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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling rather mixed up about some things.&lt;br /&gt;Number one,HIM.&lt;br /&gt;I mean,why can't he see that she is not what he thinks she is?&lt;br /&gt;Blindnessssss much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2829828338356452734?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2829828338356452734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2829828338356452734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2829828338356452734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SiN_kMboMcI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Y68u8ur7LMs/s200/GetAttachmentCALNOTOG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342253842780664258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really fun but sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;PVC2 is over D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We beat the singapore record for the largest photo collage and raised $34 000! (If i remembered corectly &amp; no,there is nothing wrong with the number of zeros!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg,I'm going to miss Sharon ):&lt;br /&gt;She made a huge impact on me and she really inspired me.&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember the msg that she sent me.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha,ain't gonna put it here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,woke up at 6AM!&lt;br /&gt;Met Alvina,Freda,Amelia and Pavani at compass.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah,and yes I was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran and ran and ran and finally got to the place infront of old changkee(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;Then I called Alvina and she asked me to go inside the mrt place.&lt;br /&gt;So I tapped my card and went in.&lt;br /&gt;Went down the escalator and looked around,could not find them.&lt;br /&gt;Then ran up again cause Alvina asked me to go "back" and I thought that "back" meant to where I was at first. So then finally went down and Alvina was,"You look straight at us and ran away like as if you were running away from us!" Hahah,I did not even see them okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrt ride was boredom and sleepynesssss.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got off. Freda bought some sweet and after I ate one,I was wayy more energetic. After a long time,195 came. Boarded it and got off at the right stop (opp.ISS). Then the directions said,"walk o.121km" So were were like thinking where the heck was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked and walked and walked and walked and realised that we had walked about 10 195 bus stops. Finally gave up and called Sharon to tell them that we were going to meet them at Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast,simply hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,walked to the tentage. Disturbia was playing (cool!)&lt;br /&gt;They all came back all SWEATY.Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked for 50 volunters to play for the GOH so SJC was the first sch to volunteer! Hah. Learn the intruments. Fun laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then break. Yeapppp. Then went to the place,played. Etc,etc.&lt;br /&gt;Mentor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite fun la but I forgot what happened after that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss SHARON! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,Vivian,Amelia,Pavani and I went to take the MRT back.So me and Vivian were talking,laughing and talking and laughing. When we turned back there was no one there. Looked high and low for them and finally,saw them.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt alot from PVC2.&lt;br /&gt;I would never forget the experience.&lt;br /&gt;The look in their eyes,to &lt;em&gt;want to make a difference&lt;/em&gt; in other people's lives. Cool,ain't it? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-8936255984718976013?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8936255984718976013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8936255984718976013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8936255984718976013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8936255984718976013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-really-fun-but-sad-at-same.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SiOCXGPSPAI/AAAAAAAAAf4/0qiPle6pEgM/s72-c/GetAttachmentCATEJR82.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-8771010340309677427</id><published>2009-05-30T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:15:27.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boom booom.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was avg.&lt;br /&gt;2 freaking hours of Ghost whisperor!&lt;br /&gt;Gah,I hate it when they leave me in suspense.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to wait for the next season to know what happens. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyy,GUESS WHO I SAW YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;A clue:DSA is behind STC.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah,while I was waiting for the bus,msged Mariah to tell her that I was outside her school.She replied saying that she was at Vivo,too bad we could not meet or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the MRT,I saw her! Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Butttttt,due to the pushing of people we got separated hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yup.&lt;br /&gt;The person incharge of DSA offered us to bowl with their "kids".&lt;br /&gt;On the 15th of Aug (HAHAHA SO FAR AWAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway now I'm happppppppppy.&lt;br /&gt;With everything going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-8771010340309677427?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8771010340309677427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8771010340309677427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8771010340309677427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8771010340309677427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/boom-booom.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-8532141412566150706</id><published>2009-05-30T10:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:01:54.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Christina Aguilera - I Turn To You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm lost in the rain&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I know I'll find the light&lt;br /&gt;To light my way&lt;br /&gt;When I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;Losing ground&lt;br /&gt;When my world is going crazy&lt;br /&gt;You can turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm down you're there&lt;br /&gt;Pushing me to the top&lt;br /&gt;You're always there giving me all you've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a shield from the storm&lt;br /&gt;For a friend, for a love&lt;br /&gt;to keep me safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you&lt;br /&gt;For the strength to be strong&lt;br /&gt;For the will to carry on&lt;br /&gt;For everything you do&lt;br /&gt;For everything that's true&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh when I lose the will to win&lt;br /&gt;I just reach for you&lt;br /&gt;And I can reach the sky again&lt;br /&gt;I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your love is so amazing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your love inspires me&lt;br /&gt;And when I need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You're always on my side&lt;br /&gt;Giving me faith&lt;br /&gt;That gets me through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a shield from the storm&lt;br /&gt;For a friend, for a love&lt;br /&gt;To keep me safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you&lt;br /&gt;For the strength to be strong&lt;br /&gt;For the will to carry on&lt;br /&gt;For everything you do&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;For the arms to be my shelter&lt;br /&gt;Through all the rain&lt;br /&gt;For truth that will never change&lt;br /&gt;For someone to lean on&lt;br /&gt;For a heart I can rely on through anything&lt;br /&gt;For that one who I can run to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Turn to you)&lt;br /&gt;For a shield from the storm&lt;br /&gt;For a friend, for a love&lt;br /&gt;To keep me safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you&lt;br /&gt;For the strength to be strong&lt;br /&gt;For the will to carry on&lt;br /&gt;For everything you do&lt;br /&gt;For everything that's true&lt;br /&gt;For everything you do&lt;br /&gt;For everything that's true&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-8532141412566150706?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8532141412566150706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8532141412566150706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8532141412566150706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8532141412566150706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-turn-to-you-christina-aguilera.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-5163667113968111257</id><published>2009-05-29T10:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:11:24.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope that I would be able to help the choir as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeappppppp,yesterday was the invest + Mrs Elan's last day.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must I do it. Sms me so lastminute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,today was PTM.&lt;br /&gt;She said that I was a sensible girl who works hard in the persuit of excellance.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; also that I have no attitude problem etc. Cooool.&lt;br /&gt;We are getting the same kind of results as 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember those walls I built;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well baby their tumbling down;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they did not even put up a fight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they did not even make a sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go now.Time to go to DSA to present the cheque.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-5163667113968111257?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5163667113968111257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=5163667113968111257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5163667113968111257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5163667113968111257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-must-i-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1558792861811478393</id><published>2009-05-25T16:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:21:06.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day went fine.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special,the same old routine.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda getting boring -.-&lt;br /&gt;Some fun parts here and there la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhhhhh,we are just sitting in class and doing nothing for heavens sake!&lt;br /&gt;Played UNO and then stopped cause well hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then stress.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap,I won the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes yes,I'm so glad and relieved. I'm not at risk! Hahah,considering my bad marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Pretty please,I want one  miracle? Just this one time.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got that boom boom pow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1558792861811478393?