<?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-8992013326145890519</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:53:00.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>her-goodbyesDOTblogspot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>353</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-9094777542574805038</id><published>2008-04-18T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:50:13.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ags &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eplies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;ui &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;ian: You wait then you'll know why I never update :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;u &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;i: I love you also! &amp;amp; I also want to save money! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;achael: Of cos' see I so smart then know liao. Laughs! xDxDxD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;unice: You this big business women always no time one lehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-9094777542574805038?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/9094777542574805038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=9094777542574805038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/9094777542574805038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/9094777542574805038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/04/t-ags-r-eplies-g-ui-x-ian-you-wait-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-25473864848016972</id><published>2008-04-04T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:07:50.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R_YYQUjsagI/AAAAAAAAAZk/fghZIWPPJv8/s1600-h/My_Piano_02_by_HasuDoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R_YYQUjsagI/AAAAAAAAAZk/fghZIWPPJv8/s400/My_Piano_02_by_HasuDoll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185358689639098882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What it all mean when you stare so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended grandaunt's funeral last night till very late. It's been on for so long and only last night then went over. &amp;amp; today's the cremation ): Daddy fetched me over to school this morning. Every friday's gonna' be short with just a few lessons only :D Took train with Gui Xian when remedials ended. Alighted @ Jurong East while she went home. Walked over to bus-stop to meet Eileen cousin and then to West Coast to have our school skirts altered there. Spent time slacking at the area there until 5 and went home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It all comes and goes so easily that it sometimes is a little tough for the people around to accept the fact that everything's happened in reality. Everything was taken away. Day by day, one by one; it'll all be gone. &amp;amp; it's all gonna' be the way where history will repeat just like what happened last time. Long long ago, those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-25473864848016972?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/25473864848016972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=25473864848016972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/25473864848016972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/25473864848016972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-it-all-mean-when-you-stare-so-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R_YYQUjsagI/AAAAAAAAAZk/fghZIWPPJv8/s72-c/My_Piano_02_by_HasuDoll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-457608553240753580</id><published>2008-04-03T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:04:55.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R_SkhEjsafI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-8gqA6M7lVs/s1600-h/Alone_by_lora_tox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R_SkhEjsafI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-8gqA6M7lVs/s400/Alone_by_lora_tox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184949959076375026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even though everything has changed, I still see you as the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah; since Sunday I went to a faraway land. Laughs. Hadn't had any spare time to use the laptop for long hours recently. Reason being; I've been out early and back home really late. Not exactly very late but to me it's just insufficient time to blog just enough to appear online while watching the tv xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot recall what I did on Monday, seriously. It's as though there's no impression that Monday went by @ all. Lol. I think I was suppose to go to Nadhirah's house as promised but ended up didn't due to some things that happened, I guess. Okay I remembered what happened already now! :D Our class had a birthday celebration for Ms Tan cos' hers fall on the previous Saturday. We print our class cheer photo for her as a gift and bought a cake from prima deli. The cake's damn nice and is I choose one okay xDxD Went home straight after the celebration, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday went WestMall with Gui Xian and Yan Shan. Treated Gui Xin for ice-cream cos' she didn't eat until the cake I have chosen. Hahas. Had lots of fun there and kept disturbing Gui Xian. &amp;amp; oh; it's April's Fool on Tuesday so everybody kept fooling each other in class. Jayme kept disturbing all our teachers. Lols! At WestMall, we went Davin Link and placed our phones in a bottle and walked around the shop to see if anybody's gonna' steal it. Okay; it's really very lame but very fun one! :DDDDD Sent Gui Xian to Boon Lay then went Yew Tee with Yan Shan to eat Macdonalds while waiting for Eileen cousin. Met her @ Batok cos' she wanna' go West Mall and then went to Teck Whye to buy and order my uniform. Around 8plus sent her to Jurong East and walked home from Gombak slowly. Quarrelled with parents; shan't talk. Really spoils my mood. Fk _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday had to reach school as per normal due to a speech that we have to listen. It's a speech by Dr. William Tan. It's pretty interesting because initially I thought it's gonna' be as bored as those politics speech on the tv. Even though they ain't boring on tv but imagine myself enduring the super boring one right before my eyes. Lols! But his was funny &amp;amp; interesting. &amp;amp; I managed to get myself listening for that hour xD Not only that, I also pay attention to all the lessons that day. Omg! Laugh Out Loud! Went WestMall with Yan Shan and Rachael, and met Gui Xian and Shirley @ Koufu to eat together. Ate finish and went Teck Whye with Yan Shan to collect my school skirt. Went home straight to prepare after that. Trained all the way to Bugis to meet my sister there. Went to collect Jay's card there and had Sakae for dinner together then home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today, was almost late for school. First time in history. Lols. Yu Ai and Yan Shan thought I ain't going to school. Lols. Wasn't supposed to be late but I don't know, somehow I just kept dilly-dally went preparing for school. Hahas. Alot of incidents happened on the way to school also; give all kinds of vehicles and people bang. And today; I'm late, Jason's so much later! Lol!!! School hours passed very fast today, no idea why too. Went WestMall for lunch first then cabbed to IMM with Yan Shan then back home. Guess I'll be buying the bag I saw there xD There's still school tomorrow ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-457608553240753580?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/457608553240753580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=457608553240753580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/457608553240753580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/457608553240753580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/04/even-though-everything-has-changed-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R_SkhEjsafI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-8gqA6M7lVs/s72-c/Alone_by_lora_tox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-4911231095777737379</id><published>2008-03-30T14:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T14:36:30.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-8wB0jsaeI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ynahKkh3e4I/s1600-h/Iris_04_by_D4D1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-8wB0jsaeI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ynahKkh3e4I/s400/Iris_04_by_D4D1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183414503973087714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So it's all my wishful thinking, even my perception of looking @ you was wrong also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up very early in the morning just to go to the graves. &amp;amp; when we were there; something saddening happened, we received a call somebody passed away ): Am still not sure who it is either. Sighs. Life's really so short. But everything still has to carry on with the loss of a life. Traffic jammed all the way till 12plus going 1 then am I able to go home. Probably have to attend the funeral later D; &amp;amp; 've decided to let matters off and also realise I could really take everything as nothing at all only when I recall, it'll be damn infuriating only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ags &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eplies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ayme: Nevermind luhs. Forgive and forget. Hahas. Sure every night lame non-stop one lohrs!  So many lame people in E4 one. Hais; we really no fate lehs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ebastian: B'cos I feel like deleting @ tht moment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;ui&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;ian: Hahahahas! You boom me; I laugh @ you! Lols. Hahahahas xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;manda: Thank you! :D I miss you alot also! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hermaine: Hello! Yeahs!; really been a longlonglong time already lehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;i: Hahas; you always never online @ night. You every night online; we every night lame together okay? Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;livia: Eys; don't playplay lehs. People th mother, father, brother, sister all very big one lehs. We sure cannot fight one lohrs. Hahas. Later people whole family come slaughter you lehs; you not scared mehs? Lols! I also don't know her how to ask her stop; oh yah my best friend hohrs tht one? Hahas. My BESTEST friend somemore lehs xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-4911231095777737379?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4911231095777737379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=4911231095777737379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/4911231095777737379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/4911231095777737379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-its-all-my-wishful-thinking-even-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-8wB0jsaeI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ynahKkh3e4I/s72-c/Iris_04_by_D4D1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-8614678282103343501</id><published>2008-03-29T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:20:52.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-5cW0jsacI/AAAAAAAAAZE/-rB5kKafJbs/s1600-h/Closer_than_ever__by_MsLemonade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-5cW0jsacI/AAAAAAAAAZE/-rB5kKafJbs/s400/Closer_than_ever__by_MsLemonade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183181768285252034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Everytime I get to think until the opposite only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be going out with Olivia today but something cropped up in between so went out with Eileen cousin instead. Went to Kallang Leisure Park to look around. Very new there and alot of shops still under renovation so not much things to shop for also. Went there and seems like we spent most on cabfare only &gt;.&lt; 5plus took train to Plaza Singapure to meet Austin cousin &amp;amp; girlfriend xD Since is their 1st month together; so bought cake for them as a present. Okay; they're damn sweet luhs. &amp;amp; they must and will last long one :D Around 7pm aparted with them and trained to Bugis. Intended to buy some things there but the moment we reach there, half person got bored already due to the heat there. Didn't quite enjoy in there luhs but still bought one shorts :D Like finally I bought something! Walked around a little longer and then trained to Boon Lay. Intended to go to Eileen's house awhile but Dad came to early so didn't already. Went around to some places with family and back home. So tired and I need alot of sleep but I've got to wake up very early tomorrow, I think but I hope not xDxD ( Will reply tags tomorrow if I have the time )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy first month to Apple &amp;amp; Austin! :D May them last long! :D&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/8992013326145890519-8614678282103343501?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8614678282103343501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=8614678282103343501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8614678282103343501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8614678282103343501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/everytime-i-get-to-think-until-opposite.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-5cW0jsacI/AAAAAAAAAZE/-rB5kKafJbs/s72-c/Closer_than_ever__by_MsLemonade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-4391224748919862693</id><published>2008-03-28T22:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:38:15.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-z_2UjsabI/AAAAAAAAAY8/kLCACSJFyv4/s1600-h/Grace_by_HasuDoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-z_2UjsabI/AAAAAAAAAY8/kLCACSJFyv4/s400/Grace_by_HasuDoll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182798579893037490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not to care, not to bother but to forget and to ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_|_ to the weather. Awhile the sun's scorching and next minute it rained heavily. School was abcdefg... Considered first time for the year we did english work in class, seriously. It's always going through of answers if not admin stuff already. Always the same old thing and this time finally different. Lols. Sad to say; Ms Tan failed because alot people didn't bring ten year series. Ended up everybody has to share. Laughs. Kept on talking and talking to Gui Xian and then asking JiaYi 'bro' to do. Hahas. Okay, we did some ourselves too, by copying from behind. Lols! That's the last lesson, I thought. But still have chinese, and I completely forgotten about it. Shit it all. Headed home straight after the remedial and waited for Olivia's call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2plus went over to WestMall to meet Olivia and bought my stuff. Went kfc to eat and Annabelle came over to join us. Okay; she's really veryveryvery cute! :D @ there talking, fooling about till 4 or 5plus when their friends came over. Headed home after everything and it's pouring heavily. Initially was happy but when the sound effects came along, it suck alot! Just ended one very fun conversation with E4 people and it took us about 1hour or 2 to settle on a plan that we're having. Lols. I guess all of us gonna' have sessions together almost every night on MSN one. Laugh Out Loud! &amp;amp; oh; I guess everything's solved, everything's settled already :D Very tired now; and I think I'll still have to go out tomorrow D: Hahas. Kallang leisure park! :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - 3E4`08 people please remember to bring $4 on Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-4391224748919862693?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4391224748919862693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=4391224748919862693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/4391224748919862693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/4391224748919862693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-to-care-not-to-bother-but-to-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-z_2UjsabI/AAAAAAAAAY8/kLCACSJFyv4/s72-c/Grace_by_HasuDoll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3394238865902904633</id><published>2008-03-27T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:21:11.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-tvWUjsaYI/AAAAAAAAAYk/qIvZk9wGW3I/s1600-h/HongHong_14_by_D4D1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-tvWUjsaYI/AAAAAAAAAYk/qIvZk9wGW3I/s400/HongHong_14_by_D4D1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182358225486113154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't afford to drag to any longer, it's been dragging for such a long time already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_|_ Fuckshit&lt;/span&gt;. One very nice mood got spoilt by the browser. Currently, I can't view anybody's blog at all; I don't know what's wrong, just keeps on having error that's it. &amp;amp; me so retarded telling the customer service people my url. Shit! I know it's stupid, but forget it; I've said already  |: Fuck! After that I feel very happy already because of somethings that I did :D  Went to WestMall to eat after school with Yan Shan, Yu Ai &amp;amp; Gui Xian. Ate &amp;amp; walked around having fun. Lols. Got so pissed off when I found out something; but I'll calm down now. I won't care because I want to forget not because it isn't important but more of I guess I'm too self-center and neither do I have the rights to stop also. &amp;amp; all these could only blame on myself. I've learnt alot now. Around 4 or 5plus we went home already (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've learnt alot from you, I've heard alot about you, I've known many things now. But it'll all not matter a thing to me anymore. Cos' I seriously cannot believe you've changed so much and even if you did, I still believe you'll change back (: &amp;amp; I don't blame anything nor anyone.&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/8992013326145890519-3394238865902904633?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3394238865902904633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3394238865902904633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3394238865902904633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3394238865902904633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/cant-afford-to-drag-to-any-longer-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-tvWUjsaYI/AAAAAAAAAYk/qIvZk9wGW3I/s72-c/HongHong_14_by_D4D1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5276284596684211740</id><published>2008-03-26T17:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:22:27.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-oZ1UjsaXI/AAAAAAAAAYc/uTTfH11-di4/s1600-h/2bfe0e04a8030aec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-oZ1UjsaXI/AAAAAAAAAYc/uTTfH11-di4/s400/2bfe0e04a8030aec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181982725085358450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;_|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a great mood to entertain people (: Been very pissed off almost the whole or to be precise; it's 3 parts of the day; start of the day, recess and end of school hours. One whole day full of rubbish. Went to WestMall when school ended then home around 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-5276284596684211740?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5276284596684211740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5276284596684211740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5276284596684211740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5276284596684211740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-have-great-mood-to-entertain.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-oZ1UjsaXI/AAAAAAAAAYc/uTTfH11-di4/s72-c/2bfe0e04a8030aec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6717690210974629217</id><published>2008-03-25T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:14:39.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-i-eEjsaVI/AAAAAAAAAYM/84OxHiD4QyU/s1600-h/_muffle__by_puppyeyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-i-eEjsaVI/AAAAAAAAAYM/84OxHiD4QyU/s400/_muffle__by_puppyeyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181600795118561618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You &amp;amp; your actions make me feel worst in fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things happened last night. Don't know if I should say is purely just fate or what. But anyway I guess everything's resolved by now, hopefully too (: Felt so sleepy this morning, probably because I slept so late last night and all thanks to two people who were on the phone with me almost the whole time! XD Laughs. We talked for pretty long in fact about this and that. Caused me to sleep so much during school today. But one good thing is there isn't any teacher that waked me up from my sleep, very peaceful. Won second in our level for the cheer yesterday and Ms Tan treated us pizza today. She's damn good okay! She spent around 250 bucks on our pizza. Had those pizza after our independent learning and finished up 12 boxes within 20 minutes; which meant each box is about 1 minute or less and each slice is around 5seconds. Cannot imagine at the pace we are eating lohrs. Lols! I guess among the girls only me and Samantha ate 3 slices xDxD Hahas. It's like the rest all ate 2 slices only and the guys ate even more of course! :DDD Headed to WestMall after that and Jolyn says she wants to come find us ended up I don't know where she went so we just went home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I saw but now I chose to keep to myself already. I don't see a point behind anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ags &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eplies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ebastian: No lehs, I never say that lehs. Every class is equal one lohrs not say can or cannot compare here or there one :D My class also not that good one lohrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ayme: Laughs. Surprisingly we didn't fail in uniformity xD And even more surprising we got second and worst was they wore! Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;an&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;in: Okay, I love you the most but I know you don't love me the most also D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;achael: Good, Look our advice are good right? xD Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;block&gt;&lt;/block&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-6717690210974629217?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6717690210974629217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6717690210974629217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6717690210974629217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6717690210974629217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-your-actions-make-me-feel-worst-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-i-eEjsaVI/AAAAAAAAAYM/84OxHiD4QyU/s72-c/_muffle__by_puppyeyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-1796816382021055578</id><published>2008-03-24T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:45:17.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-eDCkjsaUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FiS4m7WCgMU/s1600-h/1e4b2e7890d55d26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-eDCkjsaUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FiS4m7WCgMU/s400/1e4b2e7890d55d26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181253976509409602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything don't matter anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school very early in the morning and ended up nobody reached yet. Took a very long time then everybody's ready and prepare. Practiced our cheer till assembly time. &amp;amp; then spent 2 lessons doing our cheer. Our teachers are just so good to us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had inter-class cheer competition today, class-by-class. Every class participated and almost everybody took part. Entire hall's filled with enthusiasm. Lols! Damn nervous when it comes to our turn. When having photograph session, we were all playing downstairs. E2, E3, E4 and E5 were bombing each other until Ms Chua came over to scold us. Laughs. Everybody's like super high even after their own cheer. Hahas. Overall's okay cos' we got second place for our level :DDDD Initially thought we wouldn't win at all, end up we did. Hahas. Everybody's quite surprise uhs(?) xD Everything ended when me, Yan Shan, Rachael and Samantha place a bet on what time we'll be leaving school. Laughs, everybody's the winner luhs. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to kfc for lunch with Yan Shan and saw alot of people there. Then went to buy a cake for Nadhirah's belated birthday and went to her house. Jolyn joined shortly. Had lots of fun with Nadhirah and siblings! :D Her Mom ordered kfc for us too! Omg, all of us damn full but still ate xD Left there around 5plus and walked back to interchange. Saw Jason when taking bus so ended up taking same bus and stopping at same stop. I think he lives near RJ's house. Okay, I saw alot alot of bastards today; spoilt my mood alot. Bomb those bastard's family!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; _|_&lt;/span&gt; Come to think of that, makes my blood boil! Shitasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The three cheers, the three cheers, the three cheers for E4!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hip hip hurray! Hip hip hurray! Hip hip hurray!&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/8992013326145890519-1796816382021055578?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1796816382021055578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=1796816382021055578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1796816382021055578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1796816382021055578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/everything-dont-matter-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-eDCkjsaUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FiS4m7WCgMU/s72-c/1e4b2e7890d55d26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6615749888744691756</id><published>2008-03-23T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:23:23.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-YENEjsaTI/AAAAAAAAAX8/HVMgoOS6nDk/s1600-h/In_the_streets_of_Philadelphia_by_aseabra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-YENEjsaTI/AAAAAAAAAX8/HVMgoOS6nDk/s400/In_the_streets_of_Philadelphia_by_aseabra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180833043944597810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry for taking you too lightly and for granted. Even till now I'm still regretting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reached home only. From morning all the way till now, damn tiring. Went Bedok to see the doctor early in the morning and then to some place at Hougang then Bukit Merah, and then to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ingapore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;eneral &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ospital to visit two patients. Went West Coast awhile after visiting and Dad fetched me home. Super tired and there's still school tomorrow ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perhaps it's all too late by now. Maybe it's just the price I've to pay for, for taking everything so lightly. Everytime is when it's lost then we learnt to treasure but sometimes it maybe too late.