359605705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=7257262014359605705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7257262014359605705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7257262014359605705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/04/dont-go-breaking-my-heart.html' title='don&apos;t go breaking my heart,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2084942921168085794</id><published>2011-04-10T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T06:41:03.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not getting back again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRy_sBg7q80/TaGwJHch5nI/AAAAAAAABM8/VUQsMGE4PVQ/s1600/tumblr_lh3r591eAR1qc1mk9o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRy_sBg7q80/TaGwJHch5nI/AAAAAAAABM8/VUQsMGE4PVQ/s320/tumblr_lh3r591eAR1qc1mk9o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593945882834888306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi all.&lt;div&gt;Here to update this dead space of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's starting in a week, I know I ought to get ready and be prepared. But, hell no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still working, working my ass out. I don't know why, maybe just to shut myself from the utmost realistic world. Been meeting people from my new school. Hanging out with really great people. Gossiping never fails to cheer me up &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised that we should all concentrate on the things that make us happier in life. Not those that we are all dwelling so deeply on. It makes one happier, and satisfied with life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends by my side never fail to cheer me up. Of course, there are many friends whom I disputed with and ended up being nothing. Regretted it? Hell yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all make mistakes. We are humans after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get by with life working and hanging out with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till today, I saw you. I thought I wouldn't get affected by it since it's been so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I've forgotten and let it go. But, I still felt sad when I saw you just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? I don't know. Life's unfair sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though, what I saw was only your backview. I'm very sure it was you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a happier note, school's starting soon, which means I'll meet new people and get you off my mind asap. Not talking to you really helps moving on faster. But then again, why shouldn't we talk since we are friends? Contradicting much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to forget, but it doesn't make it all ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been so long, I'm tired of being strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2084942921168085794?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2084942921168085794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2084942921168085794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2084942921168085794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2084942921168085794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-not-getting-back-again.html' title='I&apos;m not getting back again.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRy_sBg7q80/TaGwJHch5nI/AAAAAAAABM8/VUQsMGE4PVQ/s72-c/tumblr_lh3r591eAR1qc1mk9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-3382817850719547851</id><published>2011-03-21T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T06:17:33.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how many times will i take to get it right?</title><content type='html'>there are too many choices in life to make.&lt;div&gt;too many risks to take. to many sacrifices to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and in fact i'm really broken inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-3382817850719547851?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3382817850719547851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=3382817850719547851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3382817850719547851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3382817850719547851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-many-times-will-i-take-to-get-it.html' title='how many times will i take to get it right?'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8197720900338487788</id><published>2011-03-13T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T10:41:25.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new beginning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aseC-SHl7c/TXz77bCn2AI/AAAAAAAABL8/2rn0JNALzpM/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-13%2Bat%2B13.54%2B%25233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9EVfXBWV9HQ/TXz76suqbXI/AAAAAAAABLs/uUagsSaub0s/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-13%2Bat%2B13.53.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583614623890435442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J_BC3J_UyxE/TXz76VDfhrI/AAAAAAAABLk/hosHSZH-qm4/s1600/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-03-13%2Bat%2B13.58%2B%25234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J_BC3J_UyxE/TXz76VDfhrI/AAAAAAAABLk/hosHSZH-qm4/s320/4-up%2Bon%2B2011-03-13%2Bat%2B13.58%2B%25234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583614617535350450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_-i294zTouI/TXz76GNoKkI/AAAAAAAABLc/ucSsHCfrL34/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-13%2Bat%2B13.48%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_-i294zTouI/TXz76GNoKkI/AAAAAAAABLc/ucSsHCfrL34/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-03-13%2Bat%2B13.48%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583614613551327810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi all. I hope you all had an enjoyable day today. &lt;div&gt;Went to the school to purchase my new MacBook yesterday. Happygirl123.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The functions are pretty well. I love the trackpad! (that's what Apple calls it.weird? yes i know) It has many lovely features in it. One finger for smthg. Two fingers for scrolling. Three fingers for back and forth. Four fingers to get an overview of everything. It's like using less energy for the same amount of work you do in other ordinary computer. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say that I was pretty reluctant to purchase the macBook as I was the one paying for it. So yeah. I'm sure all of us have read the news that tsunami has strike again... poor japan. i really do sympathize them yknow. Them being one of the fastest city in the world, now all to dust and nothing. And Sg has only sent 5 dogs and 5 humans. WTF. seriously la, Sg is small, but surely we can afford to send more than that right -.- I pray that all the Japanese there would be alright. Safe and sound. Hoping that the death roll will not rise again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum bought a new cammy today at the IT fair. It was crazy and squeezy. LIKE A PACK OF SARDINES, literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the bargains were really reasonable though. Comes with many free gifts and thumbdrives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum even managed to bargained for a free battery. Wonder how she does bargaining so well. Prolly it's in the women's genes. Haha. Maybe I will be like that someday. Muhaha. k I feel evil. But seriously, it doesn't harm me having thoes kind of genes since it's helpful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People say that the world is gna end soon. (ever since the events that had happen to japan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it true? I somehow don't think it is. I somehow think it is. Yes, imma contradictor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope by the time the world ends, I would have confessed all my feelings to the person I love so that I live with no regrets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't know what to do. Charles isn't here in Sg, so idk who to turn to when I need advices. :( Charles Charles Charles, come back plxxxxx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes i feel like a fool waiting and holding onto smthg that is not gna happen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;do you even mean it when you said sorry and you didn't appreciate me? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;how come i don't feel that you're apologetic at all...i feel so stupid to keep thinking that you would still be part of my life. as soon as i move on, your long and emotional text comes along. what are you trying to say? are you fighting to keep me by your side? cos' i dont feel it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i feel like giving up on everything. every fuxking thing. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm tired of fighting to keep you by my side. cos' in the end, after every sorry you make. it'll all be back again. those stupid feelings and the tingling butterflies i would get whenever i see your text. i hate the way you talk to other girls. i admit. i hate the way i care so much about you. i hate the fact that i'm still jealous when you're with another girl. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;argh nicole. wake up. he doesn't care, why should you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;live your life. do your parents proud. survive poly. it's a brand new beginning after all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8197720900338487788?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8197720900338487788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8197720900338487788' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-5165552343707495482</id><published>2011-02-22T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T02:21:52.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the contradictions make me weak.</title><content type='html'>I want to ....&lt;div&gt;1) highlight my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) study abroad but idk where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) move on with my shitty hopeless life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) have smth that will make my hair grow faster and longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) school to start soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) do smth different everything instead of just sitting lazily in front of the tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) travel around the world in 79 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) help the needy throughout the world. as many as I can &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) show men that women are as strong and dominant as them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) talk to friends whom I haven't talked for a long time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) be happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-5165552343707495482?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5165552343707495482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=5165552343707495482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5165552343707495482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5165552343707495482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-contradictions-make-me-weak.html' title='all the contradictions make me weak.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2736013889915335526</id><published>2011-02-16T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T04:25:42.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop running in my mind, aren't you tired?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ek_3ujShbl4/TVu9IAh4IdI/AAAAAAAABLE/279yAmkSZX0/s1600/tumblr_lgnmtukeHL1qzwov7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ek_3ujShbl4/TVu9IAh4IdI/AAAAAAAABLE/279yAmkSZX0/s320/tumblr_lgnmtukeHL1qzwov7o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574256909079814610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MlnyXAgI1E/TVu9IfKYecI/AAAAAAAABLM/huij9vWsa2s/s1600/tumblr_lg5uofiJuY1qzclx7o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MlnyXAgI1E/TVu9IfKYecI/AAAAAAAABLM/huij9vWsa2s/s320/tumblr_lg5uofiJuY1qzclx7o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574256917302770114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi all. once again i'm here to update this dead space of mine. ha ha ha. :P&lt;div&gt;many things happen in my life. and imma lazy ass to type everything out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) taylor swift's concert was the sex bomb man! muhaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps; when are you coming back taylorrrrr? we misssssshhhh youuuuuu (L)&lt;div&gt;2) Chingay Parade finally ended! yesss and nawwwww :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it've been really fun. getting to know the other ballet girls from another ballet school. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although my costume is kinda errrrr, *speechless* but hey! i had fun k! hehe :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) teaching tuition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've teaching tuition to a Korean family for close to two months now. It's really tiring travelling here and there sometimes. But on the flip side, I still get $$ so yesss. hehe :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)ballet ballet ballet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently taking over my teacher's baby lessons as she injured her knee. so yes, the kids are kinda tough though. but rather fun on the other hand too. contradiction much? yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i rmbr still stuttering on my first lesson. muhahah, it was my FIRST time la plox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) i'm happy, sad and confused about where am i now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont be confused, i'm not lost in a shopping centre. :) i think it's just something that everyone has to go through. something about finding yourself. and being confident about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's about time i stop critisizing myself and find more time to improve on myself instead. :) with more time to improve myself, i have lesser time to critisize others as well as myself. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it's kinda like a win-win situation. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a lighter note, there's America Got Talent today on channel 5 tonight! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for the abrupt change ya? cos i've been sitting in front of the comp for the past three hours. and my brain is kinda weird nowwwww~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till here thn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS! CHARLES RETURN MY MAILLLLLLLLL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i miss you and another &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; too. xoxo (L)&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/8696747932083858468-2736013889915335526?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2736013889915335526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2736013889915335526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2736013889915335526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2736013889915335526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/02/stop-running-in-my-mind-arent-you-tired.html' title='stop running in my mind, aren&apos;t you tired?'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ek_3ujShbl4/TVu9IAh4IdI/AAAAAAAABLE/279yAmkSZX0/s72-c/tumblr_lgnmtukeHL1qzwov7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2191053040857757116</id><published>2011-02-08T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T06:23:33.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm busy getting stronger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TVFPCr0Lz2I/AAAAAAAABK4/5CnTdzsTCNU/s1600/tumblr_lewhqye7Nw1qaxdato1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TVFPCr0Lz2I/AAAAAAAABK4/5CnTdzsTCNU/s320/tumblr_lewhqye7Nw1qaxdato1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571321121573949282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's is around the corner, and i have yet to come up with any plans for that day.&lt;div&gt;My mood is haywire today. A minute I'm good and laughing, the next I'm sitting there, crying about things I shouldn't be thinking about. Looks like moving on isn't so easy as it seems. Why is it so easy for you then? &lt;b&gt;Maybe the one who cares less wins the game of love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to tumblr.com just now. It never fails to inspire me in a way or another. Be it in life, attitude and most importantly relationships and how about being confident and feeling beautiful all the time. Sometimes I do wonder how is life without tumblr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those of you out there who do not have one, do sign up for one. It really have many pretty pictures and inspiring quotes. Believe it or not, you'll not regret it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above is an inspiring quote I found in tumblr.com by Marilyn Monroe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's quite a diva back then. And she's a truly beautiful person inside and out. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somewhat like Audrey Hupbern. Really cool. Pretty faces everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a girft for my sister. I'm not too sure if she likes it or not, but it's the thoughts that count, no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;? Many a times I really hate her, like literally hate her. But as a matter of fact, I'm still her elder sister. Most of the time, I think about how life would be so mundane without my two sisters. Nobody to shout at me when I'm singing in the showers, nobody to fight with for silly things etc. And that I'm grateful that I have two beautiful sisters inside and out. Only sometimes, not all the time. Sometimes they can really be a bitch and get on to my nerves. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yes, i hope every couple and singles enjoy their valentine's day no matter what! ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god bless everyone! (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2191053040857757116?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2191053040857757116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2191053040857757116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2191053040857757116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2191053040857757116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-busy-getting-stronger.html' title='I&apos;m busy getting stronger.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TVFPCr0Lz2I/AAAAAAAABK4/5CnTdzsTCNU/s72-c/tumblr_lewhqye7Nw1qaxdato1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-5934696719911072534</id><published>2011-02-07T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T04:08:27.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU_SMt2ecMI/AAAAAAAABKs/qQbeaKsojfE/s1600/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU_SMt2ecMI/AAAAAAAABKs/qQbeaKsojfE/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570902379988938946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU_SMantoKI/AAAAAAAABKk/fAKAWtKdj1c/s1600/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU_SMantoKI/AAAAAAAABKk/fAKAWtKdj1c/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570902374826746018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU_SMKzp39I/AAAAAAAABKc/JvouwCMBSUY/s1600/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU_SMKzp39I/AAAAAAAABKc/JvouwCMBSUY/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570902370581864402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU_SLlGR4mI/AAAAAAAABKU/8piervOleAs/s1600/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU_SLlGR4mI/AAAAAAAABKU/8piervOleAs/s320/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570902360459436642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so here i am once again, blogging. haha. went out with Sandy today. met her at 9am to have breakfast @ Citylink. Proceeded to Suntec for my interview. :) the guy hasnt called me yet though. oh heez. i do very hope that i get the job. get my head off a couple of things.&lt;div&gt;I FINALLY BOUGHT THE RING, yes. thank you sandy for the ring. (L) :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we traveled a lot today though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from cityhall&gt;suntec&gt;MBS&gt;somerset&gt;bugis&gt;illuma&gt;home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;subway is weird cos they dont allow card cards to be played at their shop. said smth got to do the management or smth. i find that really stupid. omg. for god's sake, it's picture cards! not pokercards ass! LMAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, today is a tiring day for me cos' i woke up at like... hmm, 815? oh my. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder what time will i get up for school when it starts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i somehow dread to start school, yet i am feeling excited to meet new friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a feeling i always get. i'm not a fan of change i suppose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i needa get a job asap if not i would rot at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teaching ballet is fun yet tiring. :( nawwww, i whine too much. the children are fab. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's really annoying that you always leave half your words unsaid. so, whatcha trying to tell me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you gave me hopes, and you crashed them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it always seems to me that i'm a toy. oh when you're having fun with others, i'm forgotten by you, again. as usual. when you talk to me, i seem like your heaven on earth. this is pretty stupid. can't you be like a man and just tell me what you want? i find myself so stupid waiting and waiting and getting hurt all over again. you don't care, you never will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second chances are bullshit, like seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you gotta earn it back this time. cos' i aint giving in no more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it really sucks. flashbacks are occurring all the time. wasting my time, thinking on unwanted stuff. so what now? all that you said before is bullshit? or are you just trying to sweet talk me. i really don't know. a minute you were nice, the next you're as cold as ice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just what do you want seriously? tell me. so that i dont get hurt by your silly words again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough of heartbreaks, please.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-5934696719911072534?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5934696719911072534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=5934696719911072534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5934696719911072534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5934696719911072534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-out.html' title='a day out.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU_SMt2ecMI/AAAAAAAABKs/qQbeaKsojfE/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4516333180829284840</id><published>2011-02-05T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T02:17:15.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy cny (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU0iET-VgWI/AAAAAAAABKM/FE7cQToiGhE/s1600/_DSC0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU0iET-VgWI/AAAAAAAABKM/FE7cQToiGhE/s320/_DSC0573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570145771603722594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU0hrfRyQ7I/AAAAAAAABKE/1x_tFpdSQ9k/s1600/_DSC0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU0hrfRyQ7I/AAAAAAAABKE/1x_tFpdSQ9k/s320/_DSC0480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570145345141359538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi all, it's been long since i've blogged. :P&lt;div&gt;Cny is here! feel the festive mood yet? haha. all have been going well for me so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been to many relatives' places, played cards (won $$ enough for 3 mcflurry!!) muhaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's sort of like a tradition to play cards at my nenek's house every Cny. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe habit, or wtv. But shiokkkkk~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I'm gg to my aunt's house. Gna spam cards and mahjong. (L) hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides that, did i mention pineapple tarts and loveletters? muhahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muah favourite. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love the food and steam boat. and the $$ i win from cards. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, hi charles!! how are you? i know you'll read this. Viber me when you see this k? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss youuuuuuuuuu. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come back soon yeah? maybe before you head for states or smth. we needa hang out more before you head for states. cos' you'll have many blond babes there and forget me in sg. tskkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, Viber creates wonder ( i need to emphasize this!) or WhatsApp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY CNY!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4516333180829284840?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4516333180829284840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4516333180829284840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4516333180829284840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4516333180829284840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-cny-l.html' title='happy cny (L)'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TU0iET-VgWI/AAAAAAAABKM/FE7cQToiGhE/s72-c/_DSC0573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-194838951110563329</id><published>2011-01-26T08:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:25:14.