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1558792861811478393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1558792861811478393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1558792861811478393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1558792861811478393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-went-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3287784377289087796</id><published>2009-05-23T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:42:24.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to get those damn A1s if its the last thing I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3287784377289087796?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3287784377289087796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3287784377289087796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3287784377289087796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3287784377289087796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-to-get-those-damn-a1s-if-its.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-8085430568580858531</id><published>2009-05-22T17:12:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:56:24.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got to stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;For myself.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith.&lt;br /&gt;A five letter word that my life circulated upon.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess... I don't know what to think.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kezia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The climb.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I am dreaming&lt;br /&gt;But there's a voice inside my head saying&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never reach it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My faith is shaking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I'm facing&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down&lt;br /&gt;But no, I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I may not know it&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments thatI'm gonna remember most, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta keep going&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving, keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all about, it's all about the climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-8085430568580858531?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8085430568580858531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8085430568580858531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8085430568580858531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8085430568580858531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-to-stay-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-4960233816173730724</id><published>2009-05-21T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:58:29.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just looking through my archives.&lt;br /&gt;It never hit me that I have changed alot since last year/sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite exciting actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Lightning just struck right into the room.&lt;br /&gt;Like a camera flash.&lt;br /&gt;I better go offline right?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,can't wait for choir next Wednesday/whenever it is.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to explodeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Mrs Kumar just encouraged me over sms.&lt;br /&gt;The message that she mainly gave me was that I would succeed and she believes in me cause she knows that I will work hard. I am going to scrub my AMath and Emath with a HUGE brush until its spotlessly CLEAN. I wanna do well for myself and those who believe in me and have always been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Growl* My stomach is making a noiseeee. Better go for Dinner and then later clean up time!&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeeeee ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-4960233816173730724?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4960233816173730724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=4960233816173730724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4960233816173730724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4960233816173730724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-looking-through-my-archives.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-8029260561106404545</id><published>2009-05-21T17:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:40:36.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Pictures from Interaction dayyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhCgaCSYI/AAAAAAAAAdo/JB2_5j1tCsA/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCAPMYHIJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338209260260182402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhCgaCSYI/AAAAAAAAAdo/JB2_5j1tCsA/s200/GetAttachmentCAPMYHIJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Isnt Ben (red colour) so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhCW5khCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/OdRaBpw4dm8/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCAKII3UV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338209257708094498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhCW5khCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/OdRaBpw4dm8/s200/GetAttachmentCAKII3UV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Working hard.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhCa3ndfI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZXwttLBHLwE/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCAASCYCP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338209258773640690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhCa3ndfI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZXwttLBHLwE/s200/GetAttachmentCAASCYCP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          June is in blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhCBOgfNI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/qW06Ebz4UkA/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCAA462PX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338209251890330834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhCBOgfNI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/qW06Ebz4UkA/s200/GetAttachmentCAA462PX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhBqLvx3I/AAAAAAAAAdI/c5we7K1hQjc/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCA16OU7O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338209245704734578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhBqLvx3I/AAAAAAAAAdI/c5we7K1hQjc/s200/GetAttachmentCA16OU7O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got all my results back today.&lt;br /&gt;They all suck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-8029260561106404545?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8029260561106404545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8029260561106404545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8029260561106404545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8029260561106404545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures-from-interaction-day-got-all.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUhCgaCSYI/AAAAAAAAAdo/JB2_5j1tCsA/s72-c/GetAttachmentCAPMYHIJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3412609600396467437</id><published>2009-05-21T00:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:54:13.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUywIZpIJI/AAAAAAAAAdw/9FipApO7xnI/s1600-h/100_2014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338228735787737234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUywIZpIJI/AAAAAAAAAdw/9FipApO7xnI/s200/100_2014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337953472932394738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ4ZuWytvI/AAAAAAAAAdA/cT42fNTauKc/s200/100_2012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ0Oq-FI3I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/XMRzhikLdz0/s1600-h/100_2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337948884998366066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ0Oq-FI3I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/XMRzhikLdz0/s200/100_2010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ0OCSsCmI/AAAAAAAAAcI/PlPQk_BuVXA/s1600-h/100_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337948874078947938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ0OCSsCmI/AAAAAAAAAcI/PlPQk_BuVXA/s200/100_2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ0OCWsDAI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ajx9XBXEAa4/s1600-h/100_2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337948874095725570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ0OCWsDAI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ajx9XBXEAa4/s200/100_2015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ0N5WfGII/AAAAAAAAAb4/OQPGzPe1IZU/s1600-h/100_2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337948871678957698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ0N5WfGII/AAAAAAAAAb4/OQPGzPe1IZU/s200/100_2018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ0NrccswI/AAAAAAAAAbw/M914lbcFZ5g/s1600-h/100_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337948867945870082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShQ0NrccswI/AAAAAAAAAbw/M914lbcFZ5g/s200/100_2004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got some results today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel saddd D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I shan't give up here,its only the start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3412609600396467437?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3412609600396467437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3412609600396467437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3412609600396467437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3412609600396467437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/got-some-results-today.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ShUywIZpIJI/AAAAAAAAAdw/9FipApO7xnI/s72-c/100_2014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7592162410886869181</id><published>2009-05-19T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:30:50.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the rest at CP early in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;My sleeeep!&lt;br /&gt;Anway.It was quite a fun rideeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Vivian,Alvina,Wai Min,Mei Jun, Yi Shin and Monisha.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha,Wai Min is such a clown okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we got lost :/&lt;br /&gt;When we finally found our way,we were late.&lt;br /&gt;Had a introduction to  people with Down Syndrome. Like what kind of things they have to face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DSA was soooo fun okay. I mean,at first it was abit awkward but after a while,it was okay!&lt;br /&gt;BEN IS SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously. "Spiderman1,Spiderman2,Spiderman3,Spiderman4"&lt;br /&gt;Simply hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;An experience that I would never forget.&lt;br /&gt;Then met the people. 5 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first they were really shy but after a while they opened up.