&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/8992013326145890519-6615749888744691756?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6615749888744691756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6615749888744691756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6615749888744691756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6615749888744691756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-sorry-for-taking-you-too-lightly-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-YENEjsaTI/AAAAAAAAAX8/HVMgoOS6nDk/s72-c/In_the_streets_of_Philadelphia_by_aseabra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3953756576227702355</id><published>2008-03-22T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:10:43.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-Rtz0jsaSI/AAAAAAAAAX0/XOYc6LgW7uY/s1600-h/Demage_by_Narcoleptic01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-Rtz0jsaSI/AAAAAAAAAX0/XOYc6LgW7uY/s400/Demage_by_Narcoleptic01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180386208432023842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only when you've walked away, then I've realised your importance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be going to cousin's house today but ended up didn't due to some reasons. Went out with Olivia instead and her Mom called me. Lols. Went Gombak and slacked there awhile then went over to her place. Saw somebody's sister when we were at Gombak's Macdonalds. Laugh Out Loud! Baked cheesecake, blackcurrent mousse and peach jelly there. Stayed till 9plus going 10 then Dad came over to pick me and went cousin's house to get my shorts and then went home. I'm so damn tired one whole day and I still have to visit the doctor tomorrow ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Only if you make it clearer who you really are implying everything to so as to avoid any misunderstandings unless that's your main motive behind. Cos' it's really hard to guess and understand everything. Sometimes it's not easy to find out also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3953756576227702355?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3953756576227702355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3953756576227702355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3953756576227702355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3953756576227702355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/only-when-youve-walked-away-then-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-Rtz0jsaSI/AAAAAAAAAX0/XOYc6LgW7uY/s72-c/Demage_by_Narcoleptic01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-1262371409148044243</id><published>2008-03-21T21:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T10:10:14.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-OzNkjsaRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gxScdT3jKkk/s1600-h/e0fe9b0c97ed62b2.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-OzNkjsaRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gxScdT3jKkk/s400/e0fe9b0c97ed62b2.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180181042139261202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;It's always too late when you've realise everything. But never lose a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning went over to Rachael's place with Yan Shan, Kai Sheng, Kiat Hwee, Sze Hong, Jun Jie, Pui Ngai, Nicholas, Bang Jie, Wen Xi, Xin Rui and some other people that I cannot remember already xD It's the most embarrassing time of my life when waiting the bus, shan't elaborate. Super embarrassing one. Laughs. Went to the squash court at Rachael's condo for our cheer practice. Practiced all the way till 3 and share cab with Jolyn, Yan Shan, Yu Ai and Jamie. Took train to Clementi to meet cousins, saw BangJie there also and went kbox till 8plus then went home already. Very tired these few days, I don't know what's wrong. Perhaps it's because of the sit-ups we did on Monday that made me so frustrating, so tired and someone that has got no appetite the whole time ): I've been skipping alot of meals by now already; all that's to the amount of sit-ups we have done! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;nglish &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;60 &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hinese &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;74&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;dditional &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;athematics &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;65.7&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;athematics &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;80&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;66.7&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hemistry &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;67.5&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;57&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;hysics &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;58&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37.9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ocial Studies &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;70&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;72&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;eography &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;53.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;nglish; Band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; for both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hinese; Band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; for both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;dditional &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;athematics; Band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;athematics; Band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; for all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hemistry; Band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;hysics; Band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; for both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ocial Studies; Band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;eography; Band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tags Replies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ebastian: Lols. You don't know mehs, I always like that one. Haiyo. Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;an&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;in: Sorry cannot love you the most xDxD Because I'm fair one! You also don't love me the most lohrs! D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;livia: Wait for you; everybody also die already lehs xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;i: Oh My God! YuAi! I'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCARED&lt;/span&gt;! xDxD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ayme: You shall wear that on Monday for us to see, okay? xDxD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hew: ? Lynette?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-1262371409148044243?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1262371409148044243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=1262371409148044243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1262371409148044243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1262371409148044243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-always-too-late-when-youve-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-OzNkjsaRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gxScdT3jKkk/s72-c/e0fe9b0c97ed62b2.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2677346692335560498</id><published>2008-03-20T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:13:32.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-JJKUjsaQI/AAAAAAAAAXk/MR83ohNHQrg/s1600-h/call_me_Emma_2_by_virginia_ateh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-JJKUjsaQI/AAAAAAAAAXk/MR83ohNHQrg/s400/call_me_Emma_2_by_virginia_ateh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179782963095431426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If that's what they call fate, I'll leave it as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But if it isn't, I know I'll be so disappointed because it'll be gone someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to school very early today cos' recently keep reaching school at 7plus already. So I rushed myself the whole morning. End up ... I don't know what to say. Late also (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insert word&lt;/span&gt;), early also (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insert word&lt;/span&gt;). This is why I don't know what it all is. One whole day with very good mood; only until Chemistry it spoilt all. Fuck that teacher! Long story behind. But Geography made everything so much better. I only know I kept laughing non-stop the whole time due to the people around. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;augh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ut &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;oud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to WestMall with Yu Ai and Yan Shan after school for lunch and headed home to change shoe with Yan Shan. &amp;amp; slowly went to school because of the cheer practice we're having and it starts very late. Took a very long time to get everybody anticipated. But the results are definitely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;! :D Went home straight after that. Super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only pray hard it really is fate; I'll ask them tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;Going out to Rachael's place tomorrow for cheer practice and then probably out to town with cousins (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2677346692335560498?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2677346692335560498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2677346692335560498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2677346692335560498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2677346692335560498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-thats-what-they-call-fate-ill-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-JJKUjsaQI/AAAAAAAAAXk/MR83ohNHQrg/s72-c/call_me_Emma_2_by_virginia_ateh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2623981391731011347</id><published>2008-03-19T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:45:33.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-EWnopYQlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ClwvbB2ukJM/s1600-h/Green_by_immacule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-EWnopYQlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ClwvbB2ukJM/s400/Green_by_immacule.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179445916634464850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's such a big change that I don't what has the world become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so tired yesterday after the lifeskills training we had after school ended. I couldn't remember what happened the entire day already. I only knew we played some games during the programme and talk alot of rubbish with the coach. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today we had cheer practice early in the morning and everybody's so listless. When school ended, took bus to Olivia's house and then cabbed to Jurong Point to watch Step Up 2. The movie's damn nice! :DD Went Botak Jones to eat for dinner just now also and now I'm damn full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought I could place trust on you eversince that day. I thought you realise everything and changed. I really thought you've changed back begin to throw those awful thoughts away already. But ended up, I got seriously disappointed. Once again; I mistrusted you. But still I know I could trust you some time again. And the chance will always be here. I've never lose hope because I know there's definitely a way out. There'll be a time where I believe I can trust you again (:&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/8992013326145890519-2623981391731011347?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2623981391731011347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2623981391731011347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2623981391731011347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2623981391731011347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/theres-such-big-change-that-i-dont-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R-EWnopYQlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ClwvbB2ukJM/s72-c/Green_by_immacule.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-769608374860622595</id><published>2008-03-17T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T19:54:07.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R95YVIpYQkI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rW1WGHxQ2NQ/s1600-h/Skulona_lola__by_HealYourself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R95YVIpYQkI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rW1WGHxQ2NQ/s400/Skulona_lola__by_HealYourself.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178673741644186178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I realised I never knew what you're thinking always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started again D; Something that I both dread and wish for. Laughs. Woked up like damn early in the morning and ended up taking my own sweet time preparing that cause me to be later than my usual time. On the way to school, nearly bang into someone cos' I was walking damn fast and that made me paused for so long and walked much much slower instead. I think the people behind me also almost bang until me when I suddenly stopped to see who I'm almost banging onto. The scenerio's like damn funnny at the back. Lols. Reached school, don't see Jolyn and Yan Shan in class. So went down to look for Eunice and saw Olivia just nice. But Eunice haven't reached then I don't know why Yan Shan and Jolyn just walked off when I saw them at third floor. Nevermind. All the super boring lessons are today. Even pe wasn't fun at all! So saddening. Hahas. Had new seating arrangement now ): Why my class always have this kind of seating arrangement one? Wtf. Nevermind. I shall make new friends with my new neighbours now. Laugh Out Loud. Had Chinese Oral after school immediately. Very nervous initiall but after that damn relax and is of cos' one luhs! Hahas. Oral's not that tough and not that easy x] Then had cheer practice after everything. Practice and practice all the way till 6.30pm and dismissed :DDD Walked over to station with Yan Shan, Gui Xian, Bryan, Vickie and Shirley. They're damndamndamn funny people lehs! So comical. Saw Lina on the way also and so stupid she kept seeing at the display. Went over to interchange cos' I forgot can take same bus with Shirley after topping up my card. Saw Yan Leng, Alyah and somebody else that I forget on the way also :D Hahas! &amp;amp; took same bus home with Shirley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw no sign of my family's car on the way back home so thought I'm the first to reach home. Ended up my maid telling me that everybody came back and went out again for social  entertainment. I guess even my sister and brother also busy with their work already ): Sighs. Wanted to ask Mom and Dad something but I guess no chance already; can only wait till tomorrow or some other day or on the phone only(?) So shit okay. Forget it. Hahas. I've sort everything out also already. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not a big deal either!&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-769608374860622595?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/769608374860622595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=769608374860622595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/769608374860622595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/769608374860622595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-realised-i-never-knew-what-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R95YVIpYQkI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rW1WGHxQ2NQ/s72-c/Skulona_lola__by_HealYourself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-4124830859496108341</id><published>2008-03-16T11:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T13:47:52.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9yUMqzeEoI/AAAAAAAAAXE/X2m4fOBcXG8/s1600-h/sleeping_beauty_by_suzi9mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9yUMqzeEoI/AAAAAAAAAXE/X2m4fOBcXG8/s400/sleeping_beauty_by_suzi9mm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178176616938738306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't find myself anywhere near now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've cooped myself in this house and out from the world for don't know how many days by now. Feel so shut down now D; My phone has been so silent for the past few days; reason being, I've turn to silent mode. So pardon me if I take a few hours to reply a message or return a call. I don't know what got into me; just feel so much like shutting myself off from everything. I don't know what's happening right; everything's just is a mess, is a whirl. I kept feeling so irritated as though the world owes me living. Damn fuck. Or maybe I'm really too stressed out by the problems happening recently. Perhaps; I am ): &amp;amp; I'll find a way through myself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's home right now. All's gone out to other places. Got into a small quarrel with Dad over the phone last night and that ended up me without dinner. &amp;amp; today I hadn't got any mood; so I forced myself to sleep ignoring everybody that wake up and ended up now I'm alone at home. Probably is me who has been changing all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I did alot of changes within this whole week. I've refrained myself from going out that often already. I've start working hard and waste less time now. I've changed my blog song and call tone! Laughs. Alot of changes this whole week. Perhaps it's cos' I've learnt some important lessons now (: It's a price I have to pay for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ags &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eplies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;unice: If like that then next time; I forever don't wanna' tag you already luhs. Lols. Tml discuss where to go lohrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ebastian: Yah luhs yah luhs. Nobody wanna' know want luhs. Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;livia: I wait for your call end up midnight already lehs. Ask me go WestMall also never call me sia! Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;manda: You're prettier! :D I miss you alot lehs, ask yr Dad let you back please!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;siwey: Why sweeet? Not at all luhs xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;anxin: Yah of cos' I love you. Since when I don't? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-4124830859496108341?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4124830859496108341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=4124830859496108341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/4124830859496108341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/4124830859496108341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-find-myself-anywhere-near-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9yUMqzeEoI/AAAAAAAAAXE/X2m4fOBcXG8/s72-c/sleeping_beauty_by_suzi9mm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6765456009038858724</id><published>2008-03-15T10:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T19:53:20.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9s9RazeEgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/jmW-qz6fQkU/s1600-h/c6b9fc225c8d28ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 396px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9s9RazeEgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/jmW-qz6fQkU/s400/c6b9fc225c8d28ce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177799566054789634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perhaps none of us were wrong; it's just we were not meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really got nothing better to do right now. I got alot of things to mention, but I don't know where to start from. I guess I've managed to complete half of all the assignments already (: &amp;amp; I guess I've kind of dislocated both my hands during this holiday and it's hurting alot now. In fact; not exactly that much xD Just as long as I don't strain both my hands then it's okay :D But the joint at my elbow's damn obvious cos' of the bone. Just damn gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really running out of things to say; b'cos rotting at home only shows how bored am I. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;augh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ut &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;oud! I'll let some pictures do the talking :D There's still some which are yet to be editted or that I'm too lazy to upload more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9uDVKzeEiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/dpbob-ydKDA/s1600-h/Precious0839+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9uDVKzeEiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/dpbob-ydKDA/s320/Precious0839+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177876596293243426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9uDVazeEkI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Q6tXYTCiGtA/s1600-h/Precious0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9uDVazeEkI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Q6tXYTCiGtA/s320/Precious0909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177876600588210754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9uDVKzeEjI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lfrYzaRCWGo/s1600-h/Precious0766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9uDVKzeEjI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lfrYzaRCWGo/s320/Precious0766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177876596293243442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have alot of things to say but time didn't allow me. Everytime I went to think back; I found alot of memories. Alot of memories that made me don't wanna' forget the times that we've all spent together. Or perhaps none of us was wrong all these while; it's just we were not meant to be D: Alot of scenes went through; we went through alot together. But this time? I guess it's too hard for all of us. Even I don't even know if I could go through these myself. Everytime you give that look, I really cannot bear to let go all the times we've been together. Everytime I was told; to say the truth, but I really don't want to. Cos' I don't wanna' guess the ending. Or maybe I was to afraid to see the ending now. Cos' I've learnt that; sometimes things just happened suddenly and cannot be predicted by us. Everything's destined. I thank you for everything that you've given seriously. I trust time would solve everything between us (:&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/8992013326145890519-6765456009038858724?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6765456009038858724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6765456009038858724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6765456009038858724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6765456009038858724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/perhaps-none-of-us-were-wrong-its-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9s9RazeEgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/jmW-qz6fQkU/s72-c/c6b9fc225c8d28ce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5925332396693611820</id><published>2008-03-14T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T14:54:16.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9oYzqzeEfI/AAAAAAAAAWA/EUmPNQiXVno/s1600-h/prensesin_uykusu_by_fotoMeL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 346px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9oYzqzeEfI/AAAAAAAAAWA/EUmPNQiXVno/s400/prensesin_uykusu_by_fotoMeL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177477997558370802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My fear for that history would repeat itself once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll be stuck @ home for a few more days in order to complete all my assignments ): Without food, without water and with just air together with me now. I've really got nothing better to do right now. I'm rotting and I'm working and I'm playing. Laughs. I'll take my time now to reply all my tags and then back to doing assignments :D &amp;amp; will update later if I get really bored again. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; if I have additional time, I could edit photos and then upload. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the photos will do all the talking :DDDDDDDDD &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;augh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ut &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;oud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ags &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eplies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ebastian: Yah somemore, my foot uhs! Lols. Monday give you the personal shot. Hahas. Shhshh =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;aryan: Of cos I don't miss you luhs! Just kidding luhs! Of cos' miss you luhs! Truckloads, shitloads lehs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;unice: Look! End up is super duper fun right? :D Okay; we'll go to the movies and k-box some other time again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;livia: Later call you kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;enee: Takecare (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;anxin: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I L&lt;/span&gt;ove &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;an&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;in also luhs! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;velyn: Laughs. You help me think better one? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;uixian: If spoil, God punish you automatically one xDxDxD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;siwey: Helllllllooooooooooooooooooooo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-5925332396693611820?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5925332396693611820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5925332396693611820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5925332396693611820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5925332396693611820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-fear-for-that-history-would-repeat.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9oYzqzeEfI/AAAAAAAAAWA/EUmPNQiXVno/s72-c/prensesin_uykusu_by_fotoMeL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5781807803450626338</id><published>2008-03-13T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:06:03.