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TUBVVp3xlcI/AAAAAAAABJo/23dTJAfLeXA/s1600/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TUBVVp3xlcI/AAAAAAAABJo/23dTJAfLeXA/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566542969935336898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Charles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know your birthday has passed, but it's the thought that count. So here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday first of all. :D You're finally 18. At this age, you can probably do many things that normal teens like me can't do. Buy beer legally, go to pubs and all. Sure is fun! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've been an awesome guy, though sometimes petty. Just a little tad. Hehe :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've always been there for me. Through the hard times and the happy times we shared. I"m truly grateful for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've played an important role in my life, and I do hope that you do stay in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being my best friend and watching girly movies together. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've been an encouraging friend. Never fail to make me smile when I'm down. Nevertheless, there were times whereby we quarrel and argue. Fortunately we're still going strong. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You give great advices, and you understand girls more in-depth than how girls understand themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, you're a really great fashion advisor. Muhahaha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do hope that we can keep in contact via Viber and emails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I told you Viber creates wonders) :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't forget me alright!!! All the best to you, and may the good Lord bless you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-194838951110563329?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/194838951110563329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=194838951110563329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/194838951110563329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/194838951110563329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TUBVVp3xlcI/AAAAAAAABJo/23dTJAfLeXA/s72-c/IMG_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8956679095100425574</id><published>2011-01-12T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T09:45:22.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>expect the unexpected.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TS3iZ1_GwwI/AAAAAAAABIw/20lTanSGglc/s1600/lifeBEST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TS3iZ1_GwwI/AAAAAAAABIw/20lTanSGglc/s320/lifeBEST.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561350048488801026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The results are out, and I'm happy to say that I'm contented with my results. *inserts smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even though I'm kinda disappointed with my science results, but still, I'm not really a science person. So yeah, I've tried my best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hard work does pay off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To speak the truth, I've been slacking all the way during my Secondary 4 days. Except for the tense period before prelims. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't see the importance of studying so early! Feel kinda stupid feeling that way though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyw, hopefully i get to the course I want though. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8956679095100425574?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8956679095100425574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8956679095100425574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8956679095100425574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8956679095100425574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/01/expect-unexpected.html' title='expect the unexpected.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TS3iZ1_GwwI/AAAAAAAABIw/20lTanSGglc/s72-c/lifeBEST.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-5957640830799330415</id><published>2011-01-10T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T01:26:42.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a brand new start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TSrOSLb1epI/AAAAAAAABHQ/h_KZTxLqNlk/s1600/poeticheartache%253A%25250A%25250A%2528via%2Bfuckyeahfavouritethings%2529.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TSrOSLb1epI/AAAAAAAABHQ/h_KZTxLqNlk/s320/poeticheartache%253A%25250A%25250A%2528via%2Bfuckyeahfavouritethings%2529.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560483501644806802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;this pix is very cute so i chose it. but it has completely nothing to do with my post below. hah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, the moment of truth is over! and i am happy with my results, even i didnt do well with my science :( oh well. ALL IS WELL i must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the butterflies in the tummy are gone! :D yes, and i can finally say that I've made my parents proud of me! :D it's a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried upon receiving my results, but well. TEARS OF JOY. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A brand new start for me though. new school and new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say that I am lonely most of the time, even though I may seem all happy and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is that I only have a few friends in school, which is not shocking at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad that I have happy moments with them :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But many things have happened, and most of them hate me now i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I am glad that a couple of them stood by me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a difficult person. You can't tell the truth from my words. So yeah, I am not a very good friend. I'll regard you guys as my very good friends in school. Even though I know you guys dislike me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEW SCH, NEW FRIENDS, NEW START.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully i will not do the same thing like I did to my previous friends :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD BLESS EVERYONE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-5957640830799330415?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5957640830799330415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=5957640830799330415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5957640830799330415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5957640830799330415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2011/01/brand-new-start.html' title='a brand new start'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TSrOSLb1epI/AAAAAAAABHQ/h_KZTxLqNlk/s72-c/poeticheartache%253A%25250A%25250A%2528via%2Bfuckyeahfavouritethings%2529.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2552398442270862289</id><published>2010-12-29T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T08:45:09.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year, new resolutions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TRtYN4izxbI/AAAAAAAABHI/o93JLpRkaiM/s1600/tumblr_kvd243ak2d1qzdr4go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TRtYN4izxbI/AAAAAAAABHI/o93JLpRkaiM/s320/tumblr_kvd243ak2d1qzdr4go1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556131560831567282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that 2010 is coming to an end.&lt;div&gt;I've been through a lot, learnt a lot and come to think of it, I'm kinda happy with 2010 despite all the crumbles and sad moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's been passing by real quickly :( Come to think of it, it wasn't a really fruitful year besides all the studying and increasing stress level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished watching this teenager talk show on Channel 8. It seems pretty cool. Talking about how teenagers feel and all. :) I strongly encourage my Mum to watch it. HAHA. But idk why she doesn't wanna watch it. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results are coming soon. ANXIOUS ANXIOUS ANXIOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I'm going to do well. But I must stay confident! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2552398442270862289?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2552398442270862289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2552398442270862289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2552398442270862289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2552398442270862289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year-new-resolutions.html' title='new year, new resolutions.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TRtYN4izxbI/AAAAAAAABHI/o93JLpRkaiM/s72-c/tumblr_kvd243ak2d1qzdr4go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1537145946780831513</id><published>2010-12-21T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T06:26:46.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new year is coming!</title><content type='html'>hi all.&lt;div&gt;i am here to update this dead space of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life have been rather great these few days. meeting up with old friends was greatttt (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x'mas is finally here! :) i can hear all the jingles and carols! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, and i am finally turning 16 ^^ hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being older, comes all the responsibilities. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish you all a merry x'mas and a happy new year!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1537145946780831513?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1537145946780831513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1537145946780831513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1537145946780831513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1537145946780831513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year-is-coming.html' title='a new year is coming!'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-612654816516258468</id><published>2010-12-06T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T05:31:14.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle.</title><content type='html'>Time pass by so fast and it's already December.&lt;br /&gt;People coem and go. Friends come and leave. Life still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;I have many things in mind that I want to carry out. Things such as learning how to cook French cuisines, play tennis/ golf and many many more.&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that I am a really friend. But I don't feel like one anymore. Maybe right from the start, I wasn't even one. Though I haven't done much during these holidays, but I sure did reflect upon myself. Things change, people change.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle told me that these were all part and parcel of growing up. He used to feel this way too when he was younger. It's like the next phase of life, he claims.&lt;br /&gt;Well, sad to say. I hate growing up. too many things to handle. :(&lt;br /&gt;It really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;But life still have to go on.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, be happy! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-612654816516258468?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/612654816516258468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=612654816516258468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/612654816516258468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/612654816516258468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/12/circle.html' title='Circle.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1482694141813011075</id><published>2010-11-30T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:47:51.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are we still friends? fake or real. i have got no clue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1482694141813011075?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1482694141813011075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1482694141813011075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1482694141813011075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1482694141813011075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/11/are-we-still-friends-fake-or-real.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2290696256907992910</id><published>2010-11-26T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T08:33:13.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>&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/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TO_c4H6LNgI/AAAAAAAABG0/ha79haM9H6E/s1600/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TO_c4H6LNgI/AAAAAAAABG0/ha79haM9H6E/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543892523070207490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Charles! Surprise! I told you I will make a lovely post for you.&lt;div&gt;You've been the most awesome-est friend anyone could get. At least I think that way ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all the times you've spent with me. Be it when I'm crying, laughing or even doing nothing at all. You've always been there  for me and all. Through the thicks and thins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that you're in Taiwan, I'm glad that you wrote emails to me frequently. I'm grateful for that. I'm happy that our friendship is getting stronger by the minute, and I do hope that we will not lose contact just because of the distance between us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that everything is fine for you there in Taiwan and tell me that you're happy there. Yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words cannot express how much I treasure you as a best-friend. I hope that this friendship will never end. Hope to see you soon! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xoxo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2290696256907992910?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2290696256907992910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2290696256907992910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2290696256907992910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2290696256907992910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends-forever.html' title='Friends Forever'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TO_c4H6LNgI/AAAAAAAABG0/ha79haM9H6E/s72-c/IMG_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4106368412789106372</id><published>2010-11-23T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:14:51.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is sucha funny thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TOyrIRZICHI/AAAAAAAABGs/DTZ5qEha74E/s1600/2vhynb7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TOyrIRZICHI/AAAAAAAABGs/DTZ5qEha74E/s320/2vhynb7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542993399982327922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi all. so well iam here to update this dead blog of mine.&lt;div&gt;well, holidays have been going on smoothly though. work, meeting up with friends and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prom has been all well. thank you all for making this a very special night! (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday have been pretty emotional. i dont know why so dont ask me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like a flashback day or smth. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know this rush to love someone again when you know you shouldn't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feeling when you know you are suppose to be strong and there are no other choices?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's always difficult to move on, especially without you. it feels tiring and it seems like everything in the world is crushing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okkkk, so i just read what i wrote, and it feels like i am really emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scratch that k :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope all of you out there can have a time of your life during the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are many things i wna do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go do some x'mas shopping and all! enjoy my life and think of unnecessary things that i shouldn't be thinking of. BE HAPPY EVERYONE! LIVE WITH NO REGRETS K!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4106368412789106372?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4106368412789106372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4106368412789106372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4106368412789106372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4106368412789106372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-is-sucha-funny-thing.html' title='love is sucha funny thing'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TOyrIRZICHI/AAAAAAAABGs/DTZ5qEha74E/s72-c/2vhynb7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4208706537665518287</id><published>2010-11-16T07:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T07:25:22.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TOKgT1Zw3HI/AAAAAAAABGc/0h2wbYmDB0A/s1600/_DSC0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TOKgT1Zw3HI/AAAAAAAABGc/0h2wbYmDB0A/s320/_DSC0973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540166754232228978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TOKgTlaKNeI/AAAAAAAABGU/5f75gm_04Ks/s1600/_DSC0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TOKgTlaKNeI/AAAAAAAABGU/5f75gm_04Ks/s320/_DSC0945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540166749938922978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so that's how i spent my lovely day with these two brothers of mine, haha&lt;br /&gt;sorry for grabbing your hands real tightly during the Mummy ride hehe&lt;br /&gt;oh well,met these two idiots who went to Habourfront Centre instead of Vivo today. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;took a monorail there. reach there. waoh, scorching heat!&lt;br /&gt;headed to get the map.&lt;br /&gt;and wow, the universal studio doesn't look like singapore at all :O like seriously&lt;br /&gt;feels like NewYork or rather Hollywood. haha&lt;br /&gt;there were many mascots out ther though,&lt;br /&gt;Betty Boop, Woody the Woodpecker and his girlfriend, Marilyn Monroe. idk how to spell her name so i guess you'll have to figure out yourself hehe and many others too. well it was a memorable day! :D more at fb.com!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4208706537665518287?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4208706537665518287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4208706537665518287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4208706537665518287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4208706537665518287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/11/lovely-day.html' title='lovely day'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TOKgT1Zw3HI/AAAAAAAABGc/0h2wbYmDB0A/s72-c/_DSC0973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-6721874325595599546</id><published>2010-11-07T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:16:38.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbreaks are everywhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TNegpus6zwI/AAAAAAAABGI/0uJpGtIiUb4/s1600/tumblr_kv3pndL6yv1qzdr4go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TNegpus6zwI/AAAAAAAABGI/0uJpGtIiUb4/s320/tumblr_kv3pndL6yv1qzdr4go1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537070905646829314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i had a h2h talk with my mum the day before yesterday( i think)&lt;div&gt;it was really nice talking to her because she has been through heartbreaks, studies, and relationships too. talking to her was as though talking to myself in the mirror because she knows how i feel, which is kinda cool. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's hard to balance both relationship and studies now i realised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;study r/s study r/s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esp when the sad part comes in. i'll be distracted the entire morning instead of studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be listening to our fav songs, thinking of you and waiting for your text. kinda dumb i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder how he feels whenever we have a cold war hmmmm~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wna take my sweet sweet time in this r/s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where each second is passed without regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, but as i grew older i realised that you can't be strong for too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like you said, i maybe strong on the outside but actually i'm soft on the inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk where my heart will lead me to someday haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but of course i do hope it'll be with &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i dont act like a girl but i am a girl k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i may not dress like a feminine one, but that's why you liked me isn't it? hahahahaha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i am blur and may knock over things easily but,it's unavoidable hor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the way i sleep on the bus is * a word to describe unglam* , but ________. nvm hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i know you think angelina jolie is hot ok, but taylor lautner is hot too ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohohoh, it's 3pm. i'm off to study! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-6721874325595599546?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6721874325595599546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=6721874325595599546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6721874325595599546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6721874325595599546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/11/heartbreaks-are-everywhere.html' title='heartbreaks are everywhere.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TNegpus6zwI/AAAAAAAABGI/0uJpGtIiUb4/s72-c/tumblr_kv3pndL6yv1qzdr4go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2269004542397052304</id><published>2010-11-07T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T22:59:45.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TNedyLW93pI/AAAAAAAABGA/kccGZY9mqhw/s1600/_DSC0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TNedyLW93pI/AAAAAAAABGA/kccGZY9mqhw/s320/_DSC0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537067752243453586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha hi patty. happy birthday! :D &lt;div&gt;amazed to see your picture here? hahaha, funny isn't it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, hope you enjoy yourself today huh!heh heh heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've been there for me no matter heartbreaks or my rants. :) thank you very much for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still rmbr the days when liyi duck and i will bully you because you always do stupid things~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha! and i rmbr you LOVE hitting my butt! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i had all the joyous moments with you! and i hope it'll cont'. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep in touch after my Os okeh?! can come to my house for swimming! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh heh heh and facial too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhhhh, too many things i wanna do with you! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope you enjoy your super junior concert okeh! (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sarang hae :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*( i hope i spelled it correctly)* heh heh heh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2269004542397052304?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2269004542397052304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2269004542397052304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2269004542397052304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2269004542397052304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday!'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TNedyLW93pI/AAAAAAAABGA/kccGZY9mqhw/s72-c/_DSC0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-5618686391275209633</id><published>2010-10-19T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:36:09.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day has finally arrived~</title><content type='html'>Hi all. Today is 20102010 but it isn't a special day so yeah haha. &lt;br /&gt;Tmrw marks the start of the O lvl examination and hell yeah, I'm scared alright. I'm gna study soon in about 5mins time. :( this kinda suck sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;So, ysd was grad day and I was touched by mrs haridass's message to us. She's no doubt a really naggy teacher whom sometimes get a little dramamama. But hey, she's really encouraging and patient with our class. :) I'm grateful for that. And thanks to her, my history and ss improved! (not sayin mr tan did not do anything) &lt;br /&gt;So is mrs Ng, mrs Singh and ms shamsudin&lt;br /&gt;According to Mel, teachers do read our blogs. Hehe. So yeah, I'll miss wearing a school uniform. I'll miss looking forward to coming to school, the nasi paddang and my juniors too. :( oh well, enough of all these. I'm gna studystudystudy. Gd luck and all the best to those taking Os!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-5618686391275209633?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5618686391275209633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=5618686391275209633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5618686391275209633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5618686391275209633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-has-finally-arrived.html' title='The day has finally arrived~'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8147663809956884578</id><published>2010-09-20T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T04:01:28.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s203.photobucket.com/albums/aa183/nicole120093/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kat-von-d-1-large.