&lt;br /&gt;One of them cried but I guess it was abit overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorted out clothes,got to know their interests and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then went for lunch. She cried and I did not know what to do! Cause I was all alone with her and the rest were infront (we were paired up). Bought food,went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Vivian is super cute. Cause I wanted to take a candid of her right. So I put my phone infront of her and I was like,"Is'nt this shiny thing so cute?" and when she looked at it,I snapped a shot. It was hillarious okay. If you see the pic,you would laugh your head off. She begged me to delete but sorry,its a memory. Hahahaha,at least I never upload here right? (At least for now.....WAHAHAHA). Got Yi Shin's photo as well. Too bad,you aint quick enough (she tried to get mine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeapppp. Then went to Grandma's. Fell asleep cause I was super duper tired.&lt;br /&gt;There is no choir tmr if anyone does not know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7592162410886869181?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7592162410886869181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7592162410886869181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7592162410886869181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7592162410886869181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-awesome-met-rest-at-cp-early.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1567814312642679874</id><published>2009-05-18T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:12:03.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So exams are over,ABOUT TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Wow,I'm so relieved and happy.&lt;br /&gt;Hah,guess what? I fell sick again. But recovered!&lt;br /&gt;Did not go for elect geog paper (fever 39.2 again) haha.&lt;br /&gt;Amath was okay but i'm so upset.&lt;br /&gt;I did not know how to do a partial fractions questions that was worth 5marks!&lt;br /&gt;5 freaking marks. And partial fractions is not difficult,I forgot the formula.&lt;br /&gt;Genius yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry lost 8 Marks already. Did not know how to do the chemicals thing.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I did not study that much for the paper cause i fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;That looooooong weekened (that could have been used for studying) was spent coughing,sneezing,blowing my nose,sleeping,going to the doctor and other stuff. Sad eh? Nevermind,I did my best given the situation. Hope I will do well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio was today. It was no thaaat bad neither was it awesome. The question that was worth more than 10 marks I did it the day before and refered to the textbook and got the ans. Luck much? And doing 10 year series the night before paid off :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes yes,there was this question that Ms Kim went through with me that I did not understand even after explanation. And it came out! Lucky I remembered that the ans was "C" and no i did not blindly put the ans down. I remembered the stuff she said and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today was the PVC meeting. Interaction day 10-12 at DSA (Down syndrome association).  After that grandma's house. I'm sooo looking forward to wednesday. CHOIR! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. I'm free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1567814312642679874?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1567814312642679874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1567814312642679874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1567814312642679874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1567814312642679874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesi-am-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7970111926062610920</id><published>2009-05-01T23:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:57:57.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AE night was awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;We sang so well in the night performance.&lt;br /&gt;Better than SYF.&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason when a thing happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tuesday was the first day w/o the tie.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha,I have many reasons that I won't say here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish AE night could happen,again.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah,choir is just so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I never want to graduate from choir :o&lt;br /&gt;I would miss Mr Liew,Ms Lim and all the choir mates too much!&lt;br /&gt;I dread that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Dharshiney! Pulled her into the room to show sharon. Hahaha. Mrs Chan came! Awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes,I think my father is super random.&lt;br /&gt;Its like,he was trying to stretch to see what I was doing and then I changed the screen.Then I was like "You don't trust me is it?" Then he was like," I'm just stretching...And I'm your father until you turn 21" Then I was like "busybody" &amp;amp; he was like,""first you call me a busy body and then you call me a caterpillar" random much? I was like laughing the whole way. Like when did i call him a catepillar? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7970111926062610920?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7970111926062610920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7970111926062610920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7970111926062610920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7970111926062610920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/ae-night-was-awesome-we-sang-so-well-in.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1728520487912039019</id><published>2009-04-26T11:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:24:38.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick for the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tues morning my dad as usual came to wake me up. I tried to get up but I could not. Tried again and dragged myself to the shower. When the water came on,had no energy and just changed back and went to my mum's room. Could not breathe. Dad smsed Mrs Lee that I could not go to school. Realised that I had some imp lessons that could not be missed so decided to go afterall. Felt better after vomitting. When I reached school,a few minutes later ran to the toilet and threw up again. After the lesson Mrs Soon brought me to the general office. Called mum,mum did not allow me to go home on my own because I was feeling dizzy. Mrs Soon made me rest in "sickbay". Comfortable much. Someone woke me up and told me that my dad was coming to take me home. After what seemed like forever,my dad came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up,my legs felt like jelly and I could not breathe. Started to breathe really heavily and my dad had to rush me to the doctor. Doctor saw me imediately and said that I was hyperventilating. He asked my father if something that had caused me emotional stress had happened and he said maybe the choir getting silver. I've already gotten over it has you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,homed. At night got fever,39.2. Everyone came to visit. They had to feed/bathe/change my clothes for me cause I had no energy to. They had to bathe me in cold water just to bring my temp down. Scary. I felt the heat coming through my eyessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was baby sitted by grandma/cousin. Did not go to school. Felt very brain dead :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday the same old thing again. NO energy. No school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed AE night rehearsel on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday no school. Heard the news. Well,there is nothing to be said/done anymore. Lets just say I'm sick of this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat yeap. Sunday boring.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is coming to see me today.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go back to normal life again.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can go back to school on Monday :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes,I can't recall any of my chem work.&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to catch up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1728520487912039019?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1728520487912039019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1728520487912039019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1728520487912039019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1728520487912039019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-for-whole-week.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-5403358774754245493</id><published>2009-04-20T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:46:01.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SYF was today.&lt;br /&gt;We got a silver.&lt;br /&gt;Well..our performance was screwed. SHARP. D:&lt;br /&gt;I smiled till my ulcer hurt. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Well,after we got of the stage was Bedok Town,Saint Anthony and then RGS.&lt;br /&gt;Saint Anthony was like woah. So was RGS. Their Articulation/rise and dip was good. Stuff that Mr Liew has already told us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,after the performance I already knew that we were going to get silver. After we went down I was totally emoing -.-" But i guess there is nothing left to be done since whats done is done. The bus was a whooping 45 minutes late. &amp;amp; there was this newly wed couple that wanted to take a group pic with us! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just staring at the window in the bus with absolute no mood to talk. Tears were just rolling down, I don't know why. Then went upstairs and changed and stuff. Had no mood to go to RM with Mekko and co so just stayed at school. Called my cousin and started crying again. Grr. There is no point in saying "oh we could have gotten a gold if...." or "only if we had listened to what Mr Liew had said....." Its over. I guess we have to learn from all these set backs and experiences. Whatever Mr Liew said,the gold choirs did,and thats why they got their gold,they deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa saw through me and made me tell her everything. Hah. Then Alvina came and we decided to just walk around the school. Played abit of badminton and me and Alvina started to run rounds around the hall. Hah,don't ask me why. I just started to run and before I knew it,Alvina did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mrs Ho walk to the AVA room so went with her. Pris started to cry and then I followed on. Gr,so emo. Anyway we were just sitting on the floor outside just talking and venting stuff. Then they called us in cause they were going to announce the results. Silver as I expected. Went out of school. Thanks Beatrix (: Yeap. Homed. Called Pris and talked to her the whole way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dharshiney is awesome. She said this," I know its a disappointment but ya'll have many other chances to showcase how good ya'll really are. Remember that its &lt;strong&gt;not abt what medal you get&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Its's about how much effort you put in and how you're enjoying it"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaxuan's Choir,Cedar got gold with Honours! This is what she said, "Oh..You have to encourage the rest to go on..it is &lt;strong&gt;not the end&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayal was telling me about her RGS mates and how they were crying non-stop. She also helped cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was the wrong reaction to get upset over the silver. I guess we still have somethings to celebrate! Like how we have grown as a choir,and even though I'm not going in the SJCHOIR for the next SYF,I know that they would do AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; Congrats to the KC Choir for getting your Gold! You guys are awesome. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-5403358774754245493?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5403358774754245493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=5403358774754245493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5403358774754245493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5403358774754245493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf-was-today.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1485391643525378321</id><published>2009-04-19T17:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:04:46.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pictures of Friday/Sat/Sun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerzaGPrWEI/AAAAAAAAAbo/PIzA3UGqEeI/s1600-h/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337138997549122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerzaGPrWEI/AAAAAAAAAbo/PIzA3UGqEeI/s200/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shayne and Esther (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerxNeuwVfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/6GruWTZ5btA/s1600-h/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326334723208795634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerxNeuwVfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/6GruWTZ5btA/s200/DSC_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerxNNSKMOI/AAAAAAAAAbY/tPZuyBb5mFM/s1600-h/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326334718525452514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerxNNSKMOI/AAAAAAAAAbY/tPZuyBb5mFM/s200/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin's room view. Awesome much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerxM8JZRFI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/FJ9kc8HOg9w/s1600-h/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326334713925289042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerxM8JZRFI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/FJ9kc8HOg9w/s200/DSC_0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHEYENNE! Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerxMvsxtkI/AAAAAAAAAbI/pV75awvIHiI/s1600-h/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326334710584030786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerxMvsxtkI/AAAAAAAAAbI/pV75awvIHiI/s200/DSC_0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerxMWoCThI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Qmm1rx5NfU8/s1600-h/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326334703853260306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerxMWoCThI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Qmm1rx5NfU8/s200/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mekkkkkkko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerwXBrnxbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FZzY5b97iic/s1600-h/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326333787698087346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerwXBrnxbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FZzY5b97iic/s200/DSC_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Min Hui (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerwWya9acI/AAAAAAAAAaw/t_JK9WwsnK8/s1600-h/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326333783601670594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerwWya9acI/AAAAAAAAAaw/t_JK9WwsnK8/s200/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trisha and Marilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerwWoNiUBI/AAAAAAAAAao/wqjvEnaw0zk/s1600-h/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326333780861014034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerwWoNiUBI/AAAAAAAAAao/wqjvEnaw0zk/s200/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isnt she just so cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerwWXKENRI/AAAAAAAAAag/eKQbG4WFhIA/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326333776283055378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerwWXKENRI/AAAAAAAAAag/eKQbG4WFhIA/s200/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sherilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerwWChIMGI/AAAAAAAAAaY/uySoZMkT6dQ/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326333770742640738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerwWChIMGI/AAAAAAAAAaY/uySoZMkT6dQ/s200/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Samantha &amp;amp; Cheryl Houng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ServGhIOBmI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rmNoPG7keGk/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326332404570130018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ServGhIOBmI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rmNoPG7keGk/s200/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kardya! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ServGWpDakI/AAAAAAAAAaI/uOcacSctpQw/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326332401755056706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ServGWpDakI/AAAAAAAAAaI/uOcacSctpQw/s200/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ServGIlw2lI/AAAAAAAAAaA/dmwaeO-zcmY/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326332397983160914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ServGIlw2lI/AAAAAAAAAaA/dmwaeO-zcmY/s200/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melissa/Samantha/Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ServF_0Mk3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/pzCf8wSb9JY/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326332395627778930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ServF_0Mk3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/pzCf8wSb9JY/s200/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Winona and Trisha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ServFpkrlNI/AAAAAAAAAZw/FtweG0MgD7k/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326332389657122002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/ServFpkrlNI/AAAAAAAAAZw/FtweG0MgD7k/s200/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trishie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SertpggGL1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/PHxjI4iwfWw/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326330806674009938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SertpggGL1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/PHxjI4iwfWw/s200/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weeenona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SertpWMO5kI/AAAAAAAAAZg/opSiZH1F_D0/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326330803906340418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SertpWMO5kI/AAAAAAAAAZg/opSiZH1F_D0/s200/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oli! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SertpAiUtMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/eJ7PYmHnta0/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326330798093415618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SertpAiUtMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/eJ7PYmHnta0/s200/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oli/Kezia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF is finally here!&lt;br /&gt;Tmr,would be the day when all our hard work would pay off.&lt;br /&gt;Lets retain whatever Mr Liew said,shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Lets shine like never before tmr.&lt;br /&gt;SMILE ALL THE WAY!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg,I'm so excited. Not TOO excited though.&lt;br /&gt;I will talk minimum tmr,PROMISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,tmr is the day,the day that we have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;Lets do our best and and the same time,have some fun!(:&lt;br /&gt;I love the SJCHOIR! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Guess what? I hate the way I'm behaving. Trust me,I'm not proud of it. But I'm not going to change it. I just can't take it anymore. The missing is painful. I just got to act like I don't care but well,I really do. My mind says yes but my heart says no. Now I got to focus. WHAT IS YOUR FRAME OF MIND?  STRONGER THAN &lt;u&gt; EVER!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1485391643525378321?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1485391643525378321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1485391643525378321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1485391643525378321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1485391643525378321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SerzaGPrWEI/AAAAAAAAAbo/PIzA3UGqEeI/s72-c/DSC_0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-8101523118852855634</id><published>2009-04-19T17:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:21:20.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SYF is finally here!&lt;br /&gt;Tmr,would be the day when all our hard work would pay off.&lt;br /&gt;Lets retain whatever Mr Liew said,shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Lets shine like never before tmr.&lt;br /&gt;SMILE ALL THE WAY!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg,I'm so excited. Not TOO excited though.&lt;br /&gt;I will talk minimum tmr,PROMISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,tmr is the day,the day that we have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;Lets do our best and and the same time,have some fun!(:&lt;br /&gt;I love the SJCHOIR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-8101523118852855634?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8101523118852855634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8101523118852855634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8101523118852855634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8101523118852855634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf-is-finally-here-tmrwould-be-day.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2913655150031823638</id><published>2009-04-18T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T10:28:17.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hah,I back even before the MYS.&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I mean,the seniors are all going to graduate soon,the sec fours.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine that. Like life without Choir? Simply unimaginable for me.&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm so used to seeing choir people,Mr Liew and Miss Lim every week and singing together...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm already in like sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;Next year would be my turn to graduate D:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF IS ON MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Omg,I can't wait but I will have to contain this excitement and smile all the way!&lt;br /&gt;Choir people,RETAIN WHATEVER MR LIEW SAID! We can do this! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT oral was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Hah,reading was okay but conversation was...bad.&lt;br /&gt;I did not even know how to say simple words like education and I kept repeating one point cause I did not know what else to say. I knew what to say la but only in english ahaha./&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2913655150031823638?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2913655150031823638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2913655150031823638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2913655150031823638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2913655150031823638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahi-back-even-before-mys.