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9kIj6zeEeI/AAAAAAAAAV4/aPXv586cBBw/s1600-h/Icy_voices__by_Shinjino7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9kIj6zeEeI/AAAAAAAAAV4/aPXv586cBBw/s400/Icy_voices__by_Shinjino7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177178659812676066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There isn't a need to have a reason behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got damn irritated the entire day yesterday. I don't know. I get angry at every little thing that happen. Went to rebond and trim my fringe yesterday. It ended up like @#$%^&amp;amp;*! Forget it. It can't be undone either. After my rebonding, I travelled all the way to Causeway Point just to sit Dad's car and fetch my sister home when I'm already at Batok doing my rebonding. Got damn fret up the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today went out with Eileen and Justin cousin to study. Ended up we did more talking than working. Laugh Out Loud! Been so long since we've all talk already. Cos' I'm the one who always didn't turn up at West Coast gathering every Sunday xD Will be having dinner outside with family to celebrate brother's birthday today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I never like people to assume everything. I don't like the way people think they're always right especially the grown-ups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm damn scared if all that glances meant so much. I'll be really damn scared if that's gonna' come true.&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/8992013326145890519-5781807803450626338?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5781807803450626338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5781807803450626338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5781807803450626338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5781807803450626338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/there-isnt-need-to-have-reason-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9kIj6zeEeI/AAAAAAAAAV4/aPXv586cBBw/s72-c/Icy_voices__by_Shinjino7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-1751815423011020844</id><published>2008-03-12T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:46:16.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9dQOKzeEdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Vf9lsZsNsl4/s1600-h/Can__t_Forget_by_Shadow_Pyro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9dQOKzeEdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Vf9lsZsNsl4/s400/Can__t_Forget_by_Shadow_Pyro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176694501034299858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgetting is harder than remembering. There's won't be any chance D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updating like so early in the morning right now cos' I'm feeling damn devastated, irritated, angry, sad, whatever emotions that could be thought of. It's just all that can already. Life's just so unfair alright. I don't why either ]: I had so many dreams just now; sweet, bitter, sour. Lols! Am going out later for rebonding, I think. Only if I prepare on time and don't miss my appointment xD Headed to Bugis alone yesterday pathetically. Laugh Out Loud! My maid and sister were there already, so I had to travel there myself. Hahas. Nevermind; at least there's people to accompany me and also my psp xDxD Spent alot yesterday on alot of useless stuff. Ate and bought some stationaries only already cause us $200! Wth. Until now I cannot imagine how we shopped. Around 10plus Dad came to fetch us home :DDD I'm so lazy to get prepare to go out right now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-1751815423011020844?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1751815423011020844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=1751815423011020844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1751815423011020844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1751815423011020844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/forgetting-is-harder-than-remembering.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9dQOKzeEdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Vf9lsZsNsl4/s72-c/Can__t_Forget_by_Shadow_Pyro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3983189000909400999</id><published>2008-03-11T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T16:02:22.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9Y486zeEcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/bQrCt3dFFYQ/s1600-h/d437e8058bb16e68.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9Y486zeEcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/bQrCt3dFFYQ/s400/d437e8058bb16e68.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176387440937406914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;It's better to have loved and lost than to never be loved at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had remedials these two days. Yesterday was Maths and Social Studies and today was English. It's a total shit having the need to return to school during the holidays. But one thing good is; I don't have to rot at home :D Social Studies remedial was rather interesting cos' Mr Nazar has alot of comments. Lols! And before Social Studies remedial, Yuai, Jolyn &amp;amp; I went to help Ms Parvathi shift some of her things to the new staff room and also hearing her whine alot about her job. Lmaos. After remedial yesterday, met Olivia at West Mall awhile cos' she wants to buy some things. Then I had to rush home and prepare. Prepared till 1plus then asked Eunice and Jolyn to meet at station there. And trained over to Jurong Enter. Went kbox and around 3plus going 4 Yan Shan came. And she wasted her money coming in cos' she didn't sing at all ._. Sang till highhigh with Eunice :DDD After our singing session together, we went to take neoprints. Laugh Out Loud! Took finish with one machine then sent Yan Shan down cos' she wants to go home. &amp;amp; we went back taking, using another machine. Took train home after everything. So long since I've enjoyed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today after remedial; we went kfc for lunch. Sat there talking and talking for damndamndamn long. After that went walking around and sent Yan Shan and Yu Ai to mrt station and bus interchange. &amp;amp; met Olivia at West Mall while Jolyn went elsewhere. Walked around again and took bus back home. And everytime she'll say about the same person at the same place one. This one is confirm one! xD Accompany her wait bus and home sweet home :DDDD Going out later to meet sister and maid at Bugis to shopshop (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3983189000909400999?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3983189000909400999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3983189000909400999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3983189000909400999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3983189000909400999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-better-to-have-loved-and-lost-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9Y486zeEcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/bQrCt3dFFYQ/s72-c/d437e8058bb16e68.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3113058800565415483</id><published>2008-03-09T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T13:07:56.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9NsIKzeEbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/k9a0PqaiSMo/s1600-h/Alice_in_Wonderland__by_yildiztozu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9NsIKzeEbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/k9a0PqaiSMo/s400/Alice_in_Wonderland__by_yildiztozu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175599284373819826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It hadn't been easy all these while. It really isn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot imagine myself rotting at home yesterday already. But luckily, my dinner saved me. Lols. For the sake of having dinner, my sister and I went over to West Mall to meet Mummy for dinner at Sakae. Ordered alot of food when we just finish the pizza we ordered home. Lmaos! But ended up we still manage to finish most xD Walked around at West Mall to buy things. Bought alot of guidebooks and ten year series for myself. Omg! I can die with that amount. Coincidently saw Sebastian and co. there too. Laughs! Played arcade with my sister and mommy awhile before going home. Bought alot alot of junks at West Mall. Lols. Keep seeing alot people this week, and I don't know why I didn't even notice until they tell me. Lols! Sean said he saw me at Jurong Point the other day and I don't quite have any impression. Worst was Jun Wei saw me like yesterday, I think; and I didn't even notice at all. Not a single impression! Omg. I think I have spilt personality or else I wouldn't be able for not noticing the people around one mahs D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already cannot stand myself rotting one whole day at home yesterday already and today I'm still rotting non-stop. Lols. Went out early in the morning to many places for eating breakfast only and ended up only until 12 then we reached home. Somemore still need to ask my uncle to fetch me and my sister home cos' my parents still wanna' continue going some other places. I wanna' die already! D; Have to continue rotting till tomorrow ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3113058800565415483?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3113058800565415483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3113058800565415483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3113058800565415483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3113058800565415483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-hadnt-been-easy-all-these-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9NsIKzeEbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/k9a0PqaiSMo/s72-c/Alice_in_Wonderland__by_yildiztozu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6471192564588065464</id><published>2008-03-08T12:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:41:38.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9IXQ6zeEaI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WtZnpDS2d4M/s1600-h/Open_by_LonelyPierot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9IXQ6zeEaI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WtZnpDS2d4M/s400/Open_by_LonelyPierot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175224501232603554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kept waiting and waiting; but never once knew what was going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going to rot at home for the whole of today. Omg! Just one Saturday is enough to kill me already. Watched ' Playboy Cops ' just now on the Internet to kill time away. It's damn cool and super saddening, I tell you. It's a very nice movie but it's pretty gross when it comes to killing D: I don't know what I can do for one whole day at home now. I'm to lazy to do anything yet I'm to energetic to sleep ]: What on Earth is going on? Or is it the Earth's rotating at the wrong direction now? Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All those stories/rumours kept moving and changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I chose not to believe but I have to believe what my eyes sees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not that there's anything influencing my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But there's just too many witnesses for this, and I don't know why so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's my eyes that sees and so I had to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe I still don't understand you that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; Only when you want people to change, is only when you've changed yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So everything changes together when you've changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the speed that we're moving in.&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/8992013326145890519-6471192564588065464?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6471192564588065464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6471192564588065464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6471192564588065464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6471192564588065464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/kept-waiting-and-waiting-but-never-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9IXQ6zeEaI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WtZnpDS2d4M/s72-c/Open_by_LonelyPierot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-472540224280196708</id><published>2008-03-07T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:22:51.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9FNrazeEXI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0OOWGAHAXtI/s1600-h/vintage__by_SmallStranGer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9FNrazeEXI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0OOWGAHAXtI/s400/vintage__by_SmallStranGer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175002855150326130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Every step taken is harder than it seems like. It gets tougher and deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all got so mixed up right at this moment now. I cannot imagine life going on this way anymore. Stories everyday? I don't know. I've been hearing alot of stories from Eunice everyday. Lols. Everyday different thing, different characters. Hahas. Last day of school and there's so many tests and holiday assignments. I don't understand what are holidays to us now. Went home straight after our remedial to prepare. &amp;amp; met Eunice at 4. Went over to Jurong Point again. Watched ' The waterhorse ' there, quite a nice movie. Although it's pretty boring at the start, but it gets more interesting after that. &amp;amp; Coincidently, Gui Xian and friends went there for movies too. But didn't spot till them. Lols! Went to Jurong Enter after the movie for a few rounds of arcade there. And went back to meet my sister for lunch while Eunice went with some other people xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-472540224280196708?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/472540224280196708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=472540224280196708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/472540224280196708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/472540224280196708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/every-step-taken-is-harder-than-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R9FNrazeEXI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0OOWGAHAXtI/s72-c/vintage__by_SmallStranGer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5979039608595724657</id><published>2008-03-06T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T18:09:17.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8_ABV7ORTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/EryPFo_oIOE/s1600-h/what_you_need__what_you_want_by_leAlmighty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8_ABV7ORTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/EryPFo_oIOE/s400/what_you_need__what_you_want_by_leAlmighty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174565626169935154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;If you are not long, I will wait here for you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not have the energy to update yesterday cos' it was raining which made me feel so sleepy the whole day. Went to WestMall for ice-cream and then back home already. Reached home, I came out again. Went down to the bus-stop and got super wet in the rain. Accompanied Olivia there till 6plus and went home already. By that time, I'm really very sleepy and tired already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today, everything went so wrong. Woke up late, had to rush and rush like an idoit, had oral presentation and quite abit of disputes D; Cabbed to Jurong Point when Maths remedial ended. Watched ' The Leap Years ' there. Quite a nice show :D After the movie ended, walked around there looking for my mango pudding with Yan Shan. Omg! I'm craving for mango pudding so much these days! xD Headed home after failing to find my pudding D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're changed so much, my dear friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I no longer know who you are now, you're just not the same anymore ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; It's a sad thing to say, this will not be a good start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Also none of us wanted this to occur; Or is it that you who wanted history to repeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe or probably, I don't know ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; It's 12 more days to one of my dear friend's birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know when she'll be back. But I do miss her D;&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/8992013326145890519-5979039608595724657?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5979039608595724657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5979039608595724657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5979039608595724657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5979039608595724657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-you-are-not-long-i-will-wait-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8_ABV7ORTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/EryPFo_oIOE/s72-c/what_you_need__what_you_want_by_leAlmighty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3061892038265736181</id><published>2008-03-04T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T20:27:29.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R802ChxuKEI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cIV8opNjhLg/s1600-h/Drive_me_home_by_korny_pnk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R802ChxuKEI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cIV8opNjhLg/s400/Drive_me_home_by_korny_pnk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173850963973122114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have given in all that I could and will never have any regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more days to holidays already :DDDDD Had life-skills programme this afternoon, and is super boring about the DISC profiling. Took 2 hours of our time just for that boring programme and doing nothing the whole time. After that went to WestMall awhile and then back home already :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3061892038265736181?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3061892038265736181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3061892038265736181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3061892038265736181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3061892038265736181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/have-given-in-all-that-i-could-and-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R802ChxuKEI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cIV8opNjhLg/s72-c/Drive_me_home_by_korny_pnk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-178679939311143825</id><published>2008-03-03T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:28:14.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8vBz3-v0tI/AAAAAAAAAUc/TtcCrOg7y3k/s1600-h/Pain_by_purpleponto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8vBz3-v0tI/AAAAAAAAAUc/TtcCrOg7y3k/s400/Pain_by_purpleponto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173441693909766866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Given in too much and nothing to take back D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so boring being in school now. I want holidays badly now! :D Saturdays and Sundays are too short to get high and be happy D; Pe in the morning today. Standing broad jump and captain's ball for today. Super fun during captain's ball cos' everybody super high in playing. &amp;amp; seeing people doing standing broad jump is like @#$%^&amp;amp;*%! How on earth can these people jump so far one?!! 2m plus lehs. Omg! I guess only pe was the most fun of the day already. The rest of the lesson's like @#$%^&amp;amp;*#! School ended still have to stay back to wait for Yan Shan cos' she haven't finish up her maths, unlike me xDxD Went to koufu to eat after that. Then saw Eunice and co. Walked down together and then home [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From Gui Xian &amp;amp; Eunice &amp;amp; Sebastian (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. name - Emilyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. birthday - 27 January&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. height - don't wanna' mention; it's just &lt;s&gt;short&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. school - Bukit View SS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. best friend(s) - Alot(?) xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FAVOURITES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. high-fashion brand - There's too many!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. food - Anything at the right time when I crave for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. colour - Any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. song - Alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. music - Alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. number - 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. word - ?.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. memory - Dont know D;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9. snack - Whatever that I crave for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10. person - everybody :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q&amp;amp;A ; SELF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. are you happy with yourself? Not quite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. do you wish you could change something about yourself? Yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. what's your nicest feature? Don't know.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. do you wish to have a twin? Quite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. what's your biggest fear? Pests. Anything's that's disgusting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6. what's your greatest achievment? Don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. do you want to be famous? Don't know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. do you think you are better than your friends? No comments.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. do you think you are trendy? Don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10. what's your style? No comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q&amp;amp;A ; LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. who &amp;amp; when was your first kiss? abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. do you have a crush? Don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. if yes, what's the last letter of your crush's name? abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. if no, who was your last crush? abcdefghjklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. how many ex-es have you had? 1234567890&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. if you could erase one of your past relationships, which would it be? Don't know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7. what's your sexual status? No comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. do you believe in sex before or after marriage? Depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9. do you always get the people you want? Don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10. have you been turned down? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. ashley or mary-kate? None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. straight or curly? Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. heels or flats? Both&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. black or white? Both&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. jimmy choos or manolo blahniks? No comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. louis vuitton or chanel? Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7. half empty or half full? No comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8. paris or milan? Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. skirts or pants? Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. long or short hair? Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5 PEOPLE TO DO THIS ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anybody ( X5 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lmaos. Why everybody's crush also end with 'N'? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-178679939311143825?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/178679939311143825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=178679939311143825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/178679939311143825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/178679939311143825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/given-in-too-much-and-nothing-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8vBz3-v0tI/AAAAAAAAAUc/TtcCrOg7y3k/s72-c/Pain_by_purpleponto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-837920491012249337</id><published>2008-03-02T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:57:01.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8pn3X-v0sI/AAAAAAAAAUU/GHb4jFQICnQ/s1600-h/Swallow_by_EnglishSnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8pn3X-v0sI/AAAAAAAAAUU/GHb4jFQICnQ/s400/Swallow_by_EnglishSnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173061323016098498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All will change for the better(?) Or maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One whole day @ home again. I guess I've completed all my work already, if I'm not wrong xD Getting so bored with the life now already D; Maybe it's cos' everybody's a changed thing now ]; Ordered kfc home again and it's almost every Sunday we are ordering kfc now :O RotRottRottt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly saying, I just don't like the way everything is now! B'cos there's no head, there's no tail; there's no starting, there's no ending. Everything around guessing and guessing D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-837920491012249337?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/837920491012249337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=837920491012249337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/837920491012249337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/837920491012249337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-will-change-for-better-or-maybe-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8pn3X-v0sI/AAAAAAAAAUU/GHb4jFQICnQ/s72-c/Swallow_by_EnglishSnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6148060539573662881</id><published>2008-03-01T11:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T18:49:50.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8ky6n-v0rI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5PNXkgtfPfU/s1600-h/Memory_by_Psillocybin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8ky6n-v0rI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5PNXkgtfPfU/s400/Memory_by_Psillocybin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172721629757690546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B'cos I just want end and stop this game. Don't wanna' continue playing anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to Cck first then to CauseWay Point. Watched CJ7 and ate at Pizza Hut. The movie's like out so long and now then we went to watch. Lmaos! After the movie went elsewhere and then back home already. I can't remember what happened in between also. Severe memory loss currently and at the moment I want to forget many things also :D &amp;amp; I finally found my phone this afternoon before heading out! Like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; finally&lt;/span&gt;! xD Have also uploaded the photos during the day out to Cineleisure with cousins on don't know which day. Just some day that we played so high and ate alot of sweets and also going around disturbing people, I think. Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope everything goes well for Olivia on Monday cos' she has to return to hospital D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8jKr3-v0lI/AAAAAAAAATc/QRy87k43_IA/s1600-h/Precious0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8jKr3-v0lI/AAAAAAAAATc/QRy87k43_IA/s200/Precious0650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172607027145331282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8jKsH-v0mI/AAAAAAAAATk/JC5cCu1ORo4/s1600-h/Precious0648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8jKsH-v0mI/AAAAAAAAATk/JC5cCu1ORo4/s200/Precious0648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172607031440298594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8jKsn-v0oI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AnPaLN6j3Pg/s1600-h/Precious0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8jKsn-v0oI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AnPaLN6j3Pg/s200/Precious0644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172607040030233218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8jKs3-v0pI/AAAAAAAAAT8/WYLjGtFzG_o/s1600-h/Precious0631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8jKs3-v0pI/AAAAAAAAAT8/WYLjGtFzG_o/s200/Precious0631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172607044325200530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8jLTn-v0qI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RH-ADAD9tTc/s1600-h/Precious0645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8jLTn-v0qI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RH-ADAD9tTc/s200/Precious0645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172607710045131426" 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/8992013326145890519-6148060539573662881?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6148060539573662881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6148060539573662881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6148060539573662881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6148060539573662881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/bcos-i-just-want-end-and-stop-this-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8ky6n-v0rI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5PNXkgtfPfU/s72-c/Memory_by_Psillocybin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6267081986460478740</id><published>2008-02-29T19:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T20:53:27.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8fzbH-v0kI/AAAAAAAAATU/VDpoolsm264/s1600-h/floored_again_by_andrewfphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8fzbH-v0kI/AAAAAAAAATU/VDpoolsm264/s400/floored_again_by_andrewfphoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172370344382550594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;One special day is today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still went to school today no matter how tired I am (: Good gracious :DDDDD But attended school like camp still. It seems like everybody's still in the camp spirit. Laugh Out Loud! Got out English paper back today and it's like finally. But first time in my life getting such low marks, seriously. Failed like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; badly cans. Seriously, cannot imagine at all. But I guess there'll be somemore marks to amend for the paper [: &amp;amp; something happened during recess that caused my uniform to be so dirty. Asshole Sebastian! Damn fret up only until Chemistry where everybody's so united to disturb M.F. Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school headed to 204 with Eunice to meet Olivia there. Waited there for some people and meanwhile staying there talking to Eunice sister. A while and saw Yan Shan with Kai Ting, so stopped them. &amp;amp; we all stayed at 204 talking and talking until the people comes. Walked over to station together with them and Olivia. Then they left for elsewhere while me and Olivia went to buy our movie tickets and ate at Sakae. Watched ' 2 Faces Of My Girlfriend '. Quite a nice movie, sad &amp;amp; happy (: After the movie then we head home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuck! I'm still so irritated after so long because of some stuffs especially and also because I still haven't found my another phone. Like shit! It's been 3 days already and I still cannot find it! Wtf! I feel like murdering somebody right now at this moment, seriously! Searched everywhere in the house and I still cannot find it! Really can die. Somebody help my figure one good way to find my phone please! I'm so tired of finding it D;&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/8992013326145890519-6267081986460478740?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6267081986460478740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6267081986460478740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6267081986460478740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6267081986460478740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-special-day-is-today-d-still-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8fzbH-v0kI/AAAAAAAAATU/VDpoolsm264/s72-c/floored_again_by_andrewfphoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3219260196555068810</id><published>2008-02-28T19:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:50:17.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8an0J1ECcI/AAAAAAAAATE/jEVeHYisGvQ/s1600-h/in_love_and_death_by_stupid_princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8an0J1ECcI/AAAAAAAAATE/jEVeHYisGvQ/s400/in_love_and_death_by_stupid_princess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172005736515111362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Emilyn/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no school today cos' it's Independent Day but there is tomorrow D; Veryvery tired now b'cos I've just finished almost all of the homework already. Super tiring one. But I ate like supersuper much today xD Pasta, chicken stew, tidbits &amp;amp; etc etc. Laugh out loud! Alot right? Alot till like hungry ghost eat one. Lmaos! Ate so much cos' during camp somehow didn't eat alot all the time and somemore lack of alot alot alot of sugar and keep having gastric eversince zigzagzigzag XDXDXD Wth! Don't quite feel like going to school tomorrow but think I'll still be going for the sake of knowing the letter writing format -.- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zigzagzigzagzigzag zzzz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! _|_&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fucking Irritated now cos' I can't find my stupid phone! Grrrs. It's always lost in this stupid house. Asshole!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! _|_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3219260196555068810?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3219260196555068810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3219260196555068810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3219260196555068810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3219260196555068810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-love-and-death-by-stupid-princess-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R8an0J1ECcI/AAAAAAAAATE/jEVeHYisGvQ/s72-c/in_love_and_death_by_stupid_princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2847756805434946912</id><published>2008-02-27T17:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:09:56.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally the camp's over. Cannot stand the heat, dirt and etc there. Home's still the best :D Took Olivia's car on Monday morning to school. Headed for school like super early. We're just like retards. Lmaos. Instructors came to our school &amp;amp; all the team building games with our group members. Half a class in one group, and played quite alot of games. Played all the way until it's time to leave for the campsite already. Reached there, realised it's so much better compared to primary 5 camp which was just opposite only. Lols! Settled down and started all our activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had all the low and high element obstacles on day one. &amp;amp; seeing alot other classes having water games which is very disgusting. Did high element obstacle instead of the low element one, cos' not enough time. Jolyn did the tyres with wooden panels one. Everybody looked at her for one whole hour up there. Hahas! While me and Yan Shan did the walking on the rope one, cos' that's assigned to our group only. It's damn boring one. After that at night played 'kidnapped'. &amp;amp; our group was the last! Lols. Alot of things happen in between also, but I forgot already xD After everything then was forced to sleep. But didn't sleep, look at everyone sleeping only ): Phoned Olivia and talk all the way till 3plus. Hahas. Lie on the bunk doing nothing like that, only staring into space and waiting for the time to pass faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast and water games on day two. Had nature rumble, kayaking and rafting. Having water games and it's drizzling the whole day. So it's damndamndamn cold. The nature rumble's damn gross, damn disgusting! The mud's like elephant shit! Lmaos. Seriously stink alot, cannot understand why other classes had so much fun. Seeing all the class so filthy after the nature rumble and not ours. All of us like still so clean after this. Hahas. Had kayaking, and paired up with Jolyn. Asshole one xDDDD Keep on hit my head. Lols. Kept on banging on to others all the time. Then had rafting, which was damndamndamndamn boring. Worst of all the activities, cos' we only stood there seeing the guys building the raft and going out into the sea. After all the water activities, I'm like freezing cold cos' the 'infantry' sprayed water at us before we left. Somemore it's still drizzling! Had lunch, and preparation for camp after that. &amp;amp; campfire on 7. Fun, fun, fun! Some people's parents came for the campfire also. Somemore Mrs Tan all that also come! O: Lucky they never spoil mood [: After the campfire, everybody went to sleep already. Again, see everybody sleeping and me lying on the bunk thinking and staring into space. Lmaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had cleaning on day 3 before leaving campsite D: Lucky our job was easy. Just walking around only. After everything, headed back to school. Waited for Olivia and went over to 213 then 204. Wait and wait and wait for her. Lmaos. After that cabbed home, put down my things and cabbed over to her house for lunch. Headed home after lunch (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food at the camp is like $&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;#^%#*%$ Nothing to describe it, all's just not to my liking &gt;:/ Don't know why always no appetite when eating the food. It's like, don't eat also better. But still eat in the end and share with some people around xDDDD Bigbig thank you to our instructors, Natalie and Candice! :DDDDDDD Other instructors also luhs :DDDDDDDD All the instructors there are like super high, super friendly one. Awhile act cute, awhile act fierce, awhile act friendly and alot etc etc.. Like instructor Ahmad suddenly asked me; 'Do I look like hamtaro? Must answer honestly!' Lols. I said 'no' and he next minute changed already. He said :' Why your class so many rows, go behind squeeze luhs!' It's as though damn fierce but can quite tell is joke cos after that he say if he can find space behing for us to sit, we have to clean toilets with him. Everybody behind me like shocked until then suggest just squeeze, like so funny cans. Cos' instructor Ahmad suddenly say he's just joking only. Like scared we all only. Then another one was the infantry claiming that letting us sit under the rain is a romantic thing. Lols. And the instructor CK says he like guys, &amp;amp; he really looks like a gay especially when he tell me he really detest girls alot and still claiming he's damn handsome. Lmaos. &amp;amp; my brother said: 'they're so thick-skinned' Laugh Out Loud!!!!!! Alot things happened in between instructors and campers. Just damn funny lohrs. Like watching comedy. Lols! &amp;amp; finally the camp's over! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god there's no school tomorrow (: Thank you 3E4, instructors Candice &amp;amp; Natalie and everybody else for making this camp so wonderful :D Remember we're the best batch! :DDDDDDD Also 3E4's the best one xD Cos' we went out the furthest when kayaking out in the sea and only class that's so clean after nature rumble xDDD Also thank you instructors Candice &amp;amp; Natalie for leaving their autographs behind ((((((: This camp's the best even though many of us somehow loathe it alot cos' of the dirtiness, insects, pests, weather, teachers and alot other reasons but still it turned out to be a successful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The three cheers, the three cheers, the three cheers for everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2847756805434946912?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2847756805434946912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2847756805434946912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2847756805434946912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2847756805434946912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-camps-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5513644855584683</id><published>2008-02-24T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:54:23.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp tomorrow. Don't quite look forward to it. Phoned so many people at the very last minute to ask for this and that. Lmaos. Rot the entire day at home. I don't even know what I'm doing at times. It's like different persons at different times. Laugh out loud. Just like a patient feeding on pills that has side effects such as it'll cost the patient to have hallucinations and still claiming he/she doesn't have when people around are speaking of it. Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like going to school with that super big bag of mine luhs! I don't want! Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-5513644855584683?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5513644855584683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5513644855584683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5513644855584683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5513644855584683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/camp-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3859363868938225066</id><published>2008-02-23T19:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:29:11.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Does it really have to change everything? I really wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Queensway, Bugis and Peninsular today with Olivia. First time so shag, so restless. Seriously, I don't know what's happening either. Eversince don't know when, I've become like this. Maybe it's true, it's really dying already. Lmaos. 'Ve tried my best already ): Went home before the sun sets. Lols! Going to WestMall around 9 to watch movie with my sister :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Editted)&lt;br /&gt;Backed from the movie. Watch L change the world :D Very nice. If there's a chance, confirm watch again (: Saw my good sister's boyfriend after the movie also. Lmaos. World's so small. Hahas. Then took bus home with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how gifted you are, you alone cannot change the world. To Near from Legendary L (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3859363868938225066?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3859363868938225066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3859363868938225066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3859363868938225066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3859363868938225066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/does-it-really-have-to-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2329131196843213821</id><published>2008-02-22T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T22:07:43.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is like hell now. Alot of things going on and it's all like a dream to me. Maybe it's really all numb and I've got to feign it isn't ): Lmaos. After school headed home to prepare and then went to meet Eunice, Jolyn and Yanshan. Took cab down to Queensway to buy the things that are needed for the camp. Awhile Jolyn and Eunice left for elsewhere. Walked around with YanShan and then went IMM also. Seriously walk till I can faint already. I don't know what's wrong; it's just as though the world's spinning non-stop, even until now it still is. It all became so numb eversince I don't know when either. Went home around 8 and it's like so early! xDxDxD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2329131196843213821?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2329131196843213821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2329131196843213821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2329131196843213821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2329131196843213821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/school-is-like-hell-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6047085630304976492</id><published>2008-02-21T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:27:22.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(179, 179, 179);font-size:78%;" &gt;Ccb! Like dogshit! Damn irritated. I don't know what went wrong, just got so irritated recently. &amp;amp; yet I've to tolerate it and show that emotionless expression. Wtf! Shit you, assholes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Olivia dad's car to school today. Nearly flunked almost all of my papers. Geography common test this afternoon. Lied to teacher about having tuition to run away from that useless audition. Ate @ West Mall. Took bus home. 'Ve got no mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am left with no choice, cos' I really getting so filled up with so many things &amp;amp; it's all so frustrating. Cos' all's a different thing now. It aches so much that it's all numb now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-6047085630304976492?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6047085630304976492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6047085630304976492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6047085630304976492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6047085630304976492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/ccb-like-dogshit-damn-irritated.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3100520741736143038</id><published>2008-02-20T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:19:44.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Olivia this morning @ usual place. This time nobody's late. Lmaos. Went to school and there's like so many things happening. Alot of things today, until every lesson can fall asleep. After school intended to wait for Yan Shan after her meeting but awhile then don't know where she &amp;amp; Jolyn went. So stayed together with Olivia &amp;amp; Hweekoon &amp;amp; etc... Then went 204 and back home @ 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3100520741736143038?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3100520741736143038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3100520741736143038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3100520741736143038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3100520741736143038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/met-olivia-this-morning-usual-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-4907233074750143870</id><published>2008-02-19T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:01:46.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fate cannot be predicted(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning met Olivia before going school. Lmaos. Meet her @ 7, she tell me she need 4.30 wake up prepare liao. Laugh Out Loud! Slowly go school, then she stayed at 213 while I went in. Seriously can die in school with Chemistry lessons now. Every single thing we do also as if being watched. Wth! Damn irritated. Old lady so outdated somemore. Seriously alot worst than Ms Gopal all those. Ask me cut hair when no other teachers claiming that it's VERY long yet. Everything also bullshit one. So damn irritated by that Mrs Foong the whole time! &gt;: Every other lessons were so much better :D Went to kfc after self study and back home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Or is it really that all these is fated? I never knew what you were thinking ever since then. Not even those eye shots clear anything ):&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/8992013326145890519-4907233074750143870?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4907233074750143870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=4907233074750143870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/4907233074750143870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/4907233074750143870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/fate-cannot-be-predicted-every-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-8510829873406842121</id><published>2008-02-18T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:27:42.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Never the same or still the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lacking of sleeeeeep D: Very tired until no energy for 2.4km run today; until I'm so deadbeat. Maths common test today also, didn't even revised. Past few day out to different places. Lols. After our papers, headed to Burger King with Yan Shan &amp;amp; Yu Ai. Sent Yu Ai to interchange after eating and shopped around at West Mall awhile before heading home. I'm really very very very very very very very very tired ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Perhaps it really lies between us only (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-8510829873406842121?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8510829873406842121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=8510829873406842121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8510829873406842121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8510829873406842121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/never-same-or-still-same-orchard-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-449189383484231164</id><published>2008-02-17T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:37:15.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;She said: You're never alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Bugis around 2plus. Like always tht time go out one, everything. Cabbed to Outram and trained from there. Spent very long time looking to Austin's birthday present, &amp;amp; like finally. Lols. Then took our time buy this buy that. It's like I'm buying things everyday now D: After that trained back to Clementi to have our dinner and played arcade there till Aunt came to fetch us. Reached grandparents house and went back home straight.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, I don't know what's wrong these day with me now. Practically everyday will quarrel with somebody or show people attitude. The problem still lies in me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-449189383484231164?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/449189383484231164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=449189383484231164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/449189383484231164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/449189383484231164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/she-said-youre-never-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-154604325972693397</id><published>2008-02-16T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T10:06:28.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe letting it be the way it is, is still better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met cousins at around 3 today. Then trained to Cineleisure. Planned to watch movie there, ended up changed our minds. Laugh out loud! Shopped around instead of watching movie. It's like we were walking around aimlessly. Kept seeing alot people there. Just reach there only then saw the disturbing guy that took my old psp. Lmaos. Left there around 6 cos' initially needed to go the other side grandparents' house for steamboat session also. End up also never. Just go one side's steamboat session. Trained back and spent time @ Clementi, played arcade and disturbed people around. Slowly stroll back to grandparents' house also. Hahas. Seriously very irritated at there. It's like always new year give that kind of attitude to us. So what when we're younger? Shit the adults. Treat us like dogs and expect us to treat them as gods. Bullshit only. Want us study hard, all of us already do to the maximum; still expect more. Really damn irritated. Went home after watching my show. Seriously cannot stand them every cny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-154604325972693397?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/154604325972693397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=154604325972693397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/154604325972693397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/154604325972693397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/maybe-letting-it-be-way-it-is-is-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-7907468934951927378</id><published>2008-02-15T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:37:39.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Everything doesn't requires an explanation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lack of sleep, I cannot sleep! I'm hungry yet I've got no appetite eating unless it's my fav. food. I think I'm really suffering from either appendix, aneroxia* or gastric or whatever shits*. School's like nothing special, nothing to describe it. Just study &amp;amp; silents. Really sucks when the teacher already looks boring enough. After school had remedials and Mdm Gao kept insisting on keeping us when there's a staff lunch. Wth! So stubborn. Ended up it makes no difference at all -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home straight to prepare and went to Batok station after everything. Met Eunice there and trained down to Bugis. Kept on changing our minds on going where; end up still Bugis. It's like there's reallyreallyreally nothing there already. Seriously so irritated; keep cannot find clothes that I like. Ended up really anyhow and bought flats &amp;amp; tees. Lols. Everything also bought the same with Eunice (: Evil twin. Hahas. Around 7plus trained back Batok and got Daddy to fetch my from West Mall. Cos' promised to accompany them to their cousin's house tonight; have been dragging it since last week already. Finally kept my promise to them xDD 9plus headed home already. My eyelids are seriously gonna' close already. Hahas! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-7907468934951927378?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7907468934951927378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=7907468934951927378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7907468934951927378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7907468934951927378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/everything-doesnt-requires-explanation.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2101768207639293681</id><published>2008-02-14T17:47:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T18:19:06.