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa183/nicole120093/kat-von-d-1-large.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's the coolest woman i've seen so far other than my mum and granny. :)&lt;br /&gt;i've been catching her shows promptly on TLC every sunday. heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah, she's a very good tattooist. like literally. i rlly admire these people who are working as a tattooist. once the pen is down, it's inked into your skin forever. and if they make any mistakes, it's your body, it's your ugly. she has many tattoos on her body. and i think it looks great. i mean she does dare to be different right? that's another thing i like about her. you guys should rlly watch he show. LA ink. on TLC. 11pm. it's seriously cool shit.&lt;br /&gt;it's like you provide them with a piece of art, they modify it to become better, and it'll look fabulous on your body. really. the colours, the contrast, the shades. wow. :O it's really cool.and she hires all the best and top tattooist to be in her shop. walahhhh, how great is that. i thought of being a tattooist once, but my art kinda sucked. so yeah, i wouldnt wanna destroy someone's life and draw ugly on their bodies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s203.photobucket.com/albums/aa183/nicole120093/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kat.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa183/nicole120093/kat.jpg" alt="Photobucket" 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/8696747932083858468-8147663809956884578?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8147663809956884578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8147663809956884578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8147663809956884578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8147663809956884578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/09/inspiration.html' title='inspiration'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2179583365572336848</id><published>2010-09-20T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T02:43:29.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long gone and moved on</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUIDke_JCPs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUIDke_JCPs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When’s the day you start again&lt;br /&gt;And when the hell does you’ll get over it begin&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking hard in the mirror but I don’t fit my skin&lt;br /&gt;It’s too much to take, it’s too hard to break me&lt;br /&gt;From the cell I’m in&lt;br /&gt;Oh from this moment on&lt;br /&gt;I’m changing the way I feel yeah&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on , it’s time to get a real&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Cause I still don’t know how to act&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Still wear the scars like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But you’re long gone and moved on&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re long gone&lt;br /&gt;But I still don’t know where to start, still finding my way&lt;br /&gt;Still talk about you like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But you’re long gone, and moved on&lt;br /&gt;But you’re long gone, you moved on&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So how’d you pick the pieces up yeah&lt;br /&gt;I’m barely used to sayin me instead of us&lt;br /&gt;The elephant in the room keeps scarin off the guests&lt;br /&gt;It gets under my skin to see you with him&lt;br /&gt;And it’s not me that you’re with&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh from this moment on&lt;br /&gt;I’m changing the way I feel yeah&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;It’s time to get a real&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Cause I still don’t know how to act&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Still wear the scars like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But you’re long gone and moved on&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re long gone&lt;br /&gt;But I still don’t know where to start still finding my way&lt;br /&gt;Still talk about you like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But you’re long gone and moved on&lt;br /&gt;But you’re long gone, you moved on&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No I can’t keep thinking that you’re coming back, no&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got no business knowing where you’re at, no&lt;br /&gt;And it’s gonna be hard yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have to wanna heal, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And its gonna be hard yeah&lt;br /&gt;The way I feel that I have to get real&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I still don’t know how to act, don’t know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Still wear the scars like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But you’re long gone and moved on&lt;br /&gt;But you’re long gone&lt;br /&gt;But I still don’t know where to start, still finding my way&lt;br /&gt;Still talk about you like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But you’re long gone and moved on&lt;br /&gt;But you’re long gone you moved on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2179583365572336848?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2179583365572336848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2179583365572336848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2179583365572336848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2179583365572336848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/09/long-gone-and-moved-on.html' title='Long gone and moved on'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2371216689032372191</id><published>2010-09-17T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T04:04:16.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear me, you should start feeling happy</title><content type='html'>hi. i'm here to update this dead blog of mine. and i reckon anyone reads it. heh heh heh.&lt;div&gt;Prelims are soon over, and the battle begins. 1 more month and i'm a free woman! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the sucklikeshitthingstupidass history paper, i went for a swim with Mel and Kasi. :D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was awesome. i felt like a feather in the water! maybe not really, but yeah. smth to that extent. we talked about many things in life. friends, teachers, tv shows, silly incidents and mature 18 stuff. heh heh heh. but i felt good talking to them after so long of being a nerd staying at home. :( that's what exams will do to you. and my hair doesn't smell like chlorine! haha, but the water is kinda salty. *yuck**urgh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, i'm not feeling happy these days. i hope i'm just paranoid and feeling stress. i hate these days. it's like you're moodless and suddenly you're happy, suddenly you are not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i rlly rlly rlly wonder why am i feeling this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i could just take the happy pillz that Simpsons too. the effect of the pillz are rlly cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) you get to see happy faces all around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) you will feel happier this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) you won't feel sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taddaaaaaaaaah. it's rlly awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh i just thought of a word to describe my feelings these few days. &lt;u&gt;empty&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like you care but you don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you changed but you didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are here but you're not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you love but you don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't want but i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this isn't suppose to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML FML FML FML FML FML FML&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2371216689032372191?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2371216689032372191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2371216689032372191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2371216689032372191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2371216689032372191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-me-you-should-start-feeling-happy.html' title='dear me, you should start feeling happy'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8074249132189074269</id><published>2010-09-08T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T07:54:08.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idonthavemotivationihateholidays</title><content type='html'>Today is mundane. I've not started to hit the books yet thou I kept telling myself that I should. And I NEED TO. however, the fee-ling just isn't there. I started by sitting comfortably on the chair, did some maths. I ended up watching Alexandra burke's vids on YouTube. Ps: she has an amazing voice! And yes, It's a gd thing that she has won the X factor. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;I've kinda missed school these days. I feel that right now, we shouldn't even have school holidays. Yes, for the first time I hate holidays. I lost the momentum for studying. I hate this. I lie on my bed every morning telling myself to study. Hehehehehe, I'm watching tv. Ok. Today is not a v gd day :( &lt;br /&gt;Anyw, hari raya's coming. Which means there is loads of goodies for me. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;And prelims here. Then Os. Then the blasting holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Muhahahaha. Can't wait. :)&lt;br /&gt;I have to think of my future. I still don't know where I wna go. :(. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Okeh. Gd day people. (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8074249132189074269?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8074249132189074269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8074249132189074269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8074249132189074269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8074249132189074269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/09/idonthavemotivationihateholidays.html' title='Idonthavemotivationihateholidays'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4406238709250193771</id><published>2010-09-07T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:24:59.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time for work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TIaCRE1QstI/AAAAAAAABFI/PYDqLpDNRA0/s1600/_DSC0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TIaCRE1QstI/AAAAAAAABFI/PYDqLpDNRA0/s320/_DSC0568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514238023628272338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10 things i wna say&lt;br /&gt;1. bangkok is rlly fun. and awesome. and fun.&lt;br /&gt;2. i had a time of my life sitting next to a shemale beside me in the aircraft, speaking to me in thai.&lt;br /&gt;3.bangkok's tom yum soup damn hot and spicy and delicious!&lt;br /&gt;4. i miss bangkok alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;5. i miss u so much when i was in bangkok. :(&lt;br /&gt;6. but i had fun with you today at the park. :)!&lt;br /&gt;7. boys are weird creatures.&lt;br /&gt;8. prelims are drawing near and i m still nt studying. nicole shit yourself.&lt;br /&gt;9. it's alrdy 2.24 am and i m still talking to byy online. k, panda eyes tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;10. tmrw will be a bttr day.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4406238709250193771?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4406238709250193771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4406238709250193771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4406238709250193771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4406238709250193771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-for-work.html' title='time for work!'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TIaCRE1QstI/AAAAAAAABFI/PYDqLpDNRA0/s72-c/_DSC0568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1812247678717335744</id><published>2010-08-30T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T09:25:00.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am finally back (Y)</title><content type='html'>this week has a rather bad start though, :( with all the cramps and periods. sheesh. why must all girls go through that kinda shit? this is VERY unfair.&lt;div&gt;life has not been going smoothly for me because of my D&amp;amp;T, i practically screwed it up. but i hope i could score the grade that i've desired. it 1205 am and i'm not alsp yet for godknowswhatreason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have been thinking alot. before i sleep, where all the thoughts (nasty and good) gather and where the silence break in. i think and think and think. i think of stupid stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think of what was i gna have for breakfast tmrw?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think of how stupid ACES day was gna be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think of what will be the first sentence that i'm gna say to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think of how many marks i'm gna get for my geog test?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think of my wonderful friends.( some not very wonderful too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the silliest thing i've thought of was how important is education to me. (thou i dont have an answer yet... but..oh well.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was browsing throu my photos files and came across this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/THvYdaVtgXI/AAAAAAAABE4/PmDxy9lGjDE/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/THvYdaVtgXI/AAAAAAAABE4/PmDxy9lGjDE/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511236568816124274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahaha, good old memories. i bet it makes you laugh too right monster? :-*&lt;div&gt;and i sorta miss my not-so-long hair. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/THvZSw-5YCI/AAAAAAAABFA/_Ih4auS5pww/s1600/DSC09205.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/THvZSw-5YCI/AAAAAAAABFA/_Ih4auS5pww/s1600/DSC09205.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: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/THvZSw-5YCI/AAAAAAAABFA/_Ih4auS5pww/s320/DSC09205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511237485427515426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha, i think vera looks funny here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum says she's still young that's why her front teeth are v cute ttm. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but she says she wna wear braces and become bracey face nxt time. :) but she is my fav sister thou she is irritating but her fashion sense is powderful for a young lady like her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okeh, studies is my second bf from now onwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1812247678717335744?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1812247678717335744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1812247678717335744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1812247678717335744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1812247678717335744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-finally-back-y.html' title='i am finally back (Y)'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/THvYdaVtgXI/AAAAAAAABE4/PmDxy9lGjDE/s72-c/DSC_0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2989770539140922612</id><published>2010-08-11T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:21:52.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if it's love, time's running out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TGJZVTZtSxI/AAAAAAAABEw/-wJBAmSUKU4/s1600/ohitsessa:(via+ohitscaai,%250Areachforthestar).png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TGJZVTZtSxI/AAAAAAAABEw/-wJBAmSUKU4/s320/ohitsessa:(via+ohitscaai,%250Areachforthestar).png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504059917120391954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i seriously need a wake up call. &lt;div&gt;like real fast. Os are approaching and yet i am here still thinking that i have all the time in the world to study and do well for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maths maths maths. god, do you know how much i hate u? yes, VERY MUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wouldn't have studied you if i had a choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sheeesh, education qualifications are on a piece of paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn it. what so great about a piece of paper? sheeshhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ramadan is here. :( ONE MONTH. yes baby, we can do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no hugskissesholdinghandsrunningyourfingersthroughmyhairsmellingmyhairtickilingeachother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we had a wonderful tuesday night didnt we? awwww, i loved that night. (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os are coming. i am lazy to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think studying is stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i wanna teach. so i have to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is plain stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i still have to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, i have the whole world to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, cmon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet after all these motivations for myself, i still dont feel like studying. and wasted a whole afternoon doing nothing. okeh, sheesh, time for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and if i'm addicted to loving you, and you're addicted to my love too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2989770539140922612?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2989770539140922612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2989770539140922612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2989770539140922612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2989770539140922612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-its-love-times-running-out.html' title='if it&apos;s love, time&apos;s running out.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TGJZVTZtSxI/AAAAAAAABEw/-wJBAmSUKU4/s72-c/ohitsessa:(via+ohitscaai,%250Areachforthestar).png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-3651996721176449205</id><published>2010-07-24T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T02:13:55.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi i feel blessed.</title><content type='html'>Bright sunny day today. Good weather (Y) Probably going for a jog later. &lt;div&gt;I read in Reader's Digest today about all the bombings in Jarkata and many nerve wrecking around the world. All of a sudden, I feel so blessed. I don't know why but yeah. like boomzxz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many people do not cherish what they have now, and only regret when they have lost something which is so dear to them and that regret after that. I'm considered very lucky to have a wonderful family, boyfriend, friends etc in my life. My mum says that I have a nasty temper, and yes, I do agree. I'm grateful to those people who can tolerate it, especially my family members since they living under the same roof as I do. You can choose your friends, boyfriend and many other things in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, you cannot choose your PARENTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though sometimes I really do hate my parents for all their nagging and scoldings. But I can't choose them. Neither did they choose me. But I do love them a lot. They are the ones who will shower me with love and care even though everyone turn their backs on me. Hi Mum, Hi Dad. I know you read my blog. anyway, Thank you for being such awesome parents and I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, not forgetting my dear friends around me. There's always laughters and smiles when I'm with them. They make me feel special. They make me feel like sunshine. You can forget all your troubles and laugh like a mad person when you're with them. They make me feel 'me'. Nothing to hide, all raw and just myself. Of course, there are bound to be people in life that may dislike me for some apparent reasons. But's it's ok, because I know that my friends are always there for me. :) be it rain or shine. sad or happy. ALL I WANNA SAY IS A BIG THANKYOU TO ALL OF YOU FOR MAKING ME FEEL SPECIAL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TEqVpwMM-EI/AAAAAAAABEg/Duy90ltgTEM/s1600/35226_427500719848_599919848_4918628_7891179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TEqVpwMM-EI/AAAAAAAABEg/Duy90ltgTEM/s320/35226_427500719848_599919848_4918628_7891179_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497370839702370370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Jianwen &amp;amp; Charles:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi there, surprise to see this? heh heh heh. Jianwen, though I've disturbed you in class, but you are really nice okeh. and that came from the bottom(est) of my heart. :) thank you for the times when you always pick up the phone and 'advice' me whenever I needed help. Charles, we had just survived an ordeal! heh heh heh. We've gone through many things together. Quarrels, laughters etc. You're the closest guy friend I've had. Thank you for all the things you've done for me. (although i still owe you a meal) but! thanks for everything. and i do really hope that you wouldn't forget me when you're in states and that you would come back to singapore and visit me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TEqVUxmYRgI/AAAAAAAABEY/WbQXqVE_agM/s1600/35226_427500514848_599919848_4918588_5360817_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TEqVUxmYRgI/AAAAAAAABEY/WbQXqVE_agM/s320/35226_427500514848_599919848_4918588_5360817_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497370479303345666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To Kasi, Melissa &amp;amp; Gawai:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi there! :P kakasi, mellyoo and hahawai! thank you for being there to listen to all my rants, and gossiping with me. It's really fun when we do like the uhhh~ people! :) and it's great, cause we dislike the same people. fun fun fun when mel imitates them! ahemahem. heh heh heh. It's great and awesome that you guys are my friends! Let's fight on and score well for Os!!!!! JIAAAAYOOOOUUU! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TEqUirDV0wI/AAAAAAAABD4/bn3KZiB-6e4/s320/35226_427500604848_599919848_4918606_5911306_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497369618552312578" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TEqVUJU-9rI/AAAAAAAABEI/AGDhcS_SJd0/s1600/39162_427487164848_599919848_4918247_3811299_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TEqVUJU-9rI/AAAAAAAABEI/AGDhcS_SJd0/s320/39162_427487164848_599919848_4918247_3811299_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497370468492965554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To my dear friends from P6-2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we have come so far since primary when we were little students in Cedar Primary. Come to think of it, I feel very proud of our friendship. so long ans going strong! am thankful for the days we spent tgt, and the bbq! :D meet up soon!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TEqUi7kB8_I/AAAAAAAABEA/v-APBRa97uc/s1600/36894_406088377581_765522581_4551400_5509078_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TEqUi7kB8_I/AAAAAAAABEA/v-APBRa97uc/s320/36894_406088377581_765522581_4551400_5509078_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497369622984389618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi there my dearest alwaysplayfulblurcutehothornynaughty boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel happy around you. No matter what I do, you're always there to hold me hand, make me smile and make me happy even when you're unhappy yourself. (ps; this is kinda public2, so i skip the mishymushy. :) anyway, thanks for everything. love you monster (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8696747932083858468-3651996721176449205?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3651996721176449205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=3651996721176449205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3651996721176449205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3651996721176449205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-i-feel-blessed.html' title='hi i feel blessed.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TEqVpwMM-EI/AAAAAAAABEg/Duy90ltgTEM/s72-c/35226_427500719848_599919848_4918628_7891179_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-3743792029864478251</id><published>2010-07-14T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T02:51:57.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I give up.</title><content type='html'>I'm a jerk. I'm unreasonable. I'm everything negative. I'm selfish. I'm not caring enough. I don't care about your feelings. I don't care about you. I don't show my concern for you. I misjudged you. I accused you everything that you didn't do. All I think is my sister's feelings, my own and my bf's. I'm in the wrong to be in a relationship. I should not have got into one in the first place. All I know is to complain about how you treat me and not Care about your feelings. I destroyed everything. So, that's what you think. Up to you. I give up. I see no point cause you don't believe me at all. But would you believe when you said " Are you sure he's the one for you? Both of your charecter are so different. I have a feeling he isn't the guy for you. " , I was feeling hurt and felt like crying at the esplanade that time? Do you? I think even if you do, you don't even care. You weren't even supportive of the idea of me and him together. Anyw, whatever it is, God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-3743792029864478251?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3743792029864478251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=3743792029864478251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3743792029864478251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3743792029864478251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-give-up.html' title='I give up.