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3573355083345393284</id><published>2009-04-15T22:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:50:22.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choir-Thurs,Friday,Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Idk if i am even going to have any time to study for MDYS.&lt;br /&gt;+PVC,Sheeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AE night is like 3 days before the MDY?!&lt;br /&gt;Gr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed Amath!&lt;br /&gt;At least it is a pass right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesss,our stall is a profit!&lt;br /&gt;We made like so far $200 and above!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so pleased.Like we changed our location and we are now...$$&lt;br /&gt;I guess its also because now we have specific people to do sales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I have not even started on my picture collection.&lt;br /&gt;Its like you must take a picture with a person that you would like to thank and write acknowledgements on it. The camera is only coming tmr so I guess I will do it before choir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir today.&lt;br /&gt;I will conserve my energy.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how it would be like tmr.&lt;br /&gt;I will not be going for Bio and MT tmr! (:&lt;br /&gt;Soooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that when I miss someone,I would just block that person out of my head so i would not feel so..empty. I guess I'm doing that to 3 people now. I guess you were never free,its only a matter of time before I grow up and we would live separate lives. I guess my mind insists that it is still some hope but my heart knows that there is none. Its like..when I tell you how I feel,you feel guilty? Okay,time to block this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  really motivates me.&lt;br /&gt;Remember? We sang this in 2007 for teacher's day!&lt;br /&gt;Then Dharshiney &amp; some others danced&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Monica sang her solo.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like as it it was just yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;I believe I can.&lt;br /&gt;Like after listening to it,my spirits are lifted (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye till MDYS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XJ-qR9f9B4I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XJ-qR9f9B4I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3573355083345393284?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3573355083345393284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3573355083345393284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3573355083345393284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3573355083345393284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/choir-thursfridaysat.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-4486712900743371939</id><published>2009-04-11T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:15:27.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg.&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my geog essay.&lt;br /&gt;I still have AM,EM,Chem,Bio and Tamil to do.&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to catch my first movie of the year. (I think)&lt;br /&gt;Knowing. It was a nice movie but I felt that the ending was so..stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah the sound effects were LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite scary la. Hahah,no creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Less than a month away for the MDYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-4486712900743371939?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4486712900743371939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=4486712900743371939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4486712900743371939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4486712900743371939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2223510220572469847</id><published>2009-04-09T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:47:08.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/Sd4YZtcnGnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/puUhDiFhi_c/s1600-h/PVC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/Sd4YZtcnGnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/puUhDiFhi_c/s200/PVC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322718639573899890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,the whole week has been &lt;strong&gt;hectic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.4 tests this week! AM,EM,SS,Chem. AM,SS and Chem were all today. I guess they were alright..Well,AM was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir on Wednesday was awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;I feel that we are improving.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes,Divya. She brought her ball today to school and was playing with it. I snached it away from her and refused to give it back. She then pulled it and I fell forward with the chair on top of me. The whole class started laughing. Hahaha,okay,I was laughing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something really disgusting happened today.&lt;br /&gt;I bought my food and the guy was giving me my change. He dropped the coins into the food and took his had,scooped up the coins and gave them to me. I thought that he was going to change the food or something but he did not. He was not even wearing gloves,his bare hands! I just threw the food away. Not going to say what stall it was from though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to compass with sis to get something. Met Valencia,Freda and Meisi there.I saw this testpad that said,"Practise makes perfect". Then I brought it to them and showed it to them and I was like "this is wrong eh!" And they wer like,"practise makes permanant.Correct practise makes perfect!" --}Mr Liew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they were all helping me choose the notebook that I should buy. I could not even decide to after 1 hour,decided not to even buy! Hahah,they were calling me fickle. True la,to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,some things have been happening.&lt;br /&gt;Good things actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2223510220572469847?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2223510220572469847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2223510220572469847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2223510220572469847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2223510220572469847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesthe-whole-week-has-been-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/Sd4YZtcnGnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/puUhDiFhi_c/s72-c/PVC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7647329344990125495</id><published>2009-04-04T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:25:35.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg,my maid is annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;I think she is lying,no,I know that she is lying.&lt;br /&gt;She dare try to play with our minds? Well,guess what? We had a maid just like you last time so we would probably not fall for it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7647329344990125495?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7647329344990125495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7647329344990125495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7647329344990125495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7647329344990125495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/omgmy-maid-is-annoying-me.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-9169697375271942019</id><published>2009-04-04T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:34:53.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was just awesome. Mission the WHOLE day. Isabelle,Joshua,Father G.I remember them from the last time and this time was just as great. Joshua is like super funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua : Do you guys want to see a stip show? &lt;br /&gt;Then he starts to "stip" a sweet and he was like putting effects and all. I think I died laughing.Its so funny when Isabelle and Joshua start to fight. Its like brother and sister kind of fights? Reminds me of my own cousins hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was this point in time Joshua was giving out sweets and then he like pretended to throw.Then I was sitting like right infront of him and was not really bothered about the sweets.Then he just threw one on my lap.Then he was like "No thank you uh? Give back give back" then I was like "Hahahah thankyou".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradigms part was really true. Isabelle sure does know how to make an impact. I'm going to miss Isabelle and Joshua cause they are leaving the Mission Team this year :0 So sadddddd. Next year is just going to be Father G,Prem and Lavania? Well,yesterday was the first time I saw Prem and Lavania. So saddddd ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,Choir was awesome as usual. Rushed to do everything. We have like 3 more practises to SYF. Scaryy. Yup,then homed instead of tuition (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-9169697375271942019?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/9169697375271942019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=9169697375271942019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/9169697375271942019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/9169697375271942019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/hellod-yesterday-was-just-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1492341226004275790</id><published>2009-04-01T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:50:29.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy belated birthday Dee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;What are they really for,I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;To cheer you up on those days?&lt;br /&gt;To be there for you forever and ever?&lt;br /&gt;What happened to "best friends forever?"&lt;br /&gt;I guess forever does not last forever.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,at first I was super sad.&lt;br /&gt;But then when choir started,I decided to "leave my troubles outside". True enough,I felt better. Now,I feel great. I don't know whaat about it though. Some magical power? Hahah,I doubt so. The people there are just so awesome.They know what to do when I am having "those days" they actually care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,today I found choir awesome,seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Like it was not like the normal wednesday when everyone would just be talking away with no limit whatsover. I guess people are taking it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes yes,our dance got GOLD WITH HONOURS for SYF. Awesome! I feel proud of them at the same time pressured. Cause they got silver and jumped to GOLD WITH HONOURS,and we got silver too and now what? Hahah,we just got to do our best,regardless of the outcome. Go CHOIR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1492341226004275790?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1492341226004275790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1492341226004275790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1492341226004275790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1492341226004275790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/friends.