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R7QSD51ECTI/AAAAAAAAAR8/D2bBedowgRg/s1600-h/Precious0544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 137px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R7QSD51ECTI/AAAAAAAAAR8/D2bBedowgRg/s320/Precious0544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166774530773092658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Fate or luck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry common test today. Didn't have much time for revision either. Valentines Day today also. Lmaos. Gave out all the presents in the morning already :D &amp;amp; finally all the cny photos are all uploaded in my computer now xDxD After common test went to eat @ West Mall and home-d already (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, 7, 8, 9 Feb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R7QU4J1ECaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/jvpJ_d6xrnQ/s1600-h/Precious0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R7QU4J1ECaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/jvpJ_d6xrnQ/s200/Precious0533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166777627444513186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R7QSD51ECSI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1JXTZivpC_4/s1600-h/Precious0424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R7QRtp1ECOI/AAAAAAAAARU/vk43CZFxwZQ/s320/Precious0481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166774148521003234" 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/8992013326145890519-2101768207639293681?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2101768207639293681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2101768207639293681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2101768207639293681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2101768207639293681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/fate-or-luck-chemistry-common-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R7QSD51ECTI/AAAAAAAAAR8/D2bBedowgRg/s72-c/Precious0544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-8493576892440898612</id><published>2008-02-13T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:35:45.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Will fate and destiny come back? (Make a hint for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh out loud! Only 2 lessons today, cos' alot teachers didn't come to school today. Like finally. Hahas. Everybody kept on fooling around. After school went West Mall awhile then headed to Lot One with Yan Shan to accompany her buy things. Then went back Batok to meet Eileen cousin. Went West Mall awhile again then took bus to Gombak cos' have to things at there. Then came back to my house and started baking and baking. End up alot of failing. Lols. Overall's still acceptable (: Just fetch her home and studied for my Chemistry test xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-8493576892440898612?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8493576892440898612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=8493576892440898612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8493576892440898612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8493576892440898612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/will-fate-and-destiny-come-back-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3271837004021288152</id><published>2008-02-12T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:03:14.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What does it all meant when it's so many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small quarrel last night. Laugh out loud! School early morning again. Worst thing was, I 吐血 early in the morning. Like fk. Disgusted. I think I'll die soon already. Awhile 贫血, awhile 吐血; all also bloodbloodblood. Didn't quite bother either. Still headed for school. Entire day was like so sleepy. Kept on dozing off. Hahas. First time so tired during school hours. Hahas. After school went to eat @ WestMall with Yan Shan while Jolyn went to one of her ex-boyfriend house. Hahas. Walked around @ WestMall after eating and headed home straight already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you find me a nuisance to you already right? Nevermind. I'm fine with that (: Lols. 'Ve accepted the fact that everything has changed already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3271837004021288152?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3271837004021288152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3271837004021288152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3271837004021288152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3271837004021288152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-those-it-all-meant-when-its-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5512659702518299297</id><published>2008-02-11T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T17:52:49.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Perhaps it's just a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch 'Kungfu Dunk' yesterday @ VivoCity with cousins. Cabbed there and cabbed home. Laugh out loud. All our parents like very happy so gave us money cab here cab there, eat this eat that &amp;amp; etc etc. Hahas. Went home quite early after dining @ grandparents house. &amp;amp; school starts today again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatthehell! Like shit! &lt;/span&gt;Just got into newyear mood then have to return back to school already ): Somemore common test today. It seems like everything doesn't go well in school now ]]: Went for Sakae after common test and saw Jayme, Jamie &amp;amp; co. too. Hahas. Ate, shopped &amp;amp; home (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-5512659702518299297?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5512659702518299297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5512659702518299297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5512659702518299297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5512659702518299297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/perhaps-its-just-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-12372611350553188</id><published>2008-02-10T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T03:40:17.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;How I wish that dreams do come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practially no time to update during cny. Only now that I've just reached home. Lols. Visited a few relatives on the first two days only. After that, cooped at grandparents house all day already. Played alot things there. Gambling(?), mahjong(?), playing cards(?) alot etc, I also not sure/ don't know xD Very good luck this year. Lols. Win and won, lose and lost. I guess I won few hundred dollars :DDDDDDDDD Drinking @ there last night and barbequed &amp;amp; celebrated birthdays @ there tonight. &amp;amp; going out tomorrow for movies (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. Is it because it can't be erased or is it just the existence the remains everyday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-12372611350553188?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/12372611350553188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=12372611350553188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/12372611350553188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/12372611350553188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-i-wish-that-dreams-do-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2980836714985093576</id><published>2008-02-06T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:17:22.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will you forget or will you not? Any happy memories to be remembered? I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ school, @ West Mall and @ Jolyn's house yesterday. And trimmed my hair a little bit before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Chinese New Year eve already. So fast. Yet I don't feel any excitment about cny. This year's like nothing at all. Lols. School in the morning and today's Rowena's birthday too. Happy Birthday (: Passed WanXin Rowena's present this morning already (((: Didn't bring anything for school today since it's only half day. Lols. Had Maths test and concert after that. Went to West Mall with Yan Shan after school. Ate @ Burger King and went to help Jolyn buy her shirt. Bought my shoes, anklet and bracelet there. Lmaos. Now broke already. Hahas. Having reunion dinner at home later and at grandparents house aftermath. I guess school's better now. Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bored!&lt;/span&gt; 'Ve got nothing to do now. So.. replying tags now. Lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tag Replies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEBASTIAN-D:&lt;/span&gt; Lols. Thank you for present still luhs! &amp;amp; don't quarrel with Jolyn here. Hahas. Relinked you already also (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oli-viaaokx':&lt;/span&gt; Lols. Everyday looking at wht uhs, you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eunice:&lt;/span&gt; Laughs. Whatever~ You're older than me and you're acting cute in front of me the other day when I'm pretending to be angry. Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;WANXIN:&lt;/span&gt; Hahas. I don't know when you having lessons mahs xD Everytime cannot find you one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jolyn: &lt;/span&gt;Relax. Don't quarrel with that db, Sebastian here. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jayme:&lt;/span&gt; Relinked! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥.Gohhuifen&lt;/b&gt;: Yr house so many room, go another room. Sure got one room have fresh air one. Lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2980836714985093576?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2980836714985093576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2980836714985093576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2980836714985093576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2980836714985093576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/will-you-forget-or-will-you-not-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5184690802625391886</id><published>2008-02-04T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T18:52:29.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Hold &amp;amp; never let go, will you? I doubt so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoolschoolschool ): = Workworkwork ): School ended pretty fast today, maybe cos' kept talking &amp;amp; talking non-stop. Lols. After school, accompanied Jolyn awhile and headed to my house with Yan Shan to take my phone and empty my bag. Then bused to Bukit Panjang Plaza awhile, it's like worse than West Mall cans. So ended up taking cab to Lot One. One round at Pasar Malam and Lot One then to Gombak awhile. After that walked home from there. Reached home like 6; &amp;amp; I haven't do a single work yet &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to repeat again? One hug to repeat everything again and time will pause at that very moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;让我们重来好不好 再一次温暖的拥抱 求时间停在这一秒 倾听你的耳语心跳 --( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;重来好不好 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-5184690802625391886?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5184690802625391886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5184690802625391886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5184690802625391886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5184690802625391886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/hold-never-let-go-will-you-i-doubt-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-7464777887253914177</id><published>2008-02-03T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:49:21.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All's no longer the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School on Friday. And watched Chinese New Year rehearsal after school. Bus home straight after one round of rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town yesterday. Bused to Cck interchange first. Waited Olivia there and also help her take her things. Then took 190 to Far East. Walked awhile &amp;amp; it's like so crowded there till I can suffocate to death. Ended up trained to Bugis for movie and shopping. Saw Eileen cousin on the way for movies. Watch ' 27 Dresses ' and shopped @ Bugis Street. Like finally I really bothered my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cny&lt;/span&gt; clothes for since it's really coming so soon now. Lols. Can't be bothered for the past few weeks, and now no choice already. Cos' it's the last week left already. Lmaos. Walked and walked like fk. Cos' cannot find anything. Both of us like so irritated. Hahas. But ended up still anyhow buy things. Took train to Cck @ 10plus. Went to find Mommy after that and Daddy came to fetch us home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; home today. Lols. There's so much to do in a day ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's born to be bad, all's with good nature under bad influence only. Everything still matters like how it was before. It hadn't change all these while, fyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-7464777887253914177?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7464777887253914177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=7464777887253914177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7464777887253914177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7464777887253914177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/02/alls-no-longer-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5567045287100596726</id><published>2008-01-31T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:28:49.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Too much coincidence in between that cannot be explained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think E4's really the best of all already, seriously. Although it's not as fun as 2E5'07 was; but all's so united for everything. It's not like how we used to be judge by others in the past xDDD School's really the same everyday. Except that I forgot to mention mine and Jolyn's new brothers, Jia Yi &amp;amp; Sze Hong. Laugh out loud. Damn comic in between. Hahas. Went West Mall after school today for lunch and to Jolyn's house awhile. Abused by her lil. brother. Lmaos. &amp;amp; also thanks to Yan Shan for the birthday present (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I am alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think of how much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would love to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I think of how much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would love to be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In your warm embrace right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But most of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think of how much I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended longlong ago, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-5567045287100596726?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5567045287100596726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5567045287100596726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5567045287100596726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5567045287100596726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/too-much-coincidence-in-between-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-1807208438418425262</id><published>2008-01-30T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:20:04.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One glance and I know it's you. Even though the distance is really far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Daddy! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veryvery short day. School's like same every single day. No play, no fun; all study. Lols. After school went West Mall awhile. Intended to buy presents for someone, but suddenly remembered that have to buy daddy's present first. So took bus to CauseWay Point with Yan Shan. Ate and shopped there. Took train back to Batok again and went to buy burthday cake from Swensen's. Then took bus home. Hold the cake and presents given by Jolyn &amp;amp; Eunice sisters, and Sebastian brother. Like going someone's birthday party if not for myself one. Laugh out loud. Anyway, thanks to Jolyn &amp;amp; Eunice sister, and Sebastian brother for the present :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-1807208438418425262?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1807208438418425262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=1807208438418425262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1807208438418425262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1807208438418425262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-glance-and-i-know-its-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-7154972517200292984</id><published>2008-01-29T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:07:10.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;All's busted up &amp;amp; mixed around again ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things made me so distracted during a. maths test; cause me to be unable to concentrate well. Fk; guess it'll all be screwed up. Just hope not, cause I spent a really long time to be concentrating it. Sighs. Once, twice; it's alright. But always is never alright / okay. Had independent learning today, like no difference. After school went Lot One with Yan Shan; shopped and bought my stuff :D:D:D Very happy and not very happy. Laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of Expo now, made me recall something. Very happy yet very sad. Gone already. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gone&lt;/span&gt;gone&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gone.&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/8992013326145890519-7154972517200292984?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7154972517200292984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=7154972517200292984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7154972517200292984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7154972517200292984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/alls-busted-up-mixed-around-again-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-370412568616433131</id><published>2008-01-28T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:43:00.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Not that I'm worth at all, neither are you. We're just not the worthy ones ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back home. So many homework piling up already. Don't know which wire went wrong today, reached like super early. Lols. Tests everyday now D: Can really fall asleep during lessons already. I hate Big Bad Flies now &gt;:/ Made me like what during assembly. Even Ms Chua also better. Don't know what the hell's wrong with him; like always picking one me. See one time, catch one time. Fk. Lucky Ms Tan's better; don't care him XDDD Accompanied Yan Shan to station after school &amp;amp; went for lunch with Olivia and Hwee Koon. Slacked there till 5 and bused home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you didn't realise how good you were in others eyes (: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forget it all, forget it all; cos' nothing great at all!&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/8992013326145890519-370412568616433131?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/370412568616433131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=370412568616433131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/370412568616433131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/370412568616433131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-that-im-worth-at-all-neither-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-7744130375248487607</id><published>2008-01-27T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:17:41.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe it's really wrong for giving in too much ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJM3Fu_RI/AAAAAAAAAQE/iYVeJBhgviI/s1600-h/Precious011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJM3Fu_RI/AAAAAAAAAQE/iYVeJBhgviI/s320/Precious011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160079758355004690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday to myself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lmaos.&lt;br /&gt;( Bigbig thank you to whoever that ordered the bigbig cake for me! :D )&lt;br /&gt;- Don't know it's mommy or aunt =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJNHFu_SI/AAAAAAAAAQM/UDF7vJ1NPe4/s1600-h/Precious0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJNHFu_SI/AAAAAAAAAQM/UDF7vJ1NPe4/s320/Precious0324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160079762649972002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Out yesterday &amp;amp; home today. The cycle's always like this every weekend. Lols. The cake came in the afternoon, it's damn big. ordered kfc for lunch also. There's alot of photo, I'll upload :D Homework, food, entertainment &amp;amp; sleep today only. Saddening right? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Emilyn ah, Emilyn ah. Why you so kelian one? "&lt;/span&gt; Laugh out loud. Confirm alot people will be thinking right? Hahas. Anyways, thanks everybody for the birthday wishes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJNnFu_UI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-OEwtgQ3v20/s1600-h/Precious0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJNnFu_UI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-OEwtgQ3v20/s320/Precious0323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160079771239906626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xMd3Fu_ZI/AAAAAAAAARE/iLYfYLRS0Ds/s1600-h/Precious0384+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xMd3Fu_ZI/AAAAAAAAARE/iLYfYLRS0Ds/s320/Precious0384+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160083348947664274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJNnFu_TI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3sEug3uLCD4/s1600-h/Precious0287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJNnFu_TI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3sEug3uLCD4/s320/Precious0287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160079771239906610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJpXFu_WI/AAAAAAAAAQs/gyEo0zlpzf8/s1600-h/Precious0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJpXFu_WI/AAAAAAAAAQs/gyEo0zlpzf8/s320/Precious0345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160080247981276514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJpnFu_XI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/L8ocuG4asLs/s1600-h/Precious0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJpnFu_XI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/L8ocuG4asLs/s320/Precious0374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160080252276243826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJp3Fu_YI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LkTZBXtmvz4/s1600-h/Precious0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJp3Fu_YI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LkTZBXtmvz4/s320/Precious0375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160080256571211138" 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/8992013326145890519-7744130375248487607?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7744130375248487607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=7744130375248487607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7744130375248487607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7744130375248487607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/maybe-its-really-wrong-for-giving-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5xJM3Fu_RI/AAAAAAAAAQE/iYVeJBhgviI/s72-c/Precious011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6242237494508205012</id><published>2008-01-25T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:17:18.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;It'll be the last step, the last one; the ending. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Bugis &amp;amp; backed from Bugis. Wah; super crowded there. Can die in there also nobody know one. Trained there, walked there, ate there &amp;amp; shopped there. Lols. Met Mondre like awhile there, outside BK. Really so awhile. Laugh out loud. Went back around 8plus. Skipped first train b'cos Olivia wants to. Hahas xD Trained to Gombak and walked all the home (: Nothing went through; throughout the whole path :DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I don't know what will be the ending. But at least I guess I've really given in much. It's all now, you (: Everything lies in the near future now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-6242237494508205012?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6242237494508205012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6242237494508205012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6242237494508205012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6242237494508205012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/itll-be-last-step-last-one-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2155097487468803526</id><published>2008-01-25T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T12:38:06.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's just not fair. B'cos it's not so simple only ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Eunice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5qQJnFu_MI/AAAAAAAAAPc/iW-HUfNR19Y/s1600-h/Precious001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5qQJnFu_MI/AAAAAAAAAPc/iW-HUfNR19Y/s320/Precious001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159594817892580546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Didn't felt like going school today but still went :| Cannot afford to skip school this year and next year already. 'Ve to work really hard [: Eunice brought her big elmo to school today. Laugh Out Loud! Celebrate her birthday after school @ kfc and left already. She confirm disappointed with us one lohrs. But we planned a surprise for her. Lols. Bought cake up her house and celebrated there. Photos upload xDDDDD Went home around 5plus. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home sweet homeee~&lt;/span&gt; Nobody's gonna' be home today again; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friday, friday, friday&lt;/span&gt; ]: Why nobody stays @ home on fridays? DDDDDDD: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Everything's like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the cold shoulder, I received; is causing the distance between. &amp;amp; the fact that, there's not much expressions ): It sure is a longer way that nobody will expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5qQJ3Fu_OI/AAAAAAAAAPs/9LjKzCEDmHg/s1600-h/Precious003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5qQJ3Fu_OI/AAAAAAAAAPs/9LjKzCEDmHg/s320/Precious003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159594822187547874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5qQKHFu_PI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VgSAlF-VIv8/s1600-h/Precious005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5qQKHFu_PI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VgSAlF-VIv8/s320/Precious005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159594826482515186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5qQJ3Fu_NI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bQwt3wqxinY/s1600-h/Precious002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5qQJ3Fu_NI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bQwt3wqxinY/s320/Precious002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159594822187547858" 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/8992013326145890519-2155097487468803526?