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4012870049902782763</id><published>2010-07-12T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:30:03.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just seriously don't get what you're thinking about.</title><content type='html'>I had a rather hectic week. And it's only Tuesday. God, save me. Like seriously, sometimes I find that life is really demanding. I have to balance school, family, friends and of course not forgetting my bf. Many things had happened  since the start of the week. I don't know why I get the feeling that my good friend had really changed. He wasn't a person who would complain even though I didn't contact him for a couple of days. He will not throw his big tantrum about as though he is the king of the world. I really don't know what has become of him now. He just jealous at things I do. (eg, spending time with my bf). I'm sorry but I find that very disturbing and at the same time I find you rather unreasonable. It's okeh if you want me to call you and chat for a while I'm fine, but you make it sound as if you're my bf. Seriously, I find it hard to communicate with you now. You don't support me in whatever I do. You're suppose to encourage me, not use your hurtful words and push me down as though the world is gonna end. I hate when you phrase your Words in sucha manner. Really. I hate it. I've been tolerating it for so long. And it's about time you know abt it. Looking back, I really wished that the old you would come back. And not be so inflexible and just demanding an answer in whatever I do. It's feels like I have no breathing space. I'll try to make an effort to text you. If I have the time. Things are different now, he is my bf. And he didn't say anything when I said I was going out with you or whatsoever. That's the way it's suppose to be. I have many friends too y'know. And they are important figures in my life too. And so are you. I just don't wish to quarell with you again. I have my life too y'know. I know you just want me to spend time with you. But some things that you said are simply hurtful. Whatever it is, I hope you read this. Because this is really how I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4012870049902782763?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4012870049902782763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4012870049902782763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4012870049902782763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4012870049902782763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-just-seriously-dont-get-what-youre.html' title='I just seriously don&apos;t get what you&apos;re thinking about.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-183122925545917888</id><published>2010-07-03T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T09:15:59.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iyiyiyiy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gwSM-x8nMX4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gwSM-x8nMX4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-183122925545917888?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/183122925545917888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=183122925545917888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/183122925545917888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/183122925545917888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/07/iyiyiyiy.html' title='iyiyiyiy!'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-5113361919402573142</id><published>2010-07-02T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T10:30:05.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a good game,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TC4hOWPjbZI/AAAAAAAABDs/Tu_3LYbyPwg/s1600/ricardo-kaka-brazil-football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TC4hOWPjbZI/AAAAAAAABDs/Tu_3LYbyPwg/s320/ricardo-kaka-brazil-football.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489361526183914898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dearest Kaka, &lt;div&gt;You've been my favourite player since the day i started watching WC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that Brazil's out, it's shocking yes, but you did well. In the previous matches, though suspended from 1 game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neverthless, I just want to say that you are a really good player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Argantina would win, and not Spain, Holland or Germany. (opps, sorry Mel!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heheheheheh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the win next WC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-5113361919402573142?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5113361919402573142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=5113361919402573142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5113361919402573142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5113361919402573142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-was-good-game.html' title='It was a good game,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TC4hOWPjbZI/AAAAAAAABDs/Tu_3LYbyPwg/s72-c/ricardo-kaka-brazil-football.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1681784601556934781</id><published>2010-06-26T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T10:45:31.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random robots.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TCY6Wev2hWI/AAAAAAAABDk/Ed_-Ff7nxXU/s1600/_DSC0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TCY6Wev2hWI/AAAAAAAABDk/Ed_-Ff7nxXU/s320/_DSC0342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487137353882830178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;sparks fly, it's like electricity. i might die.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;this picture was taken during chinese new year. coool to play sparkles in daylight. heh3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;life have been quite hectic for me these past few days, but! it's been fine cause i had many supportive friends beside me encouraging and so is my bf. :D which is great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;i dont care how you look at me, or how you talk about me behind my back, i dont give a damn. haha, cause i now i have greater friends than yours, and i'm not a pushover. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;i'm able to sleep in peace tonight as i've cleared up misunderstandings witha  dearest friend of mine. pretty much the most awesome BFF anyone can get! hahaha, you better read this and feel honored! haha, all i can say is that letting go isnt really a bad thing either. Letting go means you're strong enough to get back on your feet and carry on with your life. You wish her happiness, thats all you can do for her. We lose because God has greater things for us in life. Think about it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm always there to advice people, but when it comes to my own problems, i crumble. sheesh. (Y)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;oh yeah, happy 4th month hun! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1681784601556934781?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1681784601556934781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1681784601556934781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1681784601556934781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1681784601556934781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/06/random-robots.html' title='random robots.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TCY6Wev2hWI/AAAAAAAABDk/Ed_-Ff7nxXU/s72-c/_DSC0342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-6268291215519724501</id><published>2010-06-24T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T07:02:06.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>upside down,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TCNeujaJf8I/AAAAAAAABDc/qJj3iVhqcpw/s1600/_DSC0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TCNeujaJf8I/AAAAAAAABDc/qJj3iVhqcpw/s320/_DSC0676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486332924939304898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to blog here as often as I could if possible.&lt;br /&gt;Although I know no one would read this dead blog of mine, but still, it has a life.&lt;br /&gt;School's starting in a few days time, and I don't think I am ready to face all that shit and crap in school just yet. I need more relaxation time! :(&lt;br /&gt;But I'm used to all that waking up early in the morning thing, and back to study-mood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired and sick of my life recently. I have no idea why but yeah, that's how i feel though. Friends, studies and personal space.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't even have the extra time to do the things I have long wanted to do during the holidays. Like, cutting out pictures from magazines and making it into a collage and reading books and at the same time enjoying peach yogurt. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;I have learn how to enjoy myself. And I very much want to go to Great Barrier Reef someday.&lt;br /&gt;I like to pop on my Ipod and do absolutely nothing. How I wish that day would come :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you have your own life too? What's with the stuck up attitude of yours?&lt;br /&gt;It won't get you anywhere, seriously. I'm not someone everyone would be pleased with. But, I try to make up for my mistakes and be a better person. You? Ha. Joke. Please wake up and realize your mistake. Pushing the blame to others doesn't do you any good either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-6268291215519724501?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6268291215519724501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=6268291215519724501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6268291215519724501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6268291215519724501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/06/upside-down.html' title='upside down,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/TCNeujaJf8I/AAAAAAAABDc/qJj3iVhqcpw/s72-c/_DSC0676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-7733498310041733558</id><published>2010-05-06T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T05:12:39.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today is loveydovey day!</title><content type='html'>hi blogger, i'm sorry that i have neglected you for sooo long cause i have been to tumblr instead. :D anyw, the mid years are here and i doubt i will do well. ): oh goshhhhhh, seriously.&lt;div&gt;i know i shouldnt be here on the com, but, jajaja, ^^ (spanish way of laughing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PATTY CHAN, LAST LONG LONG HUH (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;catch me on my tumblr! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loves, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neecole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, before i end this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to:________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk whether isit dedicated to me or not, but, i still hope that we will get along just fine this year. i usually get pissed off by you cause of your severely mood swings, and even up till today, i still do. yes, very much. but, since you are willing to compromise, why not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for a better tmrw (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-7733498310041733558?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7733498310041733558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=7733498310041733558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7733498310041733558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7733498310041733558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-is-loveydovey-day.html' title='today is loveydovey day!'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2640156062695731147</id><published>2010-04-13T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T08:54:38.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;there's maths tmrw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;goodnight world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2640156062695731147?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2640156062695731147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2640156062695731147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2640156062695731147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2640156062695731147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/04/stress.html' title='stress'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-799360130772254937</id><published>2010-04-11T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T09:01:56.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayangggggggg (L) and yellow rose</title><content type='html'>I knw tht I m suppose to b slping nao, bt I m rlly nt tired.&lt;br /&gt;Prolly it is bcuz of ysd. I slept too much. &lt;br /&gt;There is sch tmrw and I dnt even feel like gng&lt;br /&gt;screw the drive, cause i lost my motivation to study&lt;br /&gt;shit me shit me shit me&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like makan-ing Xiao Long bao&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, y m i feeling like thisssss?&lt;br /&gt;And i think that u r rlly fake, and ur attitude suck big Time. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;FYL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-799360130772254937?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/799360130772254937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=799360130772254937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/799360130772254937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/799360130772254937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/04/sayangggggggg-l-and-yellow-rose.html' title='Sayangggggggg (L) and yellow rose'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8114544640079943913</id><published>2010-04-07T05:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T05:01:35.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cinta (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span title="i have no idea why am i typing this in melayu, i do not know whether it is correct, but i'm giving it a try still."&gt;saya tidak tahu kenapa saya menaip ini di melayu, saya tidak tahu apakah itu benar, tapi aku memberikan mencobanya masih. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="today is a really awesome day."&gt;hari ini adalah hari yang paling mengagumkan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="haha."&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="did composition till i wanted to cry."&gt;melakukan komposisi sampai saya ingin menangis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="if everyday of my secondary 4 life, i would die or faint i tell you."&gt;jika sehari-hari kedua hidup saya 4, saya akan mati atau pengsan saya memberitahu anda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="crazy timetable."&gt;gila jadual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="hi love, thanks for the kiss today!"&gt;cinta hi, terima kasih untuk hari ini ciuman! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="love you (L)"&gt;cinta padamu (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8114544640079943913?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8114544640079943913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8114544640079943913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8114544640079943913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8114544640079943913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/04/cinta-l.html' title='cinta (L)'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-660072142617385589</id><published>2010-04-06T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T06:33:54.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly face, ugly day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgfave.lg1x8z.simplecdn.net/image_cache/1264879757480862.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 409px; height: 284px;" src="http://imgfave.lg1x8z.simplecdn.net/image_cache/1264879757480862.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the title says it all, I have an ugly day. I'm okeh now everyone, thank you to all of you whom has asked me how I am. :) being me isn't rlly that hard, and it isn't rlly that simplezz.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine that you have a rlly awesome circle of friends and a wonderful boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;And your tcher has to call the ambulance to pick you up in school to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;My ugly face and my ugly day. (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-660072142617385589?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/660072142617385589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=660072142617385589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/660072142617385589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/660072142617385589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/04/ugly-face-ugly-day.html' title='Ugly face, ugly day.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-7213809275972603195</id><published>2010-04-04T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T08:43:53.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy little girl though it's rainin'</title><content type='html'>Today's a rlly nice day and all. My mood's a little off today and I'm using my phone to post cause it's faster and I make lesser mistakes while typing here. It's rainin in the afternoon. I fell asleep. I think the Z monster caught up with me or something. I feel like a robot posting like that. I feel like coming up with a list of things to do before my 16th birthday. It's rlly weird but cool i think. it's kinda like my goal or something. Hehe. Love is funny today, he is weird but he's nice and all. So yahzz. I feel like sleeping and eating at the same Time. Idk why but yeah. Thissss issss aaaaa crappyyyyy posttt. plssss do not read itttttt. ( i know i hould have included thissss on the top&lt;br /&gt;of thissss blog entry) so, ciaos!! :) Hi mom, I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-7213809275972603195?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7213809275972603195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=7213809275972603195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7213809275972603195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7213809275972603195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-little-girl-though-its-rainin.html' title='Happy little girl though it&apos;s rainin&apos;'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1894253359256402584</id><published>2010-04-01T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T08:25:56.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day, i have mixed feelings :/</title><content type='html'>Today, the day that I have been waiting for has arrived. I was feeling kinda happy and sad at the same time. I don't know why. I'm not really attached to council, but I will miss my juniors in council. Esp those who have done duty with me, I really miss those times we had together. I miss doing white patch with James &amp;amp; Co. And recently the new white patch gang, Ju &amp;amp; Co. They are all really nice people, and also laugh at my really lame jokes, literally lame OK. I am so glad I took so many photos today and my camera went MIA so many times.&lt;div&gt;haha,  life goes on. and i hope that the 8th Student Council will do a good job! ALL THE BEST~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school was class deco for me. It was kinda fun yet tiring because i was rlly tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i seriously tried to hold back my tears y'know. it wasn't your fault baby, you're the best and you know it kan? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1894253359256402584?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1894253359256402584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1894253359256402584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1894253359256402584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1894253359256402584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-day-i-have-mixed-feelings.html' title='last day, i have mixed feelings :/'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1898152334609276788</id><published>2010-03-31T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T07:52:31.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>april's fool.</title><content type='html'>i wonder how april fools day is gonna be, and i'm looking forward to invest! &lt;div&gt;:) wlao, like finally! goodnight world! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1898152334609276788?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1898152334609276788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1898152334609276788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1898152334609276788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1898152334609276788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/aprils-fool.html' title='april&apos;s fool.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8123789416600388037</id><published>2010-03-26T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T08:54:10.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eggcited once again.</title><content type='html'>i'm rlly hungry&lt;div&gt;and coach yvonne is rlly cool. her ''feeling'' is pronounced in a rlly funny manner~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm off to bed now. hoping that i will nt b late tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8123789416600388037?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8123789416600388037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8123789416600388037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8123789416600388037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8123789416600388037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/eggcited-once-again.html' title='eggcited once again.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4436229724971097203</id><published>2010-03-25T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T09:19:54.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy first ♥</title><content type='html'>Today started hectically. (idk if there's sucha word)&lt;div&gt;Anyw, i went for Career Guidance Talk today. It was kinda informative, and the results shows that I'm a social person. Which means i communicate with people, and i like it alot. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first option on " what i wanna be when i grow up ''  is a school teacher, followed by a physiotherapist, and lastly speech-language therapist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Physiotherapist is a really cool job, cause you will be teaching people, not only kids, whom may have difficulties in their speech. :) This is the job that my mum inspired me to get :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip to Nanyang Poly was rather B O R I N G to me in the start, however, i learnt many things during the talk and the speaker was really engaging! :) she seems to get along with our school students well. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to get into a Poly to pursue a Diploma in Early Childhood Education and Physiology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But even though my marks are good enough to get me into a JC (which likely-hood is near zero), i will still aim for a Poly :) it's just amazing how i came to a decision after the talk. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to school and Kasi, Abi, Hem, Salina and I went to Yassin's restaurant to have our lunch, i think hem &amp;amp; I ate the most! But the food there is really nice! The Bryrani! (Y) or whatever yoy may spell it! :) right Kasi? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm back home watching Ellen and Jennifer Lopez perform! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, happy first love! ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;trying to look things at a different perspective really helps, thanks cal! :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4436229724971097203?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4436229724971097203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4436229724971097203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4436229724971097203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4436229724971097203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-first.html' title='happy first ♥'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-6977676050328983662</id><published>2010-03-23T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T04:16:15.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>foul mood and disappointment.</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i really don't like you. And for that, i would apologize. &lt;div&gt;it's not that you are really nasty and all, it's just that sometimes i would find you really irritating, like literally irritating.  seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we used to be such good friends. ok, maybe i was the one who neglected you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you might find my sms harsh. but that was the thing that has been in my mind for very long, which i wanted YOU to know long time ago. i couldnt hide or anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was i too harsh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was i wrong to tell you how i REALLY felt about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do not like to hide my feelings and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if i really hated you, i wouldnt be even saying sorry to you after telling  you all that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause i'm one who doesnt even say sorry, cause i always believe that what i do i RIGHT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but hey, c'mon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since another person got into the picture, you treated me like a substitute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whenever she isn't around, you will come and find me for a chat or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know how i felt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, like being used. BIG TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, you have a foul mood, i don't blame you cause you talked lesser than usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but what is the point of it's only me trying to save everything and being friends again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow, i just find it useless or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are sensitive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i know telling you how i felt would be harsh on you though you keep saying that it's ok and all. and then, we started not to talk. and you talked more to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sometimes i have to try not to care,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no matter how much i do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;because sometimes i can mean nothing to someone who means so much to me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this isn't pride.