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-477831173576514254</id><published>2009-03-27T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:40:59.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So school today was way better as compared to yesterday! (:&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were actually kind of..fun?&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda getting used to everything now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir! I think everyone is like remembering more stuff as compared to the last time. Like for the sop 2,w/o Mr Liew telling,adds the 2 teaspoons of talking voice.Its just so cool but like what Mr Liew said,I hope we improve fast enough! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg,I'm so happy right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-477831173576514254?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/477831173576514254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=477831173576514254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/477831173576514254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/477831173576514254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-school-today-was-way-better-as.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-64880602775373658</id><published>2009-03-26T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:05:29.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Loads of confusions and misunderstandings and I guess things got ugly after recess. Omg,yes today was horrible. We sat beside each other and were not talking to each other kind of horrible. Anyway smsed her and told her that what I was upset about. She told me that ____ told her something. Then when I checked with the person,she did not say that (phew).Better wait for tmr w/o making any jumps to conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC rehearsel was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing hall duty on that day. Must wear blazor! D:&lt;br /&gt;Hahah nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I pulled a muscle after PE yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choir tmr (:&lt;/strong&gt; Hurray!:D&lt;br /&gt;Hope Ms Lim is feeling better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-64880602775373658?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/64880602775373658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=64880602775373658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/64880602775373658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/64880602775373658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3694533020377353366</id><published>2009-03-19T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:40:28.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came online to check if the beneficiary has replied and it has not.&lt;br /&gt;________ is sending me like 30 messages in like a day. &lt;br /&gt;Hur,hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I know why I'm sick now. I knew that I had not screamed,talked loud or whatever Mr Liew said we should not do. Instead I did the stupidest thing,I slept with my hair wet. Omg,yesterday I was so trying to cure myself and today too. I guess I'm getting abit better. My nose is all blocked and my throat is..well. ARGH. Should I go see a doctor? I mean,even when I have a high fever I don't go to the doctor but seriously,I need to get well by &lt;strong&gt;tmr.&lt;/strong&gt; Gr. Like yesterday my mum was using the interx on me and I felt better then today when I woke up and drank some water,it hurt bad.So yeap. Interx for like 5 hours counting. My mum/me doing. I really want to get better. Like i ate this yucky thing for lunch that tasted so bad. Gurgled water and salt,nothing seems to be working. I don't care I'm going to be cured by tmr and &lt;U&gt;thats that.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3694533020377353366?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3694533020377353366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3694533020377353366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3694533020377353366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3694533020377353366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-came-online-to-check-if.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-6670789151175106412</id><published>2009-03-18T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:33:08.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choir was super fun on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;The exercises were good cause it taught us where the support was.&lt;br /&gt;Hah,Mekkkkkkkko.&lt;br /&gt;Today was also fun.&lt;br /&gt;Changed position right to the back at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah,I've been there all the time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But I prefer to like practise not at the back? Cause I can't really see.Then when Mr Liew does something and everyone starts laughing I don't even know whats happening. Hahah,nevermind I guesssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesss,before choir I was like asking Beatrix to like re-audition and then she said that she thought that she was not ready.&amp; today,Mr Liew asked her to come back! I was grinning at her as she walked. I hope she is happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR FRIDAY'S PRACTISE like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be awesome! &lt;br /&gt;VCH! Memories of bees. WYCF memories hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Night practise. Mr Liew was going to like cancel lucky its backkkkk! (:&lt;br /&gt;ILOVENIGHTPRACTISE.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes crap.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going sick.&lt;br /&gt;CRAP. I did not do anything wrong okay,I can assure you that.&lt;br /&gt;I did not scream for sports day as much as I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;I did not even scream for my class.&lt;br /&gt;And when Saint Elizabeth was announced as the winner,I DID NOT SCREAM.&lt;br /&gt;When I came back home,i rushed to the kitchen and took 2 spoons of pi pa gao (sp?). Then I took another 3 more spoons plus hot water. I can't believe this. What luck. I don't care,I'm not going to talk tmr and I'm going to refrain from talking on friday if i don't feel any better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-6670789151175106412?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6670789151175106412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=6670789151175106412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6670789151175106412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6670789151175106412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/choir-was-super-fun-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-5493116481339592858</id><published>2009-03-08T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:11:18.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday and today was AWESOME. So now I'm part of PVC,coool ;D&lt;br /&gt;Our goal is to raise $1000 for the beneficiary that we choose. I think  we are planning to break the singapore record and have a collage of 25,000 photos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in my group are Alvina,Melanie,Mei Jun,Amelia,Yi Shin, Stacey and Chu Ning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;Today was so FUN!&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I gave it my 110% so I'm proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;The first activity was scary but I did it!&lt;br /&gt;Like the 5 chairs were stacked up and we were supposed to go up one by one to fall backwards and then the people in our team were supposed to catch us. I was SO scared. Wahaha. I never knew that I was afraid of heights xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sheena told us the 3 options.&lt;br /&gt;1)Fall with a blind fold on.&lt;br /&gt;2)Fall w/o a blind fold.&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't fall at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like super scared,everyone around me with me and Mei Jun in the middle. I was like tearing already. Super nervous laaa. Then I did it and they did not let me fall :D I was super relieved! Then the 30 seconds of silence while you "experience" how it feels like to have someone to "catch you when you fall". It was overall superrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr fun.Catching everyone and I also learnt how to trust others,have courage and step out of my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was break. Went and explored the school with the rest. Then we went for lunch and back again. The next activity was also awesome! We combined with Singapore poly and NJC? Coool. I really liked the girl from Singapore Poly. I forgot her name D: She really encouraged us to do our best and not to give up. She called the SJC girls from my team the cheer team. Hahahaha. So she would be like," CHEER TEAM GATHER" &amp; then we would like cheer them on. I made sure that I did not go out of control because of SYF. I asked Alvina whether we should be screaming that she was like,"Aiyah,why you care so much?" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was the dancing time. Everyone went wild as Disturbia,please don't stop the music played. Hah,that guy was dancing like nobody's business.  Fun,FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap and the we had some talks and CNA came.&lt;br /&gt;Then we screamed "WE LOVE YOU HUI HUI!" a group hug.&lt;br /&gt;Hui Hui is our mentor. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to decide whether or not we wanted to join PVC.&lt;br /&gt;At first I was really like hesitant because of SYF and my studies but I guess I got to really plan my time well (which means that i won't be here much). Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very motivated now,this was what I needed at this point of my life.&lt;br /&gt;It was really a life changing experience. (:&lt;br /&gt;So we are meeting Hui Hui on thursday at our school to find choose a beneficiary :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gtg sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Omg,I feel super bad,&lt;br /&gt;Mariah asked me to go out but I said that I could not.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr,I got to work. Maybe I'll meet her...depends if I manage to complete whatever I want to do. It was soo tempting to say YES. Hah,Nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-5493116481339592858?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5493116481339592858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=5493116481339592858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5493116481339592858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5493116481339592858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterday-and-today-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-526733949659860587</id><published>2009-03-06T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:21:48.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choir was alright,no audition.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously idk why I'm so tired nowadayssss.&lt;br /&gt;Better go sleep,leadership camp tmr and sun,8.30am-7.30pm (:&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to it! Meeting Alvina at 8.10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2testsnextweek D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-526733949659860587?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/526733949659860587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=526733949659860587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/526733949659860587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/526733949659860587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2700195089674230289</id><published>2009-03-05T16:08:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:21:33.