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2155097487468803526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2155097487468803526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2155097487468803526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2155097487468803526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-just-not-fair.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R5qQJnFu_MI/AAAAAAAAAPc/iW-HUfNR19Y/s72-c/Precious001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-8680181744798643105</id><published>2008-01-24T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T16:36:52.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't know what kind of day is today :| Alot homeworks, alot lessons. Headed to West Mall after school. Ate, walk around and home with Olivia. That's all, nothing much today. Totally moodless. Lmaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long long way to go, still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to start replying tags, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;actively &lt;/span&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;Tags replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEBASTIAN=D &lt;/span&gt;: Hahas, okays luhs. Don't put two heart, put smiley face luhs :D &amp;amp;&amp;amp;. yah,yah; 3E2 very united okays? Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RENEE :D&lt;/span&gt; : Yahs. I know, I know [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jayme&lt;/span&gt; : Lols. Samesame. I think everybody also want die already [x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YIUCY(:&lt;/span&gt; : Okays. Linked [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oli-viaaokx'&lt;/span&gt; : You super nothing to do hohrs? Hahas. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt;lame! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eunice&lt;/span&gt; : Hahas. Confirm happy one, you; right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chewyi &lt;/span&gt;: Relinked [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-8680181744798643105?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8680181744798643105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=8680181744798643105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8680181744798643105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8680181744798643105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/dont-know-what-kind-of-day-is-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3288731264816125860</id><published>2008-01-23T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:03:29.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything's got no meaning anymore. Everything's pointless &amp;amp; everything's got no point now ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate school now. I don't know why, maybe it's because ... maybe, maybe. I don't know what too. Just feel so irritated recently, I don't know why too. Maybe's my birthday's reaching that's why I recall something. Nevermind; long gone, long long ago. Everyday in school is studystudystudy &amp;amp; everyday at home is homeworkhomeworkhomework. Sighs. Went Swensens to eat lunch yesterday and headed home after lunch. &amp;amp; today went Jurong Point to buy Eunice and Yan Shan's present. After that gave them their presents and went to meet Olivia. Accompanied her awhile and went home. Everything sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance don't mean much at all. B'cos everything can lie under it. Words can't describe everything so does words mean much too. Sighs, sighs, sighs. Carrying on is a regret, moving on is a wish D: Everything's like a lie, pretendence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3288731264816125860?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3288731264816125860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3288731264816125860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3288731264816125860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3288731264816125860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/everythings-got-no-meaning-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-8031794707818063113</id><published>2008-01-21T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:36:26.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just not meant to be :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like shit, like fk; so shag. Don't know what went wrong with my cells. Lmaos. Guess I'm dying soon, great xD Pe was utter shit. Did everything and ended up like fk. Confirm not feeling great. Maybe it's really true that I hadn't had enough food. Lols. Big joke; how can not enough food when I just had buffet last night and eating like nobody's business everyday. Laugh Out Loud! After recess was super boring, don't understand a single thing for both Sciences. Had assembly in the hall, funny things happened. &amp;amp; then was class beautifying day. I guess 3E4's the most united one already. Having everybody to stay back and co-operate together without the need of any teacher. &amp;amp; some particular teacher were still scolding us for some nonsense thing; when they realise they were still act like they were correct. Bullshit. Everybody's stayed till the uncle came to kick us out and claimed our class best. Lmfaos. Best then good :DDD Cos' we've spent so much effort making everything together nicely done. Went home straight around 5plus. Just finished all my homework, finally can rest [[[:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just not suppose to be like this. I don't like this storyline anymore D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-8031794707818063113?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8031794707818063113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=8031794707818063113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8031794707818063113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8031794707818063113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-not-meant-to-be-like-shit-like-fk.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-457025882162455895</id><published>2008-01-20T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T15:00:16.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Couldn't cling one cos' you went too far ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday YanShan! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five&lt;/span&gt; more days to Eunice's and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seven &lt;/span&gt;more to mine [: Something kept distracting my thoughts, I don't what it is. But it just kept me so far from my studies. Causing me to be unable to do my homework properly. It's shit! D: Did Maths just now. Not that tough after knowing the methods. Lmaos. Later going to Furama Hotel for family dinner and also celebrating my birthday in advanced :DDDD &lt;s&gt;If you wanna' play like this, I wouldn't mind. I wouldn't consider in the sake of BLOOD.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these, I don't know when you be back. Maybe, you're just fulfilling the 16 months you've mention last time. I don't know where you'd start from also :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-457025882162455895?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/457025882162455895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=457025882162455895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/457025882162455895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/457025882162455895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/couldnt-cling-one-cos-you-went-too-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3838648223628348304</id><published>2008-01-19T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T14:31:43.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All that was history already. Couldn't cling on cos' nobody admits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost whole day rot @ home doing abit of homework, but couldn't concentrate. Cos' was watching ' All this love ' @ the same time when doing. The show confirm nice one lohrs, watch finish within one day somemore. Hahas. Ended up didn't do any homework at all. Lols. After that prepared and went to Queensways with Mummy. Bought my things there and back to West Mall to eat &amp;amp; buy more stuff xD Saw Ting Hui, Shawn &amp;amp; co. as well today. Buy finish everything then went home already.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four-hundred plusplus. It's all tattoo-ed all over already. Once broken, forever gone unless one comes back [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3838648223628348304?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3838648223628348304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3838648223628348304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3838648223628348304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3838648223628348304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-that-was-history-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-8433307980964707478</id><published>2008-01-18T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:02:57.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything's mixed up already. Too hard to separate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's as usual. Now I think new class really alot better already :D Talk more and more, somemore so united also. Lols. I find lessons getting super boring now already. Seriously, all's not interesting at all. School ended early. But still dragged the time cos' Jolyn have committee meeting, ended up have to wait for her also. After that went over to meet Eunice and walked around West Mall. 3plus went Sakae to eat, also kind of celebrate Yan Shan birthday (: Ate finish and headed home straight.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cannot understand what's the point of doing so much when you don't wanna' clarify.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-8433307980964707478?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8433307980964707478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=8433307980964707478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8433307980964707478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8433307980964707478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/everythings-mixed-up-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3958700687827330638</id><published>2008-01-17T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T18:47:37.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Alot of things can happen in a day, until none of us really get the meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things can really happen within a day. But afterall maybe I'll be the only one keep guessing for since I know every little thing. But yet I cannot make any confirmation about anything because there's too many coincidences that could happen in one such day. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning somehow reached school rather late. Lols. Alot alot things happened in between. Luck or fate. Lols. Lessons were super boring, can really go crazy already luhs! After school went 204 awhile and headed home to prepare to meet Olivia &amp;amp; Hwee Koon. Ended up dragging till 4plus gg 5 then we meet at my house here. Trained there, ate and Hwee Koon left. Walked around and around; but everything that I want to buy is gone already D: Shag. But nevermind, will have chance next time :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, rest like less than 5 minutes then went out again with family. Went Mont Blanc @ Takashimaya, bought some things then went home. Intended to go Queensway buy my wallet, but closed D: Not a very lucky day xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe words have to be more specific for us to understand better [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3958700687827330638?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3958700687827330638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3958700687827330638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3958700687827330638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3958700687827330638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/alot-of-things-can-happen-in-day-until.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-1088117302098226190</id><published>2008-01-16T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T15:50:30.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Make it clear who it is gonna' be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, fk mood whole day.  Somemore, fk to my new phone also. I don't know if it's a phone or a rubbish to me. Lag like shit. Will change phone soon (: People, don't buy music xpress 5310; it sure &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suck&lt;/span&gt;. Hahas. School's the same everyday. Maths, recess, science practicals and etc.. etc.. Almost everyday seeing the same teachers one. Maths &amp;amp; maths &amp;amp; maths non-stop everyday. Went Jurong Point after school with Olivia; ate there and walked around then left to Batok already. Accompanied her wait bus, and home-d :D&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fk, phone that spoils mood. Fk, maths that make me go crazy. Everything's like shit when you're like this. Yes, it really is. Always sliding past like transparent one D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-1088117302098226190?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1088117302098226190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=1088117302098226190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1088117302098226190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1088117302098226190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/make-it-clear-who-it-is-gonna-be-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3480901928325144203</id><published>2008-01-15T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:31:48.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All's just a story that's mixed up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meant to be or supposed to be. School, school, school everyday. Fk, getting very bored of it already. All the lessons are starting to be very boring already, except mathematics :D Lessons and lessons. Sighs. Finally, today got no homework already (: Went Queensway after school today with Jolyn, Eunice and Yan Shan :D Walked around and trained back to West Mall. Met Olivia there and went to Sakae to eat again. Lols. Everyday's eating and eating for me. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fk, fk, fk. Don't irritate me till an extend that I can't tolerate. Watch yr actions, watch yr words. Toleration is for once, for twice; not forever. Watch yr step, &amp;amp; not go overboard. Better. Irritated now. Fk. If I hate tht person, don't do funny things with me &amp;amp; tht person. Seriously, NOT FUNNY. If you think it's funny, by all means; go find else one to irritate. Not me. You can joke with me with anything; but not put me or compare me with someone I detest alot. Becaise that irritates me a million more times than anything. So, fk; Go find someone you can keep joking with, irritate with; see if that particular person flares up someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3480901928325144203?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3480901928325144203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3480901928325144203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3480901928325144203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3480901928325144203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/alls-just-story-thats-mixed-up-together.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3110248348926210384</id><published>2008-01-14T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:56:39.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everything's starts with a '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;', and the reason behind every complicated thing is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come everything's not nice one? Sighs. It's not just what I think everything will turn out. Laugh Out Loud! Super funny this whole day. Confirm much funnier than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr Bean&lt;/span&gt; already. Lmaos. Had pe today, that cost my leg to hurt alot more. But I still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt;. Hahas. Lessons and lessons in between, everything's getting less interesting when it all comes to work and no play. I've completed alot of work, even though it's all nicely done; but it's equivalent to nothing in this class. Seriously, it's so not up to it at all. Fk. Imagine just the Maths holidays assignment only, my class can have only 3 people not finishing up everything. This is really so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;. I can really go so crazy already. Everything's so smooth until recess time. &lt;s&gt;Shit, Mr Zulkefly.&lt;/s&gt; Got caught for attire after recess. Waste time only. Went back class after that. Realised Mrs Tan also there. Don't know all doing what also one. Everything also meddle in abit. Lols. Every lesson went so slowly, somemore Ms Tan didn't come. Even more lessons free for the day, bored till wanna' die already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school intended to go Queensway, but everybody's too tired to go. Ended up going library awhile find Olivia with Jolyn and Yan Shan. Talked awhile, decided to go to Sakae to eat. Lmaos. Olivia left first, cos' she says she's so tired. Hahas. While we three ate at Sakae, till 5 plus. Ate so much! Wow! I've been eating so much recently already. I think becoming a 100kg pig is not exageratting for me already. Hahas. Ate finish and headed home straight already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;and still &lt;s&gt;because&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Because you never speak, so nobody knew what it was. All everyone could do was guessing and guessing only. But none would be right unless you choose to speak the truth. Trust has to be built up if you wanna' speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3110248348926210384?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3110248348926210384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3110248348926210384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3110248348926210384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3110248348926210384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/everythings-starts-with-because-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5485306973811320875</id><published>2008-01-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:25:55.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll never be back. He'll never be back. She'll never be back. All's never gonna' be back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow.&lt;/span&gt; Completed Maths Holiday Assignment within one day. But left alot alot of questions blank. Cos' I don't know how to do. Lmaos. Stayed @ home rotting the entire day and completing all homeworks :D Ordered kfc too (: I think I should go on a diet already or else I'll keep eating and eating till I become one fat pig that weighs over 100kg. Hahas. Okays, too exagerating also. Lols! I'm thinking, and I'm thinking; what shall I buy. There's so many things I wanna' buy for myself cos' I just got my pay. There's too many things I wanna' buy that'll cost a big big bomb! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;s&gt;I don't wanna' go to school tomorrow D: &lt;/s&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fk. Stop giving those kind of hopes that's never gonna' happen unless you speak. Can't you just speak &amp;amp; clarify it all? Don't give those kind of hopes anymore, please. Until someday when you really choose to speak (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-5485306973811320875?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5485306973811320875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5485306973811320875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5485306973811320875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5485306973811320875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/youll-never-be-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-8090705837054589234</id><published>2008-01-12T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T22:20:17.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning still sleeping then give people disturb. Irritating one. Hardly got chance can sleep so long, end up disturb till I wake up. Go prepare and all, then met Jia Xin @ Cck. Took train to Yishun and met Amanda there :DD Caught " One Missed Call " together. Quite a nice show, but stupid ending. Walked around North Point and went back around 6plus. Met Olivia at LotOne. Wait for her very long again. See thing, buy thing; non-stop one. Ate a little bit and took 188 home already. Have to do finish all homework by tomorrow already D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of new things again. Please designers; come out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nicer&lt;/span&gt; designs xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-8090705837054589234?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8090705837054589234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=8090705837054589234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8090705837054589234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8090705837054589234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/morning-still-sleeping-then-give-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-8150798486959072890</id><published>2008-01-11T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T18:43:25.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why give hopes when there's no definite answer. It's still meaningless also one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired until like what like that, like sleep already forever cannot wake up that type. Can't even concentrate well during lessons also. Don't say lessons; plainly just morning assembly only also can fall asleep already. Don't know what happen also, so lethargic one. Morning reached school like so early, like nobody come at all one. Somemore classroom like snow city like that. Bth. Even Mr Chia also bth. Lmaos. Cannot quite focus on lessons today D: Last lesson Maths even worse. Happily doing own things with Jolyn end up Mr Chia teach what we also don't know. Like idoit like that. But still manage to understand a little afterall :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went 204 awhile with Olivia &amp;amp; HweeKoon. Then went WestMall library to study with them. &amp;amp; bused to Gombak to eat with Olivia at there. Eat finish then like idoit like that accompany her walk for nothing. Lols. &amp;amp; took bus home already. Reached home rest awhile then intended to call Olivia, end up rest awhile become sleep awhile. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; I understand finally! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-8150798486959072890?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8150798486959072890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=8150798486959072890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8150798486959072890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8150798486959072890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-give-hopes-when-theres-no-definite.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-7250627838762585107</id><published>2008-01-09T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:25:08.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyday's workload is increasing and decreasing then increasing and decreasing again. Super tired one. Somemore everyday sure have either elementary or additional mathematics. Make us super confused now. Jolyn keep be my 反对党 one. Lmaos. Classroom super cold before recess today. Alot people say llike Snow City like that. Lols. All come in then freeze like siao. Mr Chia also cold till bth liao. Hahas. Somemore the window can do drawings already. But after recess like super warm already. Fk that person go adjust the air-con temperature luhs. No manners one. Never ask for everybody's agreement then anyhow anyhow. Irritating one lohrs. Cannot stand Mr Nazar also already sia. He come in then everybody start falling asleep already. He teach like all no link one; think we everything also know. Lmaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went WestMall with Jolyn and Yan Shan. Seems like a long time since we've been there already. Ate and headed home straight after that. Wait for Olivia @ bus-stop till I want die already. Keep say coming end up so many bus go liao haven't come. Then accompany her wait bus and went home :D Finally completed all mathematics work already (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised I've got lots of tags yet to reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tags replies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eunice&lt;/span&gt;: You asking me to say to you uhs? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥.Gohhuifen&lt;/span&gt;: Hahas. You saysay only, I also mahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;WANXIN&lt;/span&gt;: &amp;amp; I was there. Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEBASTIAN=D:&lt;/span&gt; Good student sure do homework one okays! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chermainee:&lt;/span&gt; Relinked :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-7250627838762585107?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7250627838762585107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=7250627838762585107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7250627838762585107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7250627838762585107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/everydays-workload-is-increasing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6541944330849958906</id><published>2008-01-08T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:28:17.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I see you, you see me; we are just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything started changing again and again. Always during this time, nothing good happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning Daddy fetched me to school. Made him wait around 30minutes @ carpark xD School's always so boring now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Study&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt; non-stop only. After school, headed home straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back; everything's perfect and wonderful. Everybody's just so naive last time; but now, it's a different thing already. All also walk different paths already, sigh. No words to describe. Maybe noone even reminsce at all. Everybody's leading life happily now D: All thats gone cannot come back anymore no matter how much we try to. It's just impossible, not even a slightest hope appear. We'd be gone just like this forever :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's a need for a clarification about my previous two posts. I said that + apologise for that, I also don't know why. I guess it's because now I think there isn't a need to keep on being like this anymore, to bother anymore. Perhaps take it as I haven't said anything before. Neither do I feel like I've said it before either, not for any specific reasons. Yes; still irritated + you(2) keep on continuously irritated me. But I don't think I'd ever bother anymore. Too numb to care about all these already. Like a dead person don't know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8992013326145890519-6541944330849958906?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6541944330849958906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6541944330849958906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6541944330849958906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6541944330849958906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-see-you-you-see-me-we-are-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2615902751265596382</id><published>2008-01-07T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:55:20.