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it's self-respect.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think about it.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-6977676050328983662?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6977676050328983662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=6977676050328983662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6977676050328983662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6977676050328983662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/foul-mood-and-disappointment.html' title='foul mood and disappointment.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4440127059398384797</id><published>2010-03-18T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T04:53:06.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome woman,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fotografiedemoda.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/penelope-cruz-mango-summer-2009-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 577px;" src="http://fotografiedemoda.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/penelope-cruz-mango-summer-2009-7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fotografiedemoda.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/penelope-cruz-mango-summer-2009-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 514px;" src="http://fotografiedemoda.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/penelope-cruz-mango-summer-2009-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Penelope Cruz. &lt;div&gt;Fact #1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her accent is rlly cool. Seriously, go watch Ellen if you don't believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact #2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is the cover girl for various magazines. Including Nylon, Vogue etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact #3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is from Spain, therefore she has her natural tan of a golden brown skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact #4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has voiced a character in G-Force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact #5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is gonna act in one of the scene in Sex and the City 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact #6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has a rlly H U G E  fan called Nicole :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is one of the most beautiful woman besides my grandma and my mother \m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4440127059398384797?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4440127059398384797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4440127059398384797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4440127059398384797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4440127059398384797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/penelope-cruz.html' title='awesome woman,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8063924649584910868</id><published>2010-03-17T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T02:42:23.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something's missing,</title><content type='html'>went for physics today early in the morning, and as usual was late again. expected anyway. hehe,&lt;br /&gt;i have tuition later and i dread to go alot. seriously, like idk why either. maybe i should just go for next week and not this week. but it's maths tuition!&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention that i have flunged my physics! shingzxzxzxz. die liao die liao. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;shing, my life is like a headless chicken sial.&lt;br /&gt;no aim, no motivation and no target,&lt;br /&gt;and the Os are drawing near. i got the whole ton of work to do! and not completed yet.&lt;br /&gt;2 sets of damn cheena paper.&lt;br /&gt;english to be handed supposedly today,&lt;br /&gt;maths tys. shiat, i nvr bring home. baik la.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry half done, ):&lt;br /&gt;and today thr's physics! bloooooooooooody hell 41 more MCQs to do!.&lt;br /&gt;there's geo tmrw too ^^idk what's the ^^ for, maybe cause i'm too stress and tmrw we r getting back the geo paper, and hopefully i didnt fail badly until mrs ng hunts me down to sit down with her for lsp and take the retest again *&lt;br /&gt;and thr's something to be happy abt, iMac is here to save me, and so is iPod.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not used to the small keyboard it has, and the rlly H U G E screen it provided. good for watching movie lehhhh. :P&lt;br /&gt;my filther in my camera is gone! shingzxzz. $$ fly away liaozxzxzxzx, *very sad face*&lt;br /&gt;hello, aim, motivation, and goal,&lt;br /&gt;they don't call you these three names for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;pls come back to my life as it is urgent.&lt;br /&gt;i rlly rlly rlly need you cause MYE are drawing near, and i have yet started on my revision.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can even go to ite, much less a polytechinic.&lt;br /&gt;today sw asked me something,&lt;br /&gt;sw: eh, you do the mcqs quite fast, and all correct, why did you fail your electricity test?&lt;br /&gt;me: idk leh, i just freak out and my brain cant seem to think of anything when there's a test or exam.&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;nao i know why i-studied-all-day-long-the-previous-days-b4-the-test, i can't get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;freak, i am nervous,&lt;br /&gt;shingzxzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;does anyone knows how i can overcome this?! this is seriously gonna harm me in Os.&lt;br /&gt;stupid freak-me-out, get lost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NnDXMFn14FU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8063924649584910868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/somethings-missing.html' title='something&apos;s missing,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-80067537457959361</id><published>2010-03-15T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T02:01:45.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post number 400.</title><content type='html'>hi dear 27 inch iMac. &lt;div&gt;i love you much. you are going to be in my house in 2/3 days time! :) hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's kinda boring day as it marks the start of my one week hols. i decided to give myself a break and not study today! wooolala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, i had tuition this morn, and it wasn't dreadful at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe because i had enough sleep. haha :-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will be catching a movie later called '' Just Another Pandora's Box." i watched the trailer, it's a crazy movie. come on, who doesnt need a good laugh. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm eggggcited baby, cause 26 is comingggggggg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love.love.love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDKva-s_khY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDKva-s_khY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-80067537457959361?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/80067537457959361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=80067537457959361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/80067537457959361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/80067537457959361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-number-400.html' title='post number 400.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8464945150550028073</id><published>2010-03-11T07:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:08:39.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pyramid</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BhT2HhEllpw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BhT2HhEllpw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8464945150550028073?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8464945150550028073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8464945150550028073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8464945150550028073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8464945150550028073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/pyramid.html' title='pyramid'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4950827693804589066</id><published>2010-03-11T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T06:54:40.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not what it's seems,</title><content type='html'>sometimes, when you talk to someone is a really nice manner, all you get is the fcking attitude. &lt;div&gt;sometimes, when you tell someone something, you don't really trust her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she appears to be really nice and all, telling you your problems, but who knows?! she's talking about you behind her back. serious shit, this is the kinda thing that you get when you tell her your secrets. i seriously regretted telling you how i felt about another her, seriously. you told me that you were unhappy with her, her and more her. when i said something. you told her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatthefckinghelliswrongwithyoubitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, now you know how i feel more safe telling everything to boys instead to girls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, i hate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4950827693804589066?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4950827693804589066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4950827693804589066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4950827693804589066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4950827693804589066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-not-what-its-seems.html' title='it&apos;s not what it&apos;s seems,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-7830710350625758444</id><published>2010-03-05T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T07:43:33.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgetful spider,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S5EmDM_xXhI/AAAAAAAABCg/z1fnMijhQ-M/s1600-h/tumblr_kue97i9fFY1qzdr4go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S5EmDM_xXhI/AAAAAAAABCg/z1fnMijhQ-M/s320/tumblr_kue97i9fFY1qzdr4go1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445175260937805330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;'' somedays, you just feel weird when he's around.'' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna be a happy lil girl tmrw cause i'm gonna catch a movie with love! (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-7830710350625758444?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7830710350625758444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=7830710350625758444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7830710350625758444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7830710350625758444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/somedays-you-just-feel-weird-when-hes.html' title='forgetful spider,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S5EmDM_xXhI/AAAAAAAABCg/z1fnMijhQ-M/s72-c/tumblr_kue97i9fFY1qzdr4go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4279775966776028865</id><published>2010-03-04T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T02:06:43.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank stares at blank pages,</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vo_0UXRY_rY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vo_0UXRY_rY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi love. i think this song is rlly awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4279775966776028865?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4279775966776028865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4279775966776028865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4279775966776028865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4279775966776028865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/blank-stares-at-blank-pages.html' title='blank stares at blank pages,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-7286268515440665467</id><published>2010-03-01T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:45:41.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi love, i feel blessed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is pretty awesome. do listen to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty awesome cause celine is in it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-7286268515440665467?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7286268515440665467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=7286268515440665467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7286268515440665467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7286268515440665467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-love-i-feel-blessed.html' title='hi love, i feel blessed.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-884951944904473820</id><published>2010-02-28T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:02:17.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi amazing. (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4ovNs1nDrI/AAAAAAAABCY/gtx99bBNFcg/s1600-h/shittttfk2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4ovNs1nDrI/AAAAAAAABCY/gtx99bBNFcg/s320/shittttfk2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443215012051488434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today's weather is a killer. ):&lt;div&gt;attended cassandra's church yesterday and it turned out pretty nice and all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the church has rlly nice people and they are seriously whacky, i meant seriously whacky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tonight i'm going to ah ma house for dinner as it's the last day of cny! ): no more ang pows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then ballet for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna take my exams sooooooon! :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eggggggcited or what?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, i'm suppose to do my DNT nao, but i'm kinda lehji. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahappy lil girl. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8696747932083858468-884951944904473820?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/884951944904473820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=884951944904473820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/884951944904473820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/884951944904473820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-amazing-l.html' title='hi amazing. (L)'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4ovNs1nDrI/AAAAAAAABCY/gtx99bBNFcg/s72-c/shittttfk2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-9177938150670109995</id><published>2010-02-20T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:39:25.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm floatinggggggggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4AOLLhDY2I/AAAAAAAABCQ/iBwCEVgSRrY/s1600-h/valentines+day+movie+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4AOLLhDY2I/AAAAAAAABCQ/iBwCEVgSRrY/s320/valentines+day+movie+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440363935096333154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi thr everyone. today is an awesome cause i went to catch vday with yas today. it was a rlly humorous movie, the taylors in it were kinda acting dumb, but dumb ppl bring entertainment. :) haha, at least that's what i think so :) i still cannot eat mac spicy the normal way ppl eat, like eat the whole thing tgt. in one great piece. i just don't rlly like to eat it tht way. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i ate it my normal way instead, cause it is gross when you see the chicken oil  coming out and ewww i went. ): like yoru stomach filled with too much acid. ewwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;ohk, then we went to the movie, which was a lil boringgggg at first, haha. but the nicer ones are always at the back. so yeah. kinda weird watching this show with your best friend. haha. idk why, don't ask me why, cause idk why either. anyw, i had fun today :) it was rlly funny when we did that gay sign kan yas?&lt;br /&gt;goo watch the show and you will know what i meant by that.&lt;br /&gt;but it was totally great, until yas finished all the large popcorns. chey!&lt;br /&gt;and i m left with all the small ones. aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;i have tuition tmrw which i dread alot to go ):&lt;br /&gt;school's kinda boring and stress when it comes to secondary four ):&lt;br /&gt;Os Os Os,&lt;br /&gt;i shld eat O shaped cereal everyday.&lt;br /&gt;muhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;k now, i'm gonna sleep, kthbaizxzzx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-9177938150670109995?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9177938150670109995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=9177938150670109995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/9177938150670109995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/9177938150670109995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-floatinggggggggggg.html' title='i&apos;m floatinggggggggggg'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4AOLLhDY2I/AAAAAAAABCQ/iBwCEVgSRrY/s72-c/valentines+day+movie+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-7109444390471233115</id><published>2010-02-20T08:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:28:41.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>McQueen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4AMNHmrE0I/AAAAAAAABCI/5jI0TTH5pVs/s1600-h/alexander_mcqueen_shoes_ss10a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4AMNHmrE0I/AAAAAAAABCI/5jI0TTH5pVs/s320/alexander_mcqueen_shoes_ss10a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440361769382646594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ohk, for big time, i would prefer wearing that heel on the RIGHT, though it makes you rlly tall. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4AMMzzlWiI/AAAAAAAABCA/4AjA2NxaU9o/s1600-h/Alexander+McQueen+Spring+2010+-+Shoes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4AMMzzlWiI/AAAAAAAABCA/4AjA2NxaU9o/s320/Alexander+McQueen+Spring+2010+-+Shoes+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440361764068088354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i like the one in the center. kinda cool. :) but i wouldn't wear it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4AMMdTlb_I/AAAAAAAABB4/joFia5Ot0K0/s1600-h/Alexander+McQueen+Spring+2010+-+Shoes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4AMMdTlb_I/AAAAAAAABB4/joFia5Ot0K0/s320/Alexander+McQueen+Spring+2010+-+Shoes+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440361758028296178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these shoes are exceptionally nice. like ultimate. seriously, i would buy a pair and put it at home, cause i aint wearing it like duh. anyw, putting it into a glass panel isn't a bad idea after all. it looks good what anyw.&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Alexandra McQueen.&lt;br /&gt;you are a truely remarkable person, and so are your shoes. i meant like come on, lobster claw shoes? like woah. i didn't imagined that. but you design stuff out of the ordinary. so yeah, you are really awesome. and so is your clothing line.&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-7109444390471233115?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7109444390471233115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=7109444390471233115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7109444390471233115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7109444390471233115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/mcqueen.html' title='McQueen'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S4AMNHmrE0I/AAAAAAAABCI/5jI0TTH5pVs/s72-c/alexander_mcqueen_shoes_ss10a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2612719619393980581</id><published>2010-02-19T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T01:09:54.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S35VPi50MnI/AAAAAAAABBw/dPpSgBn4Aas/s1600-h/Image334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S35VPi50MnI/AAAAAAAABBw/dPpSgBn4Aas/s320/Image334.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439879125465838194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S35VPG7QIdI/AAAAAAAABBo/lZqwRud4Jh4/s1600-h/Image336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S35VPG7QIdI/AAAAAAAABBo/lZqwRud4Jh4/s320/Image336.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439879117955670482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S35VO2N9TCI/AAAAAAAABBg/FmRt5elDNuc/s1600-h/Image338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S35VO2N9TCI/AAAAAAAABBg/FmRt5elDNuc/s320/Image338.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439879113470725154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when u r bored and nvr go to sch, this is what you will doooooo. hehe. (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2612719619393980581?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2612719619393980581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2612719619393980581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2612719619393980581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2612719619393980581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-u-r-bored-and-nvr-go-to-sch-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S35VPi50MnI/AAAAAAAABBw/dPpSgBn4Aas/s72-c/Image334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2857480203737794584</id><published>2010-02-19T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T01:06:44.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S35Uh2PZGaI/AAAAAAAABBY/lIjDm4C4lkc/s1600-h/tumblr_kvd27fMQL21qzdr4go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S35Uh2PZGaI/AAAAAAAABBY/lIjDm4C4lkc/s320/tumblr_kvd27fMQL21qzdr4go1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439878340382628258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi. i m a happy lil girl today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2857480203737794584?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2857480203737794584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2857480203737794584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2857480203737794584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2857480203737794584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/weird.html' title='weird.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S35Uh2PZGaI/AAAAAAAABBY/lIjDm4C4lkc/s72-c/tumblr_kvd27fMQL21qzdr4go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-5776878763308708388</id><published>2010-02-18T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:01:32.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tweeny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S31Vpa0b32I/AAAAAAAABBQ/ZVFaAQBw1wQ/s1600-h/tumblr_kxmlptCtal1qa4xwuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S31Vpa0b32I/AAAAAAAABBQ/ZVFaAQBw1wQ/s320/tumblr_kxmlptCtal1qa4xwuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439598094995677026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i grabbed this from mel's tumblr and sure enough, her tumblr has rlly awesome pics ;)&lt;div&gt;and today is my first time visiting it! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are still many other photos thr, but i only grabbed one. hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, it's 11pm and i have not eaten dinner. how great. but it's ok. i will just drink a cup of water and off to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i think i like you. is it a good thing or a bad thing?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-5776878763308708388?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5776878763308708388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=5776878763308708388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5776878763308708388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5776878763308708388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/tweeny.html' title='tweeny.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S31Vpa0b32I/AAAAAAAABBQ/ZVFaAQBw1wQ/s72-c/tumblr_kxmlptCtal1qa4xwuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4757905747689006868</id><published>2010-02-18T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T06:37:32.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>try sleeping with a broken heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S31Np3S6MEI/AAAAAAAABBI/0osSqccjUCs/s1600-h/sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S31Np3S6MEI/AAAAAAAABBI/0osSqccjUCs/s320/sorry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439589306546663490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i m suppose to finish and complete my geography by now, but heh. i haven't OBVIOUSLY.