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/Sa-S09yrPuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/LPRfbLyUDiA/s1600-h/ffffffffff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/Sa-S09yrPuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/LPRfbLyUDiA/s200/ffffffffff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309623924331069154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting very frustrated with certain things that are happening.&lt;br /&gt;When I do the right thing,well it does not really matter now does it?&lt;br /&gt;Its just the number that ya'll care about anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really understand how you could say that I did not do it, when I did. Did you even bother asking around,nope. Nevermind,not like anyone would have had the guts to have said anything anyway. I really don't understand. I want to make a change but people just don't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably guess that the same thing is going to happen for the __________. No one is ever going to see,its all about the bootlicking anyway. I'm not pissed or upset,just frustrated.Cause no matter how hard I try,its not going to work,nothing is going to change,you will never see it. I don't see where this passion is going to since nothing is going to change. Frustration is what I feel almost everyday now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like punching the wall right now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm in a container and heavy things are pouring down on me.I feel like...crap. No one takes anything I say seriously,its just a joke afterall,right? I'm &lt;s&gt;never&lt;/s&gt; going to be capable enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I have something to look forward to tmr,choir.&lt;br /&gt;SYF audition again,sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really,realllllllly realllllllllllllllllly want to be able to tell you my problems and share every thing with you like I used to in Sec 2. But now I don't want to stress you out,can see you have billions of stress to handle now and I would not be helping. Now I just got to bury everything inside and do my best to smile when actually all I want to do is sit in a corner and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I just want to wake up from this horrible NIGHTMARE ):&lt;/S&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2700195089674230289?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2700195089674230289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2700195089674230289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2700195089674230289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2700195089674230289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/Sa-S09yrPuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/LPRfbLyUDiA/s72-c/ffffffffff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2671306340370795299</id><published>2009-03-03T18:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:54:43.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess certain things happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just got to learn to accept,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to let you push me around anymore though.&lt;br /&gt;You are just being utter childish.&lt;br /&gt;However you don't know,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2671306340370795299?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2671306340370795299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2671306340370795299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2671306340370795299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2671306340370795299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-gonna-kill-winona-tmr-after-i.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-8675792162254543495</id><published>2009-03-02T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:48:40.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeho.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy for 2 reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,I passed CHEM!&lt;br /&gt;Happy,happy kid. (:&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,I finally figured out my Amath homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was kind of awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Hah,Math was oooooookay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with my homework &amp;amp; yesterday's E-learning was very time consuming -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anw,back to geog!&lt;br /&gt;Oh no,reflection :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yessss,this is so cute! My sis showed it to me...Two twins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vU1veIty83c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vU1veIty83c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-8675792162254543495?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8675792162254543495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8675792162254543495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8675792162254543495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8675792162254543495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weeho.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7608789201009295697</id><published>2009-02-27T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:25:39.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0JBzGhTtr4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0JBzGhTtr4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This song has alot of meaning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its mainly about a couple who are on the verge of a divorce and how as they travel,they realise that there is alot of pain and suffering that is way more serious and bigger than theirs. &amp;amp; yeap.  (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7608789201009295697?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7608789201009295697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7608789201009295697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7608789201009295697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7608789201009295697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7672318093894529231</id><published>2009-02-27T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:29:33.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/Saj16feDiEI/AAAAAAAAAW4/_nQZV_AUnnI/s1600-h/DHQQQCAD9NTIQCA10IM19CADTGHWUCAE1X9LOCAI73F0OCA9VO9P0CA5HZMFXCAK5KYASCAR0VGE2CA7BM89DCA97TU2UCAD6EK2RCAOYH86HCA1UJ7OUCAXC4W78CA0LKZC9CAANSQYPCANOAY27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307762546084907074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/Saj16feDiEI/AAAAAAAAAW4/_nQZV_AUnnI/s200/DHQQQCAD9NTIQCA10IM19CADTGHWUCAE1X9LOCAI73F0OCA9VO9P0CA5HZMFXCAK5KYASCAR0VGE2CA7BM89DCA97TU2UCAD6EK2RCAOYH86HCA1UJ7OUCAXC4W78CA0LKZC9CAANSQYPCANOAY27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been a long week.&lt;br /&gt;TGIF! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went for Monfort's Council Investiture with Divya and Clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun hahahahah (:&lt;br /&gt;So I cannot believe that I'm saying this,but tamil was actually okay yesterday. Hah,amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Ran down with Divya to get our blazors.&lt;br /&gt;Sharul was not there yet so we just hung around for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;After she came,rushed to change,etc.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped Clarissa somewhere near her grandfather's house and then me and Divya went to my house :D&lt;br /&gt;Fun,fun,FUN! (:&lt;br /&gt;Divya left her bag at my house.&lt;br /&gt;Taxi to monfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg,so many guysss.&lt;br /&gt;Duh,its a guys school...&lt;br /&gt;Anw,it was raining then the taxi went into the school and the guys came running just to open the door. Lol,omg Divya was like very nervous hahaha. Then met some peopleee.&lt;br /&gt;Hah,divya was like,"We have to stay close to the exit so that we are safe" then im like...huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol,then the president talked to us and we did not even know that he was the president. The invest was alright (:&lt;br /&gt;Super funny,Divya is going to kill me when she sees this.&lt;br /&gt;She needed to pee super bad but could not go because it was the "squatty toilet"&lt;br /&gt;Omg,I'm so evillllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;And clarissa said it like super loud?&lt;br /&gt;Hah,Divya's bladder was going to explode.&lt;br /&gt;And whenever we said the word "drink" she would give us a constipated look. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then this guy came to us and asked us if we wanted a drink then divya managed a "no thank you" Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then taxi-ed to Divya's house and then made my way home from there.&lt;br /&gt;Divya and her father came over to collect her bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot believe that I passed geog. I got an A! (:&lt;br /&gt;Unbelivable.&lt;br /&gt;I was just staring at my paper when i got it la. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,I got A &amp;amp; E math yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid carelessness. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem and Bio,not yet.&lt;br /&gt;Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Omg,Mrs Sena called my register number so i had to read a passage that had alot of the word _____. Omg,I just could not bring myself to saying that word to the whole class so I would be like skipping all those words until Mrs Sena made me say them. Super -.-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,SS was fun. The teacher did not come so me,Keisa,Tracy,Jaime,Gen and Esta were like stacking pens? LOL,random I know. We stacked till super high okay,don't play-play. Many people tried to sabo us by showing us the action of throwing stuff. The whole class was like "AWW" when the thing fell down. LOL?&lt;br /&gt;Omg,I love 3Grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;But at first I was real tired but I overcame it and then it was niceeee (:&lt;br /&gt;Day before forgot to do push-ups so did 100 yesterday.Omg hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamil tuition was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Mrs L's daugher came in super excited cause she got to see herself in Mrs L's womb. Then one guy commented that it looked like precipitate and then Mrs L's daugher was like," I failed both my sciences" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Other stuff also.&lt;br /&gt;Omg,no Ghost Whisperor today!&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7672318093894529231?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7672318093894529231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7672318093894529231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7672318093894529231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7672318093894529231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/Saj16feDiEI/AAAAAAAAAW4/_nQZV_AUnnI/s72-c/DHQQQCAD9NTIQCA10IM19CADTGHWUCAE1X9LOCAI73F0OCA9VO9P0CA5HZMFXCAK5KYASCAR0VGE2CA7BM89DCA97TU2UCAD6EK2RCAOYH86HCA1UJ7OUCAXC4W78CA0LKZC9CAANSQYPCANOAY27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-4207418680618663893</id><published>2009-02-20T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:12:48.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SZ7Ve3xwg7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/dA9nVJl16C0/s1600-h/3_by_przypadek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304912137434465202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SZ7Ve3xwg7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/dA9nVJl16C0/s200/3_by_przypadek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today.....FRIDAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg,I went to school with butterflies in my stomach...