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Or maybe I was really wrong all these while. Perhaps; it's all just my hallucination, my wishful thinking, my silly dreams all these time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing sleep these days after started eating those pills. If this carries on, I don't know how to concentrate during lessons already. Lols. Today not much lessons cos' have PE in between. Took height &amp;amp; weight today. Stupid! Must start losing weight already. Hais. Seriously, cannot accept my weight and height at all. Nothing much happened in school; only some jokers around. Hahas. Tml's Tuesday already. Tuesday's the longest day of all, I think. Five periods of Sciences in a day! I begin to dread for school on Tuesdays already luhs. Feel like skipping school every Tuesday; but sure miss alot of things one. Sighs. Kind of regret going E4 D: Gonna' fall sick soon already, confirm one. Everytime starting of the year sure sick one. Sighs. Already starting to feel so sick already plus losing appetite cos' of studies now ]: How I wish we all can remain as Sec 1s &amp;amp; 2s forever xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways; I wanna' apologise for my previous post. On second thought, I guess I was too harsh on saying those. Maybe you know, maybe you don't know. But I guess you sure know one; cos' we kindda' quarrel at that timing also D: So sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;也许遇见你是个错 错在我们身处不同的时空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;两颗心交会的时後 一分钟就足够&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;够我一辈子想念很久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我会选择离开 微笑告别伤害&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我知道你心中的那份遗憾&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;当你为她带上幸福的头盖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我含泪祝福你有美的未来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;想飞到千里外 期待一切重来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;想洗去你对你的所有依赖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但谢谢你 让我体会了真爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我永远记得你 心中的遗憾&lt;/span&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/8992013326145890519-2615902751265596382?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2615902751265596382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2615902751265596382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2615902751265596382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2615902751265596382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/or-maybe-i-was-really-wrong-all-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-1947719425169730649</id><published>2008-01-06T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:10:31.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R4CgnOoEAmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/O34BuS0XIIQ/s1600-h/th_a2fz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R4CgnOoEAmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/O34BuS0XIIQ/s200/th_a2fz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152294569513321058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I guess it's just my wishful thinking + silly dreams only D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to restrict myself from going out so often during weekends already. Although keep cooping @ home is a bore but gotta' make it a habit already for since school has started already. Have to become a good student now xD Last night sister and maid went dragonfly again. Fk, every saturday night also go one. So unfair. How I wish I can tag along xP But at least get to talk on phone with Eileen cousin :D Everybody's going on separate ways already. There'll be school tomorrow again ]: Really dread going to school now. Initially, was dreading for holidays but once used to it already; school starts again. So hard to change into holiday mood end up like awhile only then have to adjust back to school days again. Like this, I'd rather either no school or no holidays even better xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fk, when I'm talking nicely don't take it for granted. I don't care who you are at all, be it blood-related or not; I ain't bothered at all. Let me tell you, I'm already being very nice for tolerating so many things, so much of your nonsense already. Don't think you're the only one who have your own problems then can flare up on others okay. If you have more, I confirm double of yours one. &amp;amp; it's not like you don't know also. So don't come showing your attitude around when you didn't help out in anything. It's not like you've help out in anything or what okays. In fact; it just seems like you didn't even care a thing at all. Fk it all! Stop irritating me once and for all or I'll really go super &lt;b&gt;down&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;down&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;s&gt;down&lt;/s&gt;. I'm not only refering to one person in fact, but ... Aiyah, I also don't know how to say. Forget it! Just confirm not refering to one person nor alot people also. I don't need to say much also; you should know who you are unless you're that thick-skinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because I've heard that for almost a year already even until now; so I believe there'd be at least a glimpse of hope. Somehow I've got the feeling it was you initially already. &amp;amp; as I've thought; I can quite confirm that I'm correct. Cannot be so coincidence also one mahrs, but maybe it is lohrs. So can't 100% confirm also. I know it's you but I don't think you know it's you I'm refering to. Maybe if you know what ' 16 months cannot talk ' means you're the one already, Seriously, it's only &lt;strong&gt;we&lt;/strong&gt; know only [: So confirm no other people already.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:70%;"&gt;But it's your choice of admitting or not only. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;Or maybe I'm really wrong ):&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-1947719425169730649?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1947719425169730649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=1947719425169730649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1947719425169730649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1947719425169730649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-guess-its-just-my-wishful-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R4CgnOoEAmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/O34BuS0XIIQ/s72-c/th_a2fz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2443920113204647643</id><published>2008-01-04T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:21:04.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School started since Wednesday; seriously not used to the time of waking up these days. All Sec 3s classroom now at temporary structure there with staff room somemore. Super isolated from the whole school like that. Lmaos. New classroom super cold also, window also so foggy one. Hahas. Didn't do much work except admin stuff on the first day. Then second day started lessons already. Seriously saying, really cannot get use to the new people around. Everyone's like super silent, super quiet one not like 2e5 in the past. Really very different lehs. Only if don't need change class then better already. Can still be together with Eunice, Choon Hui, Sheila, Nabilah, Nadhirah they all lohrs. Now only can wait recess time or after school hours lohrs ]: I guess I'll really go crazy some day in 3e4 xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bidding goodbyes are really the hardest ];&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junk + rubbish only. I don't think I have the ability for anything anymore. Talked to Evelyn and Wan Xin sisters for today. I hope nothing will change again :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2443920113204647643?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2443920113204647643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2443920113204647643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2443920113204647643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2443920113204647643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-started-since-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-4778101594690770838</id><published>2008-01-01T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T12:46:08.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So sorry to those that I'm supposed to meet them today. I confirm within January sure meet your at least once! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to West Mall to meet Eileen cousin and Dad fetch us to Pioneer Mall from there on Sunday. Studied @ the Macdonalds there till 4plus going 5 and went up her house. Her parents fetch us to Grandparents' house after that. Stayed there plying psp till 9plus until all went home then Dad came to fetch me home. Intended to go IMM but carpark full already, so went LotOne instead. Just walking around at there awhile then went home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday cabbed to work in the morning with sister. Super tired yesterday. After work, attended company dinner @ Copthrone King Hotel. Had buffet there and colleague fetched us to VivoCity. Met Eileen cousin at there and went up to hear the concert already. 11plus Eileen's family came also :D Atmospere super high at there one. After everything then Aunt fetched me to Uncle Jason's house. Reached there they tell me got alot wine and beer ask me help to drink finish all. Lmaos. But ended up didn't drink at all cos' still very full from company's dinner. After that went home with parents already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I still remember the previous year, during the countdown moment; there was a last message from you to end the year. But in the subsequence year, there won't be anymore ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;我爱的人 不是我的爱人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;他心里每一寸 都属于另一个人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;他真幸福 幸福得真残忍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;让我又爱又恨 他的爱 怎么那么深&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-4778101594690770838?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4778101594690770838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=4778101594690770838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/4778101594690770838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/4778101594690770838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-sorry-to-those-that-im-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-7441724658203263983</id><published>2007-12-29T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:29:56.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for work on Thursday and Friday. Monday's my last day at there already. Doing stock-take this few days, almost all by myself. Wth. Ladyboss is also back from maternity leave already, she don't even look like she has just given birth. Everyday go work also Daddy fetch me and sister go :D Somemore still give us money eat xDDDD Everyday end work head straight for home already. Yesterday boss fetch me home cos' everybody need stay till quite late and I've got nothing to do there also already [[[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went Bugis with Olivia, went Outram awhile first before going. Went there walked around and buy another school bag from Bugis xDDD After that wait for Olivia cool down awhile outside 7-eleven xD Stayed there until 4 sticks finish. Somemore she cause me to almost die also. Lmaos. Then went back Bugis Street walkwalk and buy clothes. Trained back after buying our things. Then trained to Jurong to meet Mommy for dinner cos' maid's out to pub with sister -.- and she's not cooking dinner for us. So dine out and cabbed home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your words were right, but you're not the person. Still thanks for making it come true (:&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/8992013326145890519-7441724658203263983?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7441724658203263983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=7441724658203263983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7441724658203263983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7441724658203263983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-for-work-on-thursday-and-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5405146222747397861</id><published>2007-12-27T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:19:54.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;If the meaning on 'so-called' was that; then I suppose we were the ones that were the 'so-calleds' too. At least it was a once a time before :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess I'll be closing this blog sooner or later which means hurray to you know who you are xD It makes no meaning to post anymore ]: It's just dying sooner or later only D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came all the way just to see her only. It's not your forte, you really change alot already. Even though how much others can't see, but I just seem to know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-5405146222747397861?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5405146222747397861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5405146222747397861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5405146222747397861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5405146222747397861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-meaning-on-so-called-was-that-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3282536158488746443</id><published>2007-12-26T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:04:50.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Olivia @ my house downstairs in the morning. Got the fat bearbear from her :D After went Gombak to buy things and trained to Woodlands to pass the things to Hui Hong. And trained back to CCK for lunch at LJS (: After that bused to Auntie house at Batok and went for rebonding. After rebonding headed home with Mom already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Must visit&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='                                 ♥BLOGSHOP';return true" href="http://www.shop-xthree.blogspot.com/"&gt;shop-xthree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3282536158488746443?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3282536158488746443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3282536158488746443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3282536158488746443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3282536158488746443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/met-olivia-my-house-downstairs-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6290465194278101291</id><published>2007-12-25T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T12:11:02.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out to Plaza Singapura yesterday with Eunice, Sebastian, Cheng Ying, Jordan, Wei Xuan and her bf. But went on seperate ways at there xD Wanted to buy Christmas gifts for family, but it's like all not to my liking one ]: Walked around @ there till don't know what time then walked over to Orchard and met Sebastian there. Went Far East, bought a top :D &amp;amp; ate @ there. After that walked over to Takashimaya again. But ended up there's still nothing. So trained to CWP, walked around @ there and bought my wallet and pencil case :D Eunice finally bought her stuffs tooo! After that aparted from them and trained to Admiralty. Went to Aunt house for some celebration. Awhile @ there then went else where already. Like slacking all the way till 2 then went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-6290465194278101291?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6290465194278101291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6290465194278101291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6290465194278101291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6290465194278101291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-out-to-plaza-singapura-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2868599876698100970</id><published>2007-12-24T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T02:06:06.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so bad just now for my arrogance. Seriously regret my actions so much. Having such good parents and yet I kept on requesting for expensive stuffs from them. Not only these, plus always throw tempers at them. Really feel so bad lohrs. Just now was an example already. I wanted to buy a Baby-G watch, the limited edition one; cos' I couldn't get my wallet and pencil box. So ended up we went finding the watch. But all the watch shop no more already ]: Ended up kind of threw temper at them D: Sighs. Somemore they not only tolerate, still contact all their friends to find the watch for me. At last found it already :D Now then I know how to cherish everything and I will learn to also [: Seriously feeling very bad for being so arrogant. Last time also like that, hais. Like the PSP console also. Requested for the old model initially but when buy already then new model come out. &amp;amp; wanted to change also. They didn't even turn me down at all then ordered the new model already cos' I kept throwing tempers. Sighs, how come I'm always like this. I will change already :D No more at times for being like this anymore. No more throwing tantrums already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stop being so arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;I will close my tragus &amp;amp; helix piercings.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lastly; I'm gonna' lose weight! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;I will try to do all these before the start of next year (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2868599876698100970?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2868599876698100970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2868599876698100970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2868599876698100970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2868599876698100970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-feel-so-bad-just-now-for-my-arrogance.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3617249424622611690</id><published>2007-12-23T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T12:29:53.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;我还是介意你的话&lt;br /&gt;总在无意间变化&lt;br /&gt;介意你对爱的想法 和我有了分岔&lt;br /&gt;我介意你没忘了她&lt;br /&gt;介意你还放不下&lt;br /&gt;该迁就还是一笑而罢&lt;br /&gt;B'cos there's still alot of thing that I really mind D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out yesterday @ 12 and met Eunice and Yan Shan at Gombak's Macdonalds. Intended to do holiday assignments but ended up nothing done. Lmaos. Neverminds also cos' I've done alot also already :D After that packet food home for sister and changed then went to meet Olivia at Daniel's house downstairs there. Meet them I always confirm late one. Hahas. So sorry uhs xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cabbed to VivoCity with Olivia. Walked around keep thinking whether want buy this or that. Lols. Wanted to buy wallet but no nice one. Ended up buying flats from m)phosis again. Actually have stock but we keep dragging so end up nomore our sizes already. No choice have to go CityLink and get it. Lucky we reserved it cos' when we reach there like no more also already xD Bought Zara shirt @ CityLink also cos' there have my size :DDDD After that just walking around to find my wallet but to no avail ))): So waited for Olivia's parents to come fetch us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to go Kbox with cousin at night also one. But cannot find a place near VivoCity plus cousin's parents will worry. So ended up cancelled ]]]: Neverminds; next week will be going, I think :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3617249424622611690?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3617249424622611690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3617249424622611690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3617249424622611690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3617249424622611690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/bcos-theres-still-alot-of-thing-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3895773729296523809</id><published>2007-12-21T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T15:44:00.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess freedom is what you desire most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably it's me who hadn't face up everything until now because I guess she's the one, the one you chose (: Afterall it's still her :D But I'll still say be careful to you in everything even though you'll still say no car will bang you one [: Just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be careful&lt;/span&gt; that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's public holiday but brother and daddy still got work D: So went out with Mummy almost the whole day. Went WestMall to get all my things :DD Bought clothes, school bag and school shoes! After that cabbed home myself cos' Mummy need to go to her shop awhile to bring her friend there. After that around 8plus meet her at WestMall awhile then went to Gombak and bought ppc there xD Then home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched finish 樱野3加1 already. Now gonna' watch finish 公主小妹 again. After this then no more new shows to watch already. Sighs, alot disc also haven't come out cos' the show not full yet also. Then watching @ youtube also very sian. Hais. How come Taiwan sow productions so slow xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3895773729296523809?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3895773729296523809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3895773729296523809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3895773729296523809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3895773729296523809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/probably-its-me-who-hadnt-face-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-7960275999994747843</id><published>2007-12-19T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T14:46:24.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from Genting last night [[: Went there on Sunday morning by coach. Whole coach just us only xD Around afternoon reach there already. Checked-in and went around with Mondre. First night shared room with Mondre :DDD Second day went to outdoor theme park with Mondre and Giselle. Played spaceshot, flying coaster and some others that I forgot liao x) I begin to find no thrill in all the rides already ]; After that went to Van Helsing haunted house. It's super scary in there one cos' it's people scaring people. Damn funny inside cos' Giselle and Mondre kept screaming. Lmaos. Cos' I don't believe such things so it's not that scary unless the person pop out suddenly. Hahas. After that we just walk around and around only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second night went for movies at there. Watched ' I am a legend ' @ 1plus going 2. Watched till 3plus liddat then went back to our room already. Shared room with Giselle and Mondre on second night. Damn tired till we can't wake up the next morning. End up still have to rush them xD Pack everything then went to walk around and eat already. 12plus went back cos' have to prepare to check out already. 1plus board the coach and sat all the way till 6plus for dinner. But still got some stop-overs in between luhs xD After dinner then back to Singapore already. The bus driver sucks on the first day but I think after receiving tips he became better when drive back to Singapore. Damn sucky lohrs. Somemore after knowing my uncle is his superior, he treat us even better. Hate this kind of people the most already, bootlicker only one. After fetched everybody home one by one then home sweet home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually intended to go out with ex-classmates today but ended up cancelled again -.- Nvm, next time I plan then won't cancel already xDDDDDDDD Hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-7960275999994747843?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7960275999994747843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=7960275999994747843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7960275999994747843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7960275999994747843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-from-genting-last-night-went-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2558468685255140348</id><published>2007-12-16T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T04:25:09.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R2Q2xOoEAeI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TN4iY9ADXwI/s1600-h/nightmares.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R2Q2xOoEAeI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TN4iY9ADXwI/s200/nightmares.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144296893731570146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed @ home watching 樱野3加1 on Saturday. Actually have work; but cancelled due to bad weather :D Just watching and doing holiday assignments the whole day only (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving later on already; to Genting with family, relatives &amp;amp; etc.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yah; Amanda's back already! Finally :D Just nice we'll all be going out together on Wednesday (((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2558468685255140348?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2558468685255140348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2558468685255140348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2558468685255140348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2558468685255140348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/stayed-home-watching-31-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R2Q2xOoEAeI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TN4iY9ADXwI/s72-c/nightmares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2938784226612697154</id><published>2007-12-14T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T17:53:49.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R2JOeeoEAcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/L4QvaH6h6xI/s1600-h/me%2Bu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R2JOeeoEAcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/L4QvaH6h6xI/s200/me%2Bu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143760009934668226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I want to try to believe it all wasn't like this. It ain't her and everything. But facts are lying in front now, there's no way from escaping either. There's too many problems lying ahead now and I only stop all these now already D: I guess probably it's all fated. Maybe if that day, I hadn't been to harsh, maybe it all won't become like this. Maybe if I ain't that sensative, then it'll all be settle long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now I still want to know what's it all about on 23 March. Just exactly what it all meant? A bet in between them; or purely just coincidently to be part of the storyline only. Maybe if I hadn't went back to look; I wouldn't have found out all these coincidences already. Yet even though how much I know, I still won't know the ending also. All these are just fate, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained to Jurong Point yesterday to meet Eileen cousin. Ate at there then bused to Pioneer Mall to study at the Macdonalds there. It's like I've done alot of work but on comparing, it's like nothing's done at all. Around evening time; Eileen's brothers came to find us, followed by her Mom. Her brothers are like super duper cute lohrs! After Dad came to fetch me home already. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;Fck that bastard!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2938784226612697154?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2938784226612697154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2938784226612697154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2938784226612697154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2938784226612697154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/impossible-i-want-to-try-to-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R2JOeeoEAcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/L4QvaH6h6xI/s72-c/me%2Bu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-6298767565799721574</id><published>2007-12-12T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:48:39.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R1_wzR28neI/AAAAAAAAAOA/UGAZqErZbyc/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R1_wzR28neI/AAAAAAAAAOA/UGAZqErZbyc/s200/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143094063238258146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;4 more days ahead only; &amp;amp; I guess it's all over and better :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wouldn't want to hold on and mix it with everything. I wouldn't want to cause any stir-ups anymore either. There'd be a better 'us' ahead. I wouldn't bother all that changes around, all the rumours around too (: - No other intentions, just pure 'word' meanings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed Lavender yesterday to make Mom's passport and then to Tanjong Pagar for haircut @ TranzStudio in Icon Village. Got Timothy to do my hair; not so bad luhs xD After that ate @ Tori-Q then cabbed to cousins' house at Admiralty to do their psp and walked over to grandparents' place. Drank lots of souppppppppppppppppppp :D Play psps and xbox there till Dad came to fetch me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Eunice @ Interchange today. Yes; I'm always late one xD Went Macdonalds to eat and do holiday assignments. Did so much but end up like didn't touch at all ): There's just too much to do already. Going out tomorrow again :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-6298767565799721574?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6298767565799721574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=6298767565799721574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6298767565799721574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/6298767565799721574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/4-more-days-ahead-only-i-guess-its-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R1_wzR28neI/AAAAAAAAAOA/UGAZqErZbyc/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-7849977577952537118</id><published>2007-12-09T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:18:06.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R103nh28ndI/AAAAAAAAAN4/QNQvGxICLeU/s1600-h/dl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R103nh28ndI/AAAAAAAAAN4/QNQvGxICLeU/s200/dl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142327501770235346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If only time could be fast forward for me to see the ending.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Fate allowed us to meet but destiny didn't put us together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Eunice in the morning @ Buzz and trained to Pasir Ris. Went Escape, actually somemore people coming as well, but end up all don't have; so just went ourselves. Played some rides only then rained already so stayed at the carnival playing those games there. Won quite alot of big softoys also xDDD Rain stop already then quickly took train back to Batok and went home already. Spent so much today, sighs. I really can't keep money with me one ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Congratulations to Shana Lim for attaining awards in swimming, for Singapore in the Sea Games @ Thailand :D Didn't expect her to participate either; just congrats only ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-7849977577952537118?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7849977577952537118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=7849977577952537118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7849977577952537118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/7849977577952537118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-only-time-could-be-fast-forward-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R103nh28ndI/AAAAAAAAAN4/QNQvGxICLeU/s72-c/dl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2572247971066711244</id><published>2007-12-09T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T15:39:09.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R1uWQx28ncI/AAAAAAAAANw/ItEhNnED0v8/s1600-h/imu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R1uWQx28ncI/AAAAAAAAANw/ItEhNnED0v8/s200/imu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141868614579428802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything just appeared so simple in everybody's eyes. It all looked so plain and simple but deep down, it ain't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went cousins house on Friday as well. Cabbed there in the afternoon and watch 任我遨游 till @ night. Went nearby koufu for dinner together and back to continue watching and playing :D Stayed there till aunt came to fetch me and Judith cousin home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went to work around evening time @ Khatib. Super tiring, cold and boring there one. Not alot things to do also cos' those people there keep helping me scared I cannot cope. Haahas! All those little kids darn cute lohrs :DDDDDDD Quite fun there actually but without those &lt;s&gt;li siao siao people&lt;/s&gt; there better xD Work till 10plus going 11, Dad came to fetch me home ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna' stay @ home the whole day watching 魔女幼熙 already, I guess. Cos' it's been raining the whole day already means confirm cannot go out also one x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2572247971066711244?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2572247971066711244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2572247971066711244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2572247971066711244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2572247971066711244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/everything-just-appeared-so-simple-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/R1uWQx28ncI/AAAAAAAAANw/ItEhNnED0v8/s72-c/imu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3760711072528717443</id><published>2007-12-06T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T10:42:25.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I seemed to understand you lesser each day. &amp;amp; day by day; we get further away. Now you seemed like a changed person; a person that I don't know, a stranger that's so far away, so unfamiliar with. You're not the same person I used to know any longer ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I didn't have a proper post quite sometime ago already. Like ages ago xD &amp;amp; now everything's changed again. So fast, so hasty, so unfamiliar. Like since last thursday, haahaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recapping everything back bit by bit but everything's just memories (:&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember where I went and what I did last friday and saturday. But confirm got something to do with stocking up house supplies that cost alot. Sunday went to grandparents house and had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;! :D Cooked soup there. Confirm nice one. Hahas. Cos' everybody there also drink till want second round liddat xD Monday went another grandparents house again. Don't have to do cooking there one. Cos' grandma's cooking is fabulous :DDDDD After that at night went to take my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;psp&lt;/span&gt; and have dinner. Tuesday and wednesday went for work @ Raffles with sister and Jolyn. The people there are like super nice and jovial. Lmaos. &amp;amp; today went to school to get my book with Eileen cousin and out with other cousins for movie @ Jurong Point after that. Guess I'll have to return to school someday again cos' I forgot to get the book covers -.-Watch ' The Golden Compass ' today, really a nice movie. Shopped around @ Jurong Point and went to cousins house awhile after that. Aunt fetch my home around 10plus, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3760711072528717443?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3760711072528717443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3760711072528717443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3760711072528717443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3760711072528717443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-seemed-to-understand-you-lesser-each.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2357216311401798514</id><published>2007-12-03T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:37:19.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Same post = different week = no misunderstanding :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realised that it all just looked so important but actually it all ain't. I think it'll all come to an end already ^^ I guess I'll only wait till the end of this week; which meant this weekend would be the last time I'll be waiting already. It's just a few more days ahead only and yet ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I don't wanna' care whatever you will be thinking anymore already. Whatever you want to say, you want to think; I'll leave it all up to you already ;D - Don't ask me what I'm refering or who I'm refering :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out later again, already :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2357216311401798514?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2357216311401798514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2357216311401798514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2357216311401798514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2357216311401798514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-realised-that-it-all-just-looked-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5914659796863349069</id><published>2007-12-03T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:33:58.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Deleted my previous post due to some reasons. Because I didn't think too much that it's gonna' cause so much unnecessary misunderstandings that's why I choice to put up that post. But since because of it, so much misunderstandings come up then I might as well delete it then. I guess everything that cause all these is just purely coincidences. In this case, if last week couldn't make it the very last week to also then I'll make it this week then xDxD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been going out with parents recently that's why no time to online, blog, use phone and etc... xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-5914659796863349069?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5914659796863349069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5914659796863349069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5914659796863349069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5914659796863349069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/12/deleted-my-previous-post-due-to-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-683259776925928619</id><published>2007-11-29T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T14:40:45.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;It's just a few more days ahead. But...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't went Causeway Point yesterday. Instead went to LotOne for awhile. I've changed to a new number already (: But I'll still be using the old number as well. Ask me for me for my new number or see my MSN pm would do - this can save me so much more trouble ^^ Didn't go out with ex-classmates today as well due to some reasons ): Nevermind, there'll still be lots of chances for us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's time for everything to come to an end already (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-683259776925928619?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/683259776925928619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=683259776925928619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/683259776925928619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/683259776925928619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-just-few-more-days-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-2363030418759426053</id><published>2007-11-27T17:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T21:14:39.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;If there's a way in, there'll be a way out too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, finally watched finish my show already. Within one day watch finish two shows :D One is the 终极一家, another one is the channel U 10pm show. Both show also so nice lohrs. But one happy ending, another sad ending D: Staying at home whole day then complete so many things :DDDDDDDD Tomorrow going out to get thing from Causeway Point. Finally waited for this day (: &lt;s&gt;I so hate that ambitious guy and the greedy empress in that 10pm show!&lt;/s&gt; xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's going out of control. But there's still alot of things you all will never know ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-2363030418759426053?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2363030418759426053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=2363030418759426053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2363030418759426053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/2363030418759426053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-theres-way-in-therell-be-way-out-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-8698163435809033457</id><published>2007-11-26T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T19:00:32.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I feel so much better from those sufferings and torturings already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually today going out with quite alot people one. But then don't know what happen all suddenly back out. Fret up lohrs. Last minute all don't want go one. Even Eunice also cannot. Lols. So end up just go out with Jolyn to WestMall watch 'Enchanted'. Can say is a very nice movie luhs. But with all the noise around me; the movie's being down rated alot. Don't understand how these people can laugh so loudly like nobody's business. Nvm, didn't bother much also; I watch my one, they watch theirs. End up the movie ended then know some is from our school, somemore same level. Bth; I cannot imagine lehs. Seriously; first time. After the movie faster go liaos; no mood to stay any longer at WestMall also. Cabbed home with Jolyn to my house here and passed her the discs that she wants; and accompanied her hail for cab. I'm starting to splurge my money on cab fares already. Have to start restraining myself already D: After that took my very last one then go buy food for maid to eat already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess tomorrow's gonna' be a day @ home and finally Wednesday! :D &amp;amp; also Thursday :D Finally a chance to go out with primary school classmates :D I guess 2E5 won't have anymore outings or chalet from the beginning of next year already DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's going back to normal :D It's the last one already; I swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-8698163435809033457?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8698163435809033457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=8698163435809033457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8698163435809033457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/8698163435809033457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-feel-so-much-better-from-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-5106112794437934766</id><published>2007-11-24T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:28:30.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I've lost all imagination yet I became to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out @ 1plus to Kbox at JEC yesterday. Met Eileen cousin there and sang till 6plus going 7. After trained home already. Talked to Olivia on the way, damn funny one. Hahas. Very little details only, because I'm losing interest in blogging ): I didn't go out today, I don't intend to go out today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept hearing 彩虹 since Friday all the way until now; keep playing non-stop one. Sighs; so sad. Now that I've gone to think back about the past, very hilarious. Seriously luhs, alot funny funny things. &amp;amp; I think my 旧病 will 复发 very soon; just a matter of time already. Seems like &lt;s&gt;nicotine level&lt;/s&gt; getting lower each day. But I won't let myself return to the same path again :D Now and then I keep recalling the past; nursery photos, kindergarden photos, primary school photos and secondary schoool photos. All the times were fun, funny and memorable :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-5106112794437934766?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5106112794437934766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=5106112794437934766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5106112794437934766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/5106112794437934766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-lost-all-imagination-yet-i-became.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-3913854918831107272</id><published>2007-11-23T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:15:53.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So tired these few days, like since the day I came back from chalet like that. Thursday and today also early morning wake up prepare go work one. Yesterday took cab down with sister and Jolyn. Worked all the way till 7pm almost non-stop and finished everything within a day. Totally can say is out of expectation lohrs. Then went to eat dinner with Jolyn @ West Mall after work. Until 9plus then took bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up late again then no choice have to get Daddy to fetch us lohrs. But still late for work luhs. But at least we finished everything faster than extimated time today. Today do all the packing and sorting out, keeping carrying all the heavy thing like that. Hand and legs damn aching lohrs. Around 5plus everything ended then took pay and went Far East with Jolyn for shopping. Finally bought things that I wanted :D Saw Ms Parvathi and family there also. Such a coincidence luhs then talk awhile also. Still so funny lehs she :DDDD Around 7plus took train back to Batok and stayed @ interchange to talk till 8plus going 9 again. Just came home from eating dinner with sister @ house downstairs. Super tired now xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I find it necessary to say, I will say. If there isn't a need to, obviously I won't. But if you wanna' know some things about others, I think it'll be better if you ask the person personally rather than going to do all those stupid things to find out evidence. So childish cans. Know already so what? Is there a need to go round passing message? Lmaos. ( Actually also don't know why I suddenly say all these ) Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-3913854918831107272?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3913854918831107272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=3913854918831107272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3913854918831107272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/3913854918831107272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-tired-these-few-days-like-since-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-1894752560704830507</id><published>2007-11-21T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:46:30.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There seemed to be more than just mere coincidence to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to check-in to the chalet @ Downtown East with Eunice &amp;amp; Daddy and some others that came themselves. Checked-in, put things only then left with Daddy to elsewhere already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday early morning Eunice and Sheila like crazy liddat; 4.30am call my phone for stupid things. Crazy one. Met Yan Shan and Jolyn around 9 liddat and trained to Jurong and cabbed from there to the chalet. Reached there so early; all like still sleeping somemore. There like have Sheila, Eunice, Kitty, JiaYi, Sebastian, Mark, Pui Ngai, Cheng Ying, Jack, Wei Ming and Jordan only. Stayed in the room like for so long keep doing nothing lohrs besides talking. Lols. Alot thing happened also luhs. Evening time actually wanted to start BBQ end up raining. So postpone later at night then start, start not quite long also start to rain one luhs. We all like whole time stay in the room only xD Watch tv, play cards, sleep and talk only. Hahas. BBQ all the way till midnight and went arcade with Eunice and Jolyn. BBQ that time keep have many prawns don't want eat, alot other food also left over then me and Jolyn play lucky draw. Funny lohrs. Then those lucky ones get to eat lohrs. Somemore I go peel the prawn's shell off lehs. First time I will peel for people one lehs.  Those eat one must be honoured lohrs xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second night only the three of us and the rest all boys liao. After watch finish tv show then went arcade with Eunice and Jolyn play like siao. Went back that time, the boys start BBQ again. Lmaos. Reshawn at there don't know how come keep cook the food lohrs. Jitao funny one him. Like keep cooking thn dont want eat. All boys like love to cook yet don't want eat one. Damn funny lohrs. Non-stop liddat one, the cycle xD End up raining again so all returned to room and play cards, watch tv and etc... Actually quite alot funny things happened in between also. All stayed awake until 5plus going 6. Then went Macdonalds to eat with Jolyn and Eunice. Eat finish go back everybody sleep so soundly already. Lols. Only Mark never sleep, hahas. All the boys like fast asleep liao so funny one. Then took up our sleeping space also. End up Jolyn and Eunice have to sleep on the floor. So poor thing sia. Wait awhile then ask Reshawn move up to Sebastian bed and share then pulled Jolyn and Eunice up the bed. Like pig liddat sia. Mark and Pui Ngai early morning rush home liao. Damn funny luhs them. Third day morning all sleeping one left me. Whole time see everybody sleeping and snoring only lohrs. In the room like in the jungle or zoo liddat, so damn noisy. Whole room filled with snoring sounds only. All sleeping pattern so funny one, cute lehs. Sleep also many many pattern. Hahas. Damn sian one see them sleep, but just cannot get myself sleep lohrs; irritating one. Don't know how come all of them can sleep like nobody's business somemore. Outside our room is like so them noisy they all still sleep so soundly. Buey tahan they all lehs. Wait till so long finally all start to wake up liao then funny things happened again. Lmaos. Reshawn keep entertain us liddat then Jack keep li siao siao one. Everytime disturb people only but joker lehs him. Sebastian and Jack these two days at there like keep perform stun liddat lohrs. Both damn funny one. Checked-out @ 10plus and took cab to station and trained all the way back to Batok. Went home put bags down and charge phone awhile then went CSC find Eunice and Jolyn. Actually intended to go Lan end up changed mind and went for bowling :DDDDDDD After that took cabbed home already cos' whole person really very tired liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within two days at there only gastric got so much worsen already. Pain like can faint liddat. Become more jialat already ): Got more mosquito bites also. Thrown alot things away also. Everybody also lazy to bring home, might as well all dump better. Lmaos. Everytime have BBQ all these confirm liddat one. Hahas. Until now still damn tired reached home around 3plus going 4 them slept all the way till 8plus to eat dinner, still so damn tired. Need more sleep. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritating Sebastian and Jolyn keep rushing me to update. Crazy one. Lols. Sad never take any photos. If have confirm post up liao. Hahas xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall this chalet can consider quite fun also :D At least alot of laughters. Hahas. Damn many things happened during two days only, funny lohrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow early morning must wake up again. Going work with Jolyn and sister @ Raffles ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-1894752560704830507?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1894752560704830507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=1894752560704830507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1894752560704830507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/1894752560704830507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-to-check-in-to-chalet-downtown.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8992013326145890519.post-663283041380148445</id><published>2007-11-18T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T19:15:44.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Time will run out soon and everything will run dry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;如果我们现在还在一起会是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;怎样&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我们是不是还是深爱着对方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;像开始时那样&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;握着手就算天快亮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我们现在还在一起会是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;怎样&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;我们是不是还是隐瞒着对方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;像结束时那样&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't went anywhere today and managed to do some holiday assignments xD Later going out with sister to get some stuffs together -.- &amp;amp; tomorrow's the starting of the chalet. I somehow begin to dread going already because of some very sacarstic reasons I have :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to feel everything's like starting to change. Because it didn't happened just once but more than once and I cannot help thinking it's not just pure coincidence that simple. Surely there's a reason behind everything. How I wish I can know it fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I seriously hate losers that cannot accept the reality already.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8992013326145890519-663283041380148445?l=her-goodbyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/feeds/663283041380148445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8992013326145890519&amp;postID=663283041380148445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/663283041380148445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8992013326145890519/posts/default/663283041380148445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://her-goodbyes.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-will-run-out-soon-and-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Emilyn Pjy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2swhLFEKbA/TQ9_9fZSV4I/AAAAAAAACEM/qgE_Lx0qBrI/S220/pc201012130008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