&lt;div&gt;anyw, this year's sports day is gonna be a great disappointment for me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'' you could just lose your life out there when you are running. poof, off you go. health is more important.'' that's what my mum told me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moooood swingggggggggggg. i hate this week of life. i don't think my mother is joking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like crying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i am is good at running. at least i think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i m not good at studies cause i dun like to study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i can achieve in life is sports. sports sports and more sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even pe, many ppl get worried for me. even napfa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn, why is life so f***ing shit nowadays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this life of mine is like a bomb, at least that's what i think it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have been through numerous pain, numerous check ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;injections, needles poking through my body. no big seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i m like a really costly daughter to my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i did like to put an end to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but of course, i wouldn't surrender myself to hell yet, or sure enough heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, i would be envious of those who can juggle their sports and studies well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, it is not in my blood i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't blame my parents for my state like now. what they gave me, i accept it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't ask me why i act so crazily at school, why i laugh at the slightest of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because idk when i m going. like poof. they wont come into your dreams and tell you that they are taking you away kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i may seems like a person talking crap here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you will nvr know what's gonna happen the very next minute of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k, i think my mood's back after letting out what i want to say today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) i feel much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers for a bttr tmrw thn! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4757905747689006868?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4757905747689006868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4757905747689006868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4757905747689006868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4757905747689006868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/try-sleeping-with-broken-heart.html' title='try sleeping with a broken heart.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S31Np3S6MEI/AAAAAAAABBI/0osSqccjUCs/s72-c/sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-3877355218876543970</id><published>2010-02-14T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:48:18.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hai i m back.</title><content type='html'>hi. i'm back form that hell place called H O S P I T A L.&lt;div&gt;i think i m gonna hunt down that mozzie which bit me. and my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thank god that i made it back for my reunion dinner :) so is daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so happppy hipppy heeeeeeepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year's cny feels a lil weird, not as eggcited as previous years. idk why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to ah ma hse, she is very happy to see me. i m very happy to see her cause got ang pow. :):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many pics with 5000. my sissy got her new phone. thn i mei you ): what is this hor mummy. i know u r seeing this. he he he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the hospital food is nice now recalling back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lucky there are many flwends who visited me thr. if nt i bored to tears thr i tell u. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no kid. bt the fish &amp;amp; chips is very nice, until that boy2 come and steal my fries. but i'm nice what. he he he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you mummy, sissy x2, ah ma, and my very lame but funny aunty joe for visiting me at the hospital, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you to charles for coming with that magic card of yours to entertain me. and psp! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you to jianwen for bothering to come too. with your lame face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you to luke, for coming with your blur face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you to simwang and kuaimin for coming along too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you cass for coming along with your red rose to me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you yilin for coming with your smiley face sweets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you sihui for coming with your boyfr who has iPhone, which has taptap2 to entertain me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you to yassin for the spongebob balloon although i dun look like patrick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you huff, ash for coming along too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you success and babu for that chocolates too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank lokman for coming too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you to those who msged/facebook/called me to ask if i was fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you, i seriously wanna thank you all. (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shiat, bye hospital. hi whale of hmwrk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-3877355218876543970?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3877355218876543970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=3877355218876543970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3877355218876543970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3877355218876543970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/hai-i-m-back.html' title='hai i m back.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-572209337493699802</id><published>2010-02-14T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:27:26.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i swear this time i mean it,</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KN-uo02mxoQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KN-uo02mxoQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Oh, Florida, please be still tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don’t disturb this love of mine&lt;br /&gt;Look how she’s so serene&lt;br /&gt;You’ve gotta help me out&lt;br /&gt;And count the stars to form the lines&lt;br /&gt;And find the words we’ll sing in time&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep her dreaming&lt;br /&gt;It’s my one wish&lt;br /&gt;I won’t forget this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m outdated, overrated&lt;br /&gt;Morning seems so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll sing a melody&lt;br /&gt;And hope to God she’s listening&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping softly while I sing&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll be your memories&lt;br /&gt;Your lullaby for all the times&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that my voice could get it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If luck is on my side tonight&lt;br /&gt;My clumsy tongue will make it right&lt;br /&gt;And wrists that touch&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t much, but it’s enough&lt;br /&gt;To form imaginary lines&lt;br /&gt;Forget your scars&lt;br /&gt;We’ll forget mine&lt;br /&gt;The hours change so fast&lt;br /&gt;Oh, God, please make this last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m outdated, overrated&lt;br /&gt;Morning seems so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll sing a melody&lt;br /&gt;And hope to God she’s listening&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping softly while I sing&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll be your memories&lt;br /&gt;Your lullaby for all the times&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that my voice could get it right&lt;br /&gt;Could get it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could crush me&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t crush me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause, baby, I’m a dreamer for sure&lt;br /&gt;And I won’t let you down&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/8696747932083858468-572209337493699802?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/572209337493699802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=572209337493699802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/572209337493699802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/572209337493699802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-swear-this-time-i-mean-it.html' title='i swear this time i mean it,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-5115702485673673629</id><published>2010-02-05T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T08:37:26.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't it too late?</title><content type='html'>school has been like SHIAT for me this week.&lt;div&gt;I recall getting back my chemistry. Shag,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cca is getting into the list of *pizz-me-off* stuff. major, and big time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, there's tons of homework. a whale of them, i dont think a dinosaur stomach is able to fit everything. today somehow everything came to light. heard from ppl that that &lt;b&gt;woman&lt;/b&gt; is eviling and farting things about me behind my back. i meant like what for dude? get a life. anyw, i dont give a damn, seriously. if you like him, i just hope that he will know it one day, with that evil scheme of mine. haha, pearl, yknow what am i talking about right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh heh heh. evil but genius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have performance tmrw, which i dread to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shaojie is giving me a morn call so that i culd be on time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are many things to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brithday bbq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah gong's bdae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do hmwrk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cip,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ballet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;test,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmwrk again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;junks and heaps of stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;could anything get more than this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN DO IT LAHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HOPE I CAN :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is to &lt;b&gt; yassin, babu and success!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; hey guys, i heard the news about the soccer thing, which i thought it was kinda dumb cause i was supporting you guys all the way. but however, dont give up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;there are still many chances next time in life! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;jiayou and cheers! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;hahahahahahah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;your weird friend, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;baghead.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-5115702485673673629?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5115702485673673629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=5115702485673673629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5115702485673673629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/5115702485673673629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/isnt-it-too-late.html' title='isn&apos;t it too late?'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8471910321939040277</id><published>2010-02-01T06:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:36:52.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snapshots of a funny day i had \m/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/life%20quote" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo28/Artful_S/quotes/understanding-quote.jpg" alt="Life quote Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will the code of the day for my daily entry for the clazz journal. :)&lt;br /&gt;and admit it dudes, Pixie Lott is a rlly great singer! :) or-sum. (Y) she's only 18 i think. wahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention i own jianwen in taptap 2? heh heh heh. although i m nt that pro la horrrr.&lt;br /&gt;today class deco was rather not-rlly-good, cause i keep laughing abt that benny lava thing and hitler video i saw when i stepped into the class, and not forgetting the silent library thing.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah, funny ppl watch funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i needa work hard for that physics re test cause we r like taking the same paper. aiyo. )':&lt;br /&gt;i was super disappointed with my marks )':&lt;br /&gt;congrats to the soccer boys for winning the match today :)&lt;br /&gt;i needa go shopping for my cny's clothes. freakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;i need motivation.&lt;br /&gt;i need wings to send me flying to relieve stress.&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to invent something to read people's mind, in case i say too direct stuff )':&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm loud, i'm hurtful with my words, cause i'm direct.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hanky-panky cause i always can't seem to make the right choices in life.&lt;br /&gt;i m not good in my studies, and neither do i like to study.&lt;br /&gt;i think studies is a waste of time. i study for the sake of STUDYING.&lt;br /&gt;screw my attitude. aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't seem to do something right in life just once in life.&lt;br /&gt;screw it.&lt;br /&gt;talk is cheap. i am gonna work hard just for the sake of Os.&lt;br /&gt;may' 10 cheena Os. i will not screw it. i hope i don't.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna do english nao.&lt;br /&gt;kthbaizxzxzxz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8471910321939040277?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8471910321939040277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-9080243436718538173</id><published>2010-01-30T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T01:43:21.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>idk how 2 describe day. he he he</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S2P-2cwITqI/AAAAAAAABBA/vr_pdwTYK8I/s1600-h/_DSC0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S2P-2cwITqI/AAAAAAAABBA/vr_pdwTYK8I/s320/_DSC0617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432465786923404962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S2P-GUse2gI/AAAAAAAABA4/fesIOzA3w20/s1600-h/_DSC0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S2P-GUse2gI/AAAAAAAABA4/fesIOzA3w20/s320/_DSC0577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432464960126900738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was kinda awesome cause it's mel's bdae! :) &lt;div&gt;ha ha ha. i finally uploaded the pics from charles's and mel's bdae to fbdotcom. which i think it's like soooo slowww nao adays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was a rather tiring day. i manage to get things through her mind, and i hope she understands where i am coming from and that i hope i can hold back my temper a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh, shiat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;)': i'm so sorry i'm unable to watch tooth fairy with you guys! heh heh heh, though i think that it's gonna be real fun. haha, but i can't make it today yaysin &amp;amp; co. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BDAE TO MY COUSIN JAYBEZ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're finally one. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, mel i hope you had a rlly enjoyable day though my acting sucks. blame gawai and shuhui! hahaha, skidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zaijian every1. have a gr8t weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps, pat chan, i have uploaded lili's birthday piccas to fb. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-9080243436718538173?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9080243436718538173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1367113725569254059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1367113725569254059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/01/hai-lurv.html' title='hai lurv'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-810109643095410739</id><published>2010-01-28T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T07:24:19.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S2GjlXUl5HI/AAAAAAAABAw/Xs35opwYbfc/s1600-h/_DSC0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S2GjlXUl5HI/AAAAAAAABAw/Xs35opwYbfc/s320/_DSC0339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431802487896401010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey charles! this is the nicest photo i could find of you with your birthday cake! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S2Gjk8DVSfI/AAAAAAAABAo/CxGg0FnHqeQ/s1600-h/_DSC0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S2Gjk8DVSfI/AAAAAAAABAo/CxGg0FnHqeQ/s320/_DSC0393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431802480576252402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group photo! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmmm, charles is 17.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chiuping is 16 today. happy birthday! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meh-li-ssa is 16 in 1 more hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone is getting older each day. and i just got 15. shld i be happy / sad? haha, i have no idea. anyw, screw geo today. seriously, i didnt get to finish my 8 marks question. i'm keeping my fingers crossed and hopefully i can pass. saem goes to chem. the mcqs were like WOAH. physics was ratehr okeh until light. i reckon i would pass it )': Os are near and i'm not even revising my work now. instead i gave myself a day off today! :) since i had sooooo many test this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school's been rather robotic at secondary 4 level. )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no time for my lunches sometimes. maybe all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a lessons whole day long which kills you whenever there's practical cause it will take hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have tons of hmwrk waiting and left undone each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have tests coming up sooner than yoou know it will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have Os this year, and pray hard i dont screw the one during may.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pressure! i wonder how can people study and work under such intense pressure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;either they have special powers which i don't have, or either they are just smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i needa go out more often with my friends though. if not i will be sitting at home doing my maths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;serious shit. maths is starting to get nice, i don't know why. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i was too cocky. aiyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, how do you feel when you told your close friend your opinion about her and that you meant her well, however, she doesn't know where you are coming from and then misunderstood you and dislikes you deep down in her heart? however on the surface she may seems nice and all. SERIOUSLY, IF YOU ASK ME HOW I FEEL. ------&gt; TERRIBLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't wanna pick up a fight with her or whatever she calls it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i may have misunderstood you, i may not know how you are feeling, but i'm just telling you how i feel. is that a crime? one day, you will know my good thoughts i hope. i just hope that you would get out of that cycle. serious shit. i'm direct, and i say what i think it isn't right form my point of view. whatever. just whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, i'm gonna stay up to wish mel happy birthday! :) heh heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fb is sssooooo slow~ freakfishfockfork &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-810109643095410739?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/810109643095410739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=810109643095410739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/810109643095410739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/810109643095410739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-life.html' title='it&apos;s life'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S2GjlXUl5HI/AAAAAAAABAw/Xs35opwYbfc/s72-c/_DSC0339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1955834206946437023</id><published>2010-01-22T06:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T06:47:18.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>best friend!</title><content type='html'>happy birthday charles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1955834206946437023?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1955834206946437023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1955834206946437023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1955834206946437023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1955834206946437023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-friend.html' title='best friend!'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1777458660303506094</id><published>2010-01-20T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T07:14:33.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel hippy 2day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S1cdkA8jCNI/AAAAAAAABAY/lpcz-BtV8aE/s1600-h/chanel-iman-it-girl-survival-kits1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S1cdkA8jCNI/AAAAAAAABAY/lpcz-BtV8aE/s320/chanel-iman-it-girl-survival-kits1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428840380384872658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai chanel iman. i think u r rlly kool. bt u r rlly thin, just like the pretty girl in my class called sheryl n apparently she isn't feeling very hahappy 2day. i rlly do hope that she will get off that mong-ter roller coaster sooooooooon. chillazx dude and i hope 2 see u smiling like i did 2day in class everyday k. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edited.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shld be slping nao, but bloggerdotcom was like : hey neek, u have nt updated ur blog. haha. cum here neek, u r suppose 2 use me b4 u slp. b4 i rust 2! :) hahaha. i made that up. which is crap.&lt;br /&gt;today success was lobster.&lt;br /&gt;and yassin was called yellow boots.&lt;br /&gt;today they had a flwenly match w 5Ns. and we won by a point i guess.&lt;br /&gt;success kick was professional cause lobsters dont play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;yassin scored a goal despite his injured leg! YAY! eggcited k!&lt;br /&gt;yiliang scored x2 sial. dun play play hor.&lt;br /&gt;thru-out me jolt and czh was laughing like mad. haha, me like it though (Y)&lt;br /&gt;haha, firstly it was delano. hahahahahaha, shall not mention that weird incident whereby i had 2 climb over the fence and take their ball and i'm on the 2nd storey. wa, like cool hor?!&lt;br /&gt;anyw, yujie and razin also did very funny actions.&lt;br /&gt;baybu was funny, cause he's ssoo skinny and he became the goalkeeper, very cute right!&lt;br /&gt;everyone ran into midfield leaving him behind at the lonely goalpost!&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. anyw, success said i was the ony enthu one.&lt;br /&gt;and yassin said shouting did help, cause someone banged his head and all he heard and thought of was me! AWESOME OR WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, i feel so proud horrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;i havent done a single hmwrk. and i do feel guilty for that. )': shiat.&lt;br /&gt;and success and yassin havent reply my msg. i think they sleep alrdy!&lt;br /&gt;chiaos. i shall go and sleep too. after playing dinner dash!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha, today was a much happier day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1777458660303506094?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1777458660303506094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1777458660303506094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1777458660303506094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1777458660303506094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-feel-hippy-2day.html' title='i feel hippy 2day.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/S1cdkA8jCNI/AAAAAAAABAY/lpcz-BtV8aE/s72-c/chanel-iman-it-girl-survival-kits1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8406877626592683973</id><published>2010-01-18T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T05:07:55.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm trying very hard to keep the faith,</title><content type='html'>today had been a rather thrashy day for me. &lt;div&gt;with kuai min all around, saying his usual crappy stuff, i wasn't in the mood to do anything already. nothing perked me up. literally nothing. NOTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jokes, no. laughter, no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have learnt something really important today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still recalled in which i told myself that not everyone deserved a second, it totally depends on the person. i practically cried, teared or in which whatever you name it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is just so senseless. '' you pulled me up, you break me down.'' this sentence is finally making some sense, like finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finally knew why my mum had said that relationships could wait, studies and time waits for no one. i finally understood what she meant by a foolish mistake could just kill you literally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe we are just too young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was it my fault?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was it yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wasn't sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dad told me,  伤心也是一天，开心也是一天。为和不要开心过每一天呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;so what if it hurts me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;so what if i'm break down?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;so what if the whole world pushes me off the edges?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i couldn't possibly carry on like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got to live my life the way it should be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOCUSSS NICK, the Os are waiting. FOCUSSSSSSSSSS NICK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;studies first. yes, that's the way it should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, enough of that irritating words above and above somemore. there, you got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think that male friends are the best! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are always there whenever you need them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i meant like c'mon. since when you needa mind about your fock language?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you do not really care about things to talk about cause they are unusually creative ppl. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they give the best advices when you're feeling down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's always &lt;b&gt;yassin&lt;/b&gt; there to cheer me up, tell me jokes whenever i felt down or upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's always &lt;b&gt;success&lt;/b&gt; there to cheer you up with his not-so-cool jokes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's always &lt;b&gt;jian wen&lt;/b&gt; there to give you best realtionship advices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's always &lt;b&gt;luke&lt;/b&gt; who makes you feel better by his kind and understanding phone calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's always &lt;b&gt;kuai mi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;n&lt;/b&gt; who will find fault, but respect you at the same point of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's always &lt;b&gt;charles&lt;/b&gt; who is always there calling you his best friend, ranting his troubles to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course, there are many close friends that i have out there whom are female. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyw, i thought that who would be so funny to sate who is their nest male friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tadahhhhh! anyw, i feel more comfortable talking to guy friends. (L) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's weird when you got that tingling feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh gosh, i (L) cat woman. i think she's cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8406877626592683973?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8406877626592683973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8406877626592683973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8406877626592683973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8406877626592683973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-trying-very-hard-to-keep-faith.html' title='i&apos;m trying very hard to keep the faith,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2186817335132527562</id><published>2010-01-11T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T06:01:50.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bill is handsome, (L)</title><content type='html'>hello bag heads,&lt;div&gt;today O's results are released. i went arnd hugging many people. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no idea why i hugged them, maybe because i felt their stress this morning, and soooooo sooooon, it's like gonna be my TURN. like what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, anyw, congrats to everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially CASS, YILIN &amp;amp; SIHUI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all A1s , not bad at all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hugged cass twice. i hugged her, and she hugged me back again. but, it's all for joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yilin was jumping arnd me, and that i couldn't hug her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hugged syafiqah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hugged and jumped with yihui and sheryl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was patting charles's shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was hugging many other people. i coundn't rmb. i just hugged them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i should think whether or not to give out free hugs @ Orchard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i pray hard i will do well for my cheennaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went over to love's house after all that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and still, we were talking about O's and N's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my, fagoot. it's rlly pissing me offffff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and love, your mum is rlly cute. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and DNT's theme is like crap. what is this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need my long hair back. thankyouverymuch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2186817335132527562?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2186817335132527562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2186817335132527562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2186817335132527562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2186817335132527562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/01/bill-is-handsome-l.html' title='bill is handsome, (L)'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-3868528844713110599</id><published>2010-01-09T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:34:35.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooohlaaaaa!</title><content type='html'>hai eveerrryyyoneee&lt;br /&gt;I m using kasi's phone to blog nao. We are currently at ngee ann poly. Getting ready to shout! Hahahaha. I think we are suppose to shout i lurve np! Hahaha and hem's gonna upload the picures we took on fb! haha! Later!&lt;br /&gt;/edited&lt;br /&gt;hai everyone, i know i have said this just nao when i was using kasi's phone. but i'm gonna say it again, so here it is, HAIIIII!.&lt;br /&gt;ngee ann is a funny place which i want to go.&lt;br /&gt;but i still have to see my credits for my Os first. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;at least nao, i have a goal to work towards to. ECH. tadahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;anw, it was fun. especially the emergency part in the nursing course. hahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;EPIC I TELL YOU. that fake wooomannn can TALK. yes, EPIC :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, we traveled arnd the school on our bus 11s. :)&lt;br /&gt;tiring, but fun. we didnt get to try out the CCAs. but, it was funny shouting that we lurv NGEE ANN. haha, saw chunyee's brother. i think he's handsome lah. hehehehehehe.&lt;div&gt;nvm, kais and hem wuld have understood. anyw, i saw sandy and waiyi thr too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bused t tpy and trained all the way to admiralty. pantat pain D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, i hope i can go ice skating with yaysin real sooooon! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, i pondered about 2009 just nao, though it was 2010 long agooo. ( just 9 days ago!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009, hmm... what can i say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has neither been too short, nor too long for me though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;different faces, different things when i got into sec 3e4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends are nice. gud friends are better. best friends are AWESOME. (brava?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, i hope through year 2009 i will learn not to pen down the same mistakes that i have made int the year 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i never wanted 2009 to pass so quickly, however, there is a cheena saying. erm, w8 what is that called? erm, i think it's '' if the old ones doesn't go, the new ones will nvr come. ''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it's something like that lah hor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope that i will do well for my Os. study well, love well, play well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello my love, i think you know i am talking about you. yes you, literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let bygones be bygones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a new year here. and we don't wanna have any regrets do we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it my Os this year, and so is your Ns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we will not screw this, we will not screw this, we will not screw this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are times when i always wanted to tell you how i felt, but i didnt know how to express myself. there are times when i wanted to cry in front of you, but my tears somehow held back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you had a picture in your file. a real big one. don't ask, i just got to know somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we may not be perfect, but with imperfections, life made easier, and perfect is just another word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye 2009, and hello 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with lurv, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;neecolee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-3868528844713110599?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3868528844713110599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=3868528844713110599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3868528844713110599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/3868528844713110599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/01/ooohlaaaaa.html' title='ooohlaaaaa!'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2330509513372152633</id><published>2010-01-03T04:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:12:54.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school!</title><content type='html'>school's tmrw, and i m not rlly eggcited for it though.&lt;br /&gt;anyw, i m going to school with my short short hair! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2330509513372152633?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2330509513372152633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2330509513372152633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2330509513372152633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2330509513372152633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2010/01/school.html' title='school!'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2628047956330000121</id><published>2009-12-28T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:46:22.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pls miss me ppl!</title><content type='html'>hello, i m here at teh changi airport! ")&lt;br /&gt;heh heh. bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;going overseas soooon! in like 2 hours time ")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2628047956330000121?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2628047956330000121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2628047956330000121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2628047956330000121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2628047956330000121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/pls-miss-me-ppl.html' title='pls miss me ppl!'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-6305775417449504348</id><published>2009-12-28T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T08:03:57.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mizz me ppl,</title><content type='html'>i reckon anyone reads my blog, i menat like c'mon. i ain't a rock star, or any whobody who goes by the name OBAMA. heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;but anyw, i'm gonna be kinda thick skinned today and post, HEY! I"M KINDA GOING OVERSEAS, AND I'M SURE YOU GUYS WILL MIZZ ME ;P&lt;br /&gt;there, and done. heh heh heh. i chop and snop my hair off today. not till the extend of being bald, but till the extend that form long to quite short i would say.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh, and i cut longs bangs too. :) muhehhehhehheh&lt;br /&gt;and as i have told shawn, iPhones= communicable disease. seriously shait, if you walk into an mrt, you look left right, left right, sure yo. you are not ill or something, there is seriously an iPhone thing coming up. heh heh,&lt;br /&gt;okehhhhh, i m going to slp nao.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK GUYS FOR MATHS! :):):)&lt;br /&gt;hope i can do well, even though i didn't rlly study alooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;shiat, i'm meeting yaysin tmrw morn. VERY EARLY,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the wishes, the presents, the orsum day i had at my house with my cousins, and sg idol live! at indoor stadium. now, that's a great way to spend your birdday( i learnt it from tian ran!) yo!&lt;br /&gt;anyw, i'm gonna finish packing my luggage and hit for the bed naozxz!&lt;br /&gt;gudder night ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-6305775417449504348?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6305775417449504348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=6305775417449504348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6305775417449504348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6305775417449504348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/mizz-me-ppl.html' title='mizz me ppl,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-6950757960116395611</id><published>2009-12-27T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:46:39.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birdday!</title><content type='html'>hi ppl, i'm finally 15 and i'm sssooo hahahappy! :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to cut my cake nao and go meet yaysin &amp;amp; co! bye bye! later i will upload again! :) (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-6950757960116395611?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6950757960116395611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=6950757960116395611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6950757960116395611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6950757960116395611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birdday.html' title='happy birdday!'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2066269381621085817</id><published>2009-12-26T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T02:51:25.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hilarious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SzXqSw_QDzI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Vc4XeTu1ofs/s1600-h/Birthday.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SzXqSw_QDzI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Vc4XeTu1ofs/s320/Birthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419495334719000370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;happy happy happy birthday birthday birthday to to to ah ah ah duck duck duck!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;hi thr ducky, hahappy birthdayy ah! :) u cn finally be the same age as me for one day only! cause tmrw my bdae alrdy! anyw, God bless you and pls know that i'm here for you! me love die you! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't care the lamer, u know who hor?? heh heh heh. anyw, happy birthday! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i needa enjoy my las day of being a 14 yr old kid! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i mention i got a DSLR D5000 for x'mas, fake? NO :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2066269381621085817?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2066269381621085817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2066269381621085817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2066269381621085817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2066269381621085817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/hilarious.html' title='hilarious.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SzXqSw_QDzI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Vc4XeTu1ofs/s72-c/Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4589127139590699438</id><published>2009-12-24T11:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:17:31.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry merry x'mas to all! (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SzO81szygHI/AAAAAAAABAI/m8ksZcE3dBI/s1600-h/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SzO81szygHI/AAAAAAAABAI/m8ksZcE3dBI/s320/cousins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418882407404306546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was cousins day out.&lt;br /&gt;1. met up with cousins along w my sissy(s) @ plazay sing.&lt;br /&gt;2. ate ajisen ramien, yummy. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;3. met up with more cousins.&lt;br /&gt;4. went for arcade and played like siao.&lt;br /&gt;5. waited for three more cousins @ the cinema waiting area.&lt;br /&gt;6. went in for Alvin &amp;amp; the Chipmunks! (fyi, we occupied the whole row yo!)&lt;br /&gt;7. enjoyed the movie, ate pops! and drank ice lemon tea, plus coke and sprite.&lt;br /&gt;8. realised that my 100 bucks became 15 bucks ): happy spending!&lt;br /&gt;9. walked to Cineleisure to take neoprints ( once in a while won't kill lah!)&lt;br /&gt;10. so warm and squezy, but had awesome! fun!&lt;br /&gt;11. walked back to plazay sing and ran for the train.&lt;br /&gt;12. home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;13. ate, and watched polo boys.&lt;br /&gt;14. took present, taken photos.&lt;br /&gt;15. tmrw's crashing @ another aunty's house for x'mas party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can x'mas just get any fun-ner?!&lt;br /&gt;merry x'mas everyone.&lt;br /&gt;all pics are uploaded on fb.com :) catch it thr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4589127139590699438?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4589127139590699438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4589127139590699438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4589127139590699438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4589127139590699438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-merry-xmas-to-all-l.html' title='merry merry x&apos;mas to all! (L)'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SzO81szygHI/AAAAAAAABAI/m8ksZcE3dBI/s72-c/cousins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1716698286185137045</id><published>2009-12-21T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T03:32:38.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still waiting.</title><content type='html'>NIGHT SAFARI WAS AWESOME FUN! :)&lt;br /&gt;PICCAS WILL BE UP SOON CAUSE I AM SO LAZY TO POST THEM HERE. HEHE. DONT LAUGH CAUSE I THINK U R LAZY 2!&lt;br /&gt;IM STILL WAITING FOR MY BIG DAY. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;6 MORE DAYS LIAOZXZXZXZXZXZX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1716698286185137045?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1716698286185137045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1716698286185137045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1716698286185137045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1716698286185137045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-waiting.html' title='still waiting.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-7240440386757570881</id><published>2009-12-19T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:16:30.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>even when i'm dreaming,</title><content type='html'>WHAT IS THIS. MAN U, THIS SEASON YOU &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;suck&lt;/span&gt; MAN. )': OH GOSH. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, i had an awesome week! :D hahas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went fishing with cousins and uncle at pasir ris park. i caught 1 crab and 3 fishes. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh heh. pardon me, cause that's my first time fishing! it's fun lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i flew a kite too, cycled and played at the playground. OR SUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to cousin's house to play and then watched movie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly, i went to kbox!, watch avatar! (again!), and ate cartel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woah, firstly, i woke up late ysd. as my parent weren't working ysd, we had family day! :D HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after makan, proceeded to ktv at cineleisure. woah, my dad sings as if he has a yan chang hui. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, it was fun lah! im lazy to upload the pics though, i will sooooon! (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;proceeded to watch avatar again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh, it's still nice lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, i'm going out nao! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-7240440386757570881?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7240440386757570881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=7240440386757570881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7240440386757570881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7240440386757570881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/even-when-im-dreaming.html' title='even when i&apos;m dreaming,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-329124630371589757</id><published>2009-12-17T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:49:20.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>or sum day today, BAGUS (Y)</title><content type='html'>today was a pretty awesome day! :D happy little me! :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the morning and met yaysin at arnd 1015 at red circle, planning to take an Mrt to Somerset, Cineleisure Orchard. But we got so carried away while talking, and in the end, when we got into the mrt, I realised we got onto the wrong one. Hence, we alighted at bradell and took the opposite one to Somerset. we also made sure that we took the correct one k! :D double check.&lt;br /&gt;reached and watch avatar! :D awesome movie! sat thr for 2hrs and 40mins. but still, it's an awesome show~ met up with the others after that for bowling at Kallang Leisure Park. :B AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate. I brought my cam out, but due my my eggcitedness, i forget to take photos. but still we had an awesome time! :D&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how wuld i look like in my uniform, heh. it's been a long time since i wore that! :D&lt;br /&gt;anyw, 9 more days baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-329124630371589757?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/329124630371589757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=329124630371589757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/329124630371589757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/329124630371589757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/or-sum-day-today-bagus-y.html' title='or sum day today, BAGUS (Y)'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-4864188277759673714</id><published>2009-12-16T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:47:30.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>\m/ eggcited.</title><content type='html'>hai thr people.&lt;div&gt;today is a dreadful day bcuz i had tuition in the morn. S H A G.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luch at Amk with cousins, and thn went to united square :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after which proceeded to Far east Plaza, i tell you the stair cases thr is very funny yknow. wat is this. anyw, bought a acid wash denim dress @ a shop. the aunty thr is very funny you know. nvm, u dnt knw. anyw, EGGCITED 4 2mrw. cuz meeting yaysin 4 movie 2mrw and the soccer flwends for bowling and cycling. i prolly nt going 4 class outing alrdy. too lil ppl alrdy. ): nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yaysin is batman and i'm superman. inside funny-ness lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zaijian, im meeting batman in 8&amp;amp;half hrs time cause nao it's 1.46am alrdy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, 10 more days baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-4864188277759673714?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4864188277759673714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=4864188277759673714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4864188277759673714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/4864188277759673714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/m-eggcited.html' title='\m/ eggcited.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1146186362112372850</id><published>2009-12-14T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:40:27.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it doesnt come by easy,</title><content type='html'>okeh, i'm finally finish with all the wishing part! :D&lt;br /&gt;my daddy just bought a new printer and he said it is very diff to load. it took him two hours to load stuff. and i'm going to funan and suntec and prolly vivo for x'mas present hunting, hopefully by then, i culd get a cam i wanted. ^^&lt;br /&gt;anyw, it's 0140 nao. and i havent wish cass happy bdae yet. baik hor, baik lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1146186362112372850?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1146186362112372850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1146186362112372850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1146186362112372850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1146186362112372850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-doesnt-come-by-easy.html' title='it doesnt come by easy,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-6053056366761221194</id><published>2009-12-14T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:15:29.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for this very special some one.</title><content type='html'>Dearest Ms Cassandra Lim,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday my friend! You seem to be working all day long and I didn;t manage to talk to you, so I guess I shall write all my blessings for you here. :)&lt;br /&gt;You have been a rlly great friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Although I know you must be real busy juggling your time with your boyfr and your friends, but you will still balance it out and try to make out some time for me and the others.&lt;br /&gt;You have been a great listener, and no matter what, you are always there for me. Though sometimes you may say that I have made a silly decision, however, you still supported me in every aspect I can think of now.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday once again! (L)&lt;br /&gt;love you, and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;With Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-6053056366761221194?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6053056366761221194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=6053056366761221194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6053056366761221194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6053056366761221194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-this-very-special-some-one.html' title='for this very special some one.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-7472478726330362712</id><published>2009-12-14T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:10:55.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on this very special day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Dear Ms Koh ChingNa,&lt;br /&gt;today is a special for you! Happy Birthday to you my friend! (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Finally turning 15 already! :D hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;anyw, i still remember those crazy days we used to spend to together laughing ate the silly jokes that we have known. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;anyw, i do rlly hope you would enjoy this day and may God bless you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;with many loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Nicole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-7472478726330362712?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7472478726330362712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=7472478726330362712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7472478726330362712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/7472478726330362712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-this-very-special-day.html' title='on this very special day.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2259170825505674398</id><published>2009-12-12T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T03:08:02.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>special people,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SyN3vorhHqI/AAAAAAAABAA/JtP4SO0iSsk/s1600-h/sezairi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SyN3vorhHqI/AAAAAAAABAA/JtP4SO0iSsk/s320/sezairi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414302837286968994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey thr, i'm not rlly a fan of you. but i love the way you sing Haven't Met You Yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehe :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyw, hope you do your best in the finals! &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: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Ms Patricia Chan, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for the heart warming post on your blog. I really do appreciate it alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you for the time you spend laughing, joking, crying? (idk whether have or not) with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really treasure those moments spend you, Lili and Phy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You guys nvr fail to cheer me up when I'm down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sorry if i rant too much about my stuff, i maybe stubborn but I'm &lt;i&gt;strong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for all the carebears pictures and the motivating msges you have sent me. It's still in my phone after so long. Although you may be laughing-at-your-own-jokes-and-me-and-L-are-not-laughing, but sometimes, a motivational word is what I need, and you have that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for being there whenever I needed you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry if I couldn't spend time with you next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for your luck too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love you too (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2259170825505674398?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2259170825505674398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2259170825505674398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2259170825505674398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2259170825505674398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/special-people.html' title='special people,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SyN3vorhHqI/AAAAAAAABAA/JtP4SO0iSsk/s72-c/sezairi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-9080357547974050956</id><published>2009-12-12T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T02:56:04.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in between,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SyN1kszm13I/AAAAAAAAA_4/vI2cOYRVBDY/s1600-h/Image269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SyN1kszm13I/AAAAAAAAA_4/vI2cOYRVBDY/s320/Image269.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414300450392823666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;faggot. laugh if you wish. you may. &lt;div&gt;is it me, or is my hair getting thicker? :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't use eye liner, cause i don't even know how to use it. oh my, maggot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyw, i'll be heading to grandp place for dinner tonight. hope ah ma's cooking her fab curry! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, i just completed my geo assignment due last week! )': SHIAT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hope to complete this week's by tmrw, hopefully. if i have the motivation. heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya, x'mas is round the corner and so is my very own day! (Y) baik lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ChingNa's, Cassandra and Ah Duck's brithday is nearly here. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah, prolly that's all i rmb. oh yes, Chick's too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's my cuz'z burfday. 121209. wah, shiok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kthbaiizxzx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-9080357547974050956?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9080357547974050956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=9080357547974050956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/9080357547974050956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/9080357547974050956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-between.html' title='in between,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/SyN1kszm13I/AAAAAAAAA_4/vI2cOYRVBDY/s72-c/Image269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-756361111590973016</id><published>2009-12-09T04:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T04:13:42.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>caught in between.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/Sx-UDgP7ZuI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Th2c5p8vRa4/s1600-h/sylvia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/Sx-UDgP7ZuI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Th2c5p8vRa4/s320/sylvia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413208065039886050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey thr sylvia,&lt;br /&gt;your voice is great! i rlly do hope you will be sg's first female idol! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/Sx-TzC1-8rI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Br59qVgGvS0/s1600-h/tabitha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/Sx-TzC1-8rI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Br59qVgGvS0/s320/tabitha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413207782268531378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey, tabitha.&lt;br /&gt;i may not be your biggest fan or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;but i rlly do admire you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;the finale's on my birthday! i will wish that sg has their very first sg idol!&lt;br /&gt;and i wuld give up one wish for that :D&lt;br /&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/8696747932083858468-756361111590973016?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/756361111590973016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=756361111590973016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/756361111590973016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/756361111590973016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/caught-in-between.html' title='caught in between.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/Sx-UDgP7ZuI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Th2c5p8vRa4/s72-c/sylvia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-1239399024573518106</id><published>2009-12-08T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T04:05:42.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a beautiful mess,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'' the couple who quarells the most, will be together for the longest. at least they are caring enough to point out the dislikes and the wrongdoings of the other half. on the day they stopped quarelling is the day that they had stopped caring for each other and realised that the other half is the&lt;br /&gt; RIGHT ONE.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;''each day's a gift and not a given right&lt;br /&gt;And try to take the path less traveled by.&lt;br /&gt;What's worth the price is always worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;Every second counts 'cause there's no second try&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh, i just found these quotes interesting and c&amp;amp;p it here. :) oh, sg idol just started! i rlly do hope that sg has their veru first female idol! :D hahas, mayb i will support Tabitha/ Slyvia? haha, idk. they both are gorgeous,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-1239399024573518106?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1239399024573518106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=1239399024573518106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1239399024573518106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/1239399024573518106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/beautiful-mess.html' title='a beautiful mess,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8127705797437315302</id><published>2009-12-07T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T08:51:19.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kings and queen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1323/761686989_f6c19b37d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 383px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1323/761686989_f6c19b37d2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's 1am nao. i seriously needa catch up with my sleep. i can see the dark circles! )':&lt;br /&gt;went to buy my pointe shoes today. i got the thick toe pad, heh. it's kinda uncomfortable because i had thin type for my previous one. now my toe feel a little sore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get a black leotard, however, i didn't see any that i liked. myabe cher say i should customized my own one for my exams. and i need wrap skirt! )': a new one. there goes a hole in my pocket man. i brought out 50bucks and ended wtih 2 bucks when i finish buying my shoes. aiyo. ate ajisen ramien with mum today before meeting cher.&lt;br /&gt;i think King of Leon's Kings and Queen is awesome! haha, the bicycle is ultra cool :D especially the person on the tall2 bike. with colourful hair.&lt;br /&gt;and oh hem, i'm sorry for not answering your call was eating eh? :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, my phone is back for business! :D haha, i didnt know why i had mood swings earlier this week. this is fustrating man. oh yeah, Satelite Hearts in nice too. :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;and death something cutie. OST of new moon, that's nice2 too.&lt;br /&gt;hahas, k lah. enough of all these.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna slp soon. HAHA, meet yaysin in korea~ heh heh :D&lt;br /&gt;we gonna live like we're dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8127705797437315302?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8127705797437315302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8127705797437315302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8127705797437315302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8127705797437315302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/kings-and-queen.html' title='kings and queen.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1323/761686989_f6c19b37d2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-8793394672876938661</id><published>2009-12-06T10:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T11:05:00.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drunk in love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/Sxv8M8vA4JI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/2x3Pa74MNKw/s1600-h/DSC08180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/Sxv8M8vA4JI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/2x3Pa74MNKw/s320/DSC08180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412196676607729810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmm, i think my chin's kinda sharp. heh heh. and my hair kinda messy, maybe not kinda, it is.&lt;div&gt;anyw, changed the music in my blog. don't ask me why that post title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, it just kinda pop in my mind. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today woke up arnd 11 plus. and mum bought curry rice for my brunch. or-sum and nice2 (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad fetched us to United Square for lunch at Soup Restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yummy (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they had an event going on there, kinda something like a barney's performance. heh.heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sang to the songs they played in the restaurant. my sisters were all kinda looking at me in the -.-'' way. LOL. you can't blame me, cause i grew up watching Barney's series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas, i love you, you love me. we are happy family :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after which, walked around with ah ma and family. my ah ma like so funny. she say why all the things so expensive one. lololololol :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mum went to watson to get her dye and dad's too. the 1-5 min one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home, napped and woke up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;proceeded to dance. woah, i tell you. i sweat like hell. the character dance, character shoe. woah, kill me man. going to Golden Hallmark (idk what is the building called), get my new pair of point shoes. heh, the old one is worn out lah ): lime green point shoes? black again? or pink? classic only. haha, we shall see how it goes. hehe^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, i dyed my hair from the left over of mum's dye. hahas. copper brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that obvious i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mummy: later that what mr singh catch you none of my business hor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me: aiya, he won't see oone lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mummy: he like very kpo hor. like that time when i go your school, he ask me so many questions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me: that's hime what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mummy: so naggy, how to discipline the students?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me: that's why i say he won't catch lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mummy: you win lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me: *beams*walks away*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday going for ms chua's orchestra, haha. i have thought through it. i maybe joining it after my Os, or maybe before that. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted a new phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omnia Lite -----&gt; golden&amp;amp;white colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently i think there's only black&amp;amp;red. so there's a new colour. haha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool man. i searched the net, but i couldnt find the pic. so , if you do walk by any hp store, just go take a look lahhhhhhhhhhh :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nao it's 3.01 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm meeting yaysin! (yassin) in thailand soon :D hahahs, inside joke lah. :D:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, man city and chelsea, 2-1. woohooooo. hey, i predicted correctly leh! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man U VS *idk-what-team-prolly-forgotten-alrdy* -------&gt;4-0 i think. hahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i needa man-u jersey and a double Lcd camera. heh heh :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh-k, gudnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-8793394672876938661?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8793394672876938661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=8793394672876938661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8793394672876938661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/8793394672876938661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/drunk-in-love.html' title='drunk in love,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ka8Ie6V3NsY/Sxv8M8vA4JI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/2x3Pa74MNKw/s72-c/DSC08180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-2899930353966075363</id><published>2009-12-05T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T09:03:56.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>never knew i needed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ooh) for the way you changed my plans&lt;br /&gt;for being the perfect distraction&lt;br /&gt;for the way you took the idea that i have&lt;br /&gt;of everything that i wanted to have&lt;br /&gt;and made me see there was something missing (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;for the ending of my first begin&lt;br /&gt;(ooh yeah yeah)(ooh yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;and for the rare and unexpected friend&lt;br /&gt;(ooh yeah yeah)(ooh yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;for the way you're something that i never choose&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time something i don't wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;and never wanna be without ever again (oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed&lt;br /&gt;so when you were here i had no idea&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed&lt;br /&gt;so now it's so clear i need you here always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my accidental happily (ever after) (oh oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;the way you slime and how you comfort me (with your laughter)&lt;br /&gt;i must admit you were not a part of my book&lt;br /&gt;but now if you open it up and take a look&lt;br /&gt;you're the beginning and the end of every chapter (oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed (oh)&lt;br /&gt;so when you were here i had no idea&lt;br /&gt;http://www.elyricsworld.com/never_knew_i_needed_lyrics_ne-yo.html&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed (that i needed)&lt;br /&gt;so now it's so clear i need you here always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who'd knew that i'd be here (who'd knew that i'd be here oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;so unexpectedly (so unexpectedly oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;undeniablely happy (hey)&lt;br /&gt;said with you right here, right here next to me (oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl you're the..&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed (said i needed oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;so when you were here i had no idea&lt;br /&gt;you're the best thing i never knew i needed (needed oh)&lt;br /&gt;so now it's so clear i need you here always&lt;br /&gt;baby baby&lt;br /&gt;now it's so clear i need you here always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-2899930353966075363?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2899930353966075363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=2899930353966075363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2899930353966075363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/2899930353966075363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-knew-i-needed.html' title='never knew i needed.'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-703519690960213788</id><published>2009-12-04T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T04:48:57.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life isn't a bed of roses,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i'm feeling awful today.&lt;br /&gt;i told yaysin! that i was fine cause prolly he was my bestest flwend that i had since sec 1 )':&lt;br /&gt;i feel like C-O-L. ): fyi, it's crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;why did i have to end up like that. like the sauy-est day everyone could get.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, my passport isn't done yet. which means i cant leave the country.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, my bloody phone cant send any sms/out-going calls. why? simple. cause my mother didnt-wanna-pay/forget-to-pay the bills for me. and Starhub isn't allowing any leeway further. damn it. i could still send msges in the morning. uh huh, THANK YOU STARHUB! sry to those ppl who have msg-ed me and i didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, i hate my health. ): it's always causing me to be breathless, even if i climb a flight of short stairs. i'm prone to fever and cough, and i get sick easily. and i am sick of all this. can't i have a healthy body at least? seeing your parents getting called all day long. '' hello, is this Mr Lim? I am here to inform you that your daughter Nicole Lim had an asthma relapse at school.... etc''&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of all these. cant i be norm.&lt;br /&gt;i smile when i'm happy. i smile when i'm sad too.&lt;br /&gt;it's like i'm a burden to my parents. at least that's the feeling that they're giving me. what if the world ends? oh geez, all the well better.&lt;br /&gt;behind that mask when everyone calls you a strong lady, there's always hardship and tears too. life isnt a bed of roses.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not smart either, i'm not rlly good in every aspect in life.&lt;br /&gt;at least, well sports. thr's something to be proud of, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and well, would thr be a mother on Earth who would want you to throw away all your sports medals if she wants you to clean your room? and allows her other daughters to&lt;br /&gt;keep their academically-based medals? *screams*&lt;br /&gt;w/o the maid here nao at home, i'm suppose to do all the work?&lt;br /&gt;i know i agreed to help. but seriously, you have another daughter who is sec nxt year. can't she help? and i wanted to slp early that night, and poof! surprise daughter, you needa hang the clothes first b4 slping. how great is this coming?&lt;br /&gt;something happens, haha, Nicole this... Nicole that.&lt;br /&gt;how am i suppose to know that when vera didnt tell me?&lt;br /&gt;your third daughter is pampered. well, she's an exception. she's only pri 3 nxt yr. well at least she helps.&lt;br /&gt;your second daughter has an attitude prom, which even i cant tahan. she's doesnt help often and she gets her way in which ever way she wants.&lt;br /&gt;your eldest daughter. isnt pampered. doesnt gets her way the way she wanted. she feels that she's been treating like a maid caught in a sick body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FML.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;maybe i don't rlly know what you all are feeling,&lt;br /&gt;but  i know, i just love my mum and dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-703519690960213788?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/703519690960213788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=703519690960213788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/703519690960213788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/703519690960213788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-isnt-bed-of-roses.html' title='life isn&apos;t a bed of roses,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696747932083858468.post-6229037312628733529</id><published>2009-12-01T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T03:33:36.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crimson,</title><content type='html'>i'm not okeh cause my parents didnt buy me a man-u jersey. ):&lt;br /&gt;and i have prepared a neecolee-must-get-during-christmas-list. hehe. i'm going to athe nao, and continue to play icy tower later. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696747932083858468-6229037312628733529?l=lostinprogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6229037312628733529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696747932083858468&amp;postID=6229037312628733529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6229037312628733529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696747932083858468/posts/default/6229037312628733529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinprogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/crimson.html' title='crimson,'/><author><name>Nicole.LQE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05235563683385415922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-0UtYzjLpE/Tl0BRNGqiEI/AAAAAAAABOc/MCcyrZ4Jjxs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-05%2Bat%2B23.18%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