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMath was today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was goooooooooooooooooood! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanked my sister like shit cause she taught me yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I was super..stressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah. Cause chem paper was like.... :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh no,I think I'm going to fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like tearing after the chem paper la please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; MT was like..embarrassing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause..Oh welll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was like sitting right infront of me and..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is the worst. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So....&lt;strong&gt;argh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Divya was trying to make me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her to the end of the world (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways was awesome cause..&lt;br /&gt;1) Amath was do-able.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) The lessons today were like super fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) CHOIR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well,after the test I practically ran to the toilet cause I was super happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyah its only the first test la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still got 81203910291 more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SS was like...LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gen,Tracy,Jaime and Vivien are like woah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Keisia kept laughing at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school went to the canteen and sat on the floor with Crazia and Esta. Then clara and chermaine came out from no where. Then Olivia. LOL. Listened to music and....Keisia's nose bled D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choir was AWE-SOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the warm ups were fun! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Liew is like so cute can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way he was sipping his drink and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choir seriously makes me HAPPY! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously cannot wait for the choir practise that is like up to...9pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that just...AWESOME (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The magic is like..awesome! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome awesome awesome awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuition then Ghost Whisperor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To : ________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may be sad now, but just remember that they are in a better place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is just not fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-4207418680618663893?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4207418680618663893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=4207418680618663893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4207418680618663893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4207418680618663893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SZ7Ve3xwg7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/dA9nVJl16C0/s72-c/3_by_przypadek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-5049076554976680285</id><published>2009-02-10T17:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:13:36.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so busy these days.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my sec 2 life D:&lt;br /&gt;Amath.Emath.SS test.&lt;br /&gt;Woweeee.Goodluck to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my SYF audition went bad.&lt;br /&gt;Omg,my "His" was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;But at least I got into the second round.&lt;br /&gt;Got to brush up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. I really hope I get into SYF.&lt;br /&gt;Rahrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm so irriatable nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Like the smallest thing would make me go nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep that well.&lt;br /&gt;Too stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I did not mean to break down infront of you.&lt;br /&gt;Well,I guess I'm kinda doing that alot now.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that the rubberband was stretched too much and at a final tug,it just snapped.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for cheering me up buddy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess Ill be back like maaaaaybe next week?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like deleating this bloggg.&lt;br /&gt;Idk whats the point of keeping it dead.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't,idk why though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did we become strangers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-5049076554976680285?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5049076554976680285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=5049076554976680285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5049076554976680285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5049076554976680285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-so-busy-these-days_10.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1066505403434794286</id><published>2009-01-31T08:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:28:05.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SYOpIe-R2oI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7nZk46-jz94/s1600-h/a4565r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297263549936163458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SYOpIe-R2oI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7nZk46-jz94/s200/a4565r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School was awesome yesterday (:&lt;br /&gt;I just looooove Fridays. Many would know why la heh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,started with AMATH which was crap seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I have GOT to go and figure out how to do the thing man.&lt;br /&gt;If not off goes the A1! )):&lt;br /&gt;I swear I did not get what she was saying.&lt;br /&gt;And neither did anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we all looked so "pale and drained" after that one question&lt;br /&gt;That Mrs Lee got sooo worried and she was like," Okay,I will give you all 5 minutes to talk to your friend beside you about your feelings about the question"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; no one was talking!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went to sleeep&lt;br /&gt;Oh god,so stressfull :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,GEOG!&lt;br /&gt;Oookay. I'm so fickle I can tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;Won't explain why though.&lt;br /&gt;Geog was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was english which was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we get absolute NO stress from there.&lt;br /&gt;So thats where everyone smilessss (:&lt;br /&gt;Did some game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was LOL.&lt;br /&gt;At first was eating with Keisia and Esta.&lt;br /&gt;Then saw Divya and sneaked up behind her.&lt;br /&gt;Then tickle attack!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Her reaction was like very minute.&lt;br /&gt;Anwwww,we were talking about something&lt;br /&gt;and i said something purposely.&lt;br /&gt;Then she just SLAPPED me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she started to laugh like a maniac.&lt;br /&gt;Then I SLAPPED her and started to laugh like a maniac.&lt;br /&gt;Then she pulled my tie. &amp;amp; I pulled her tie too.&lt;br /&gt;She kicked me and I kicked her too.&lt;br /&gt;Then I just slapped her like many times when I saw her&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she counted the number and she said that she was going to slap me back when i least expected it.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha that was ultra FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ss. Anti-climatic,it was boring.&lt;br /&gt;Keisia was singing.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to concentrate&lt;br /&gt;Esta was being ESTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch! (:&lt;br /&gt;Fun tooo.&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe,Keisia's sister came and asked me to tell her which guy was hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I told her one that Keisia said was hot and Phoebe did not think so.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha,the me and Keisia were like *hi-5* and Phoebe was like whatever!&lt;br /&gt;Said bye to Keisia and Esta and went up for choir with Angeline and Elisa.&lt;br /&gt;Anw,started to play the piano with Ashely.&lt;br /&gt;Then pris came and asked me to study with her and I was like...maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;I had to get a break from school la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then pris played too..&lt;br /&gt;She played the left hand and I played the right&lt;br /&gt;It was chaosss.&lt;br /&gt;So before choir was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;I then went out to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I was attacked by a few sec 1s.&lt;br /&gt;I did not even know them la please.&lt;br /&gt;They were sweet-talking me and following me wherever I went.&lt;br /&gt;Even to the toilet &amp;amp; they waited outside.&lt;br /&gt;Then just ran to the AVA room,hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,Choir.&lt;br /&gt;Omg,I really hope that I get into SYF.&lt;br /&gt;I swear if i don't,I would cry till my eyes become super dehydrated that it would turn...dark red? (dk if that is even possible?)&lt;br /&gt;Emotions went high I guess.&lt;br /&gt;People cried.&lt;br /&gt;Scary laaaa. When I saw Sop1's getting kicked out I was like...Omg.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess its something that has to be done,for SYF.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i don't get in,I would still be happy for those who got in.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that they would do the choir proud (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously looking forward to wednesday for choir.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously not looking forward to the audition.&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I want this so bad,SO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Bused with sis and pris.&lt;br /&gt;sis fell asleep hah.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Pris about SYF and choir.&lt;br /&gt;She gave some advise&lt;br /&gt;Most probably we would practise, before choir ,on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Sheeeeeeeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Pris so funny laa.&lt;br /&gt;She was like telling me something and this guy just hit her on her leg and she was like.....&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,tamil tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Me and sis were walking and then heard someone screaming TRIYNKA!&lt;br /&gt;It was Divya running from the back.&lt;br /&gt;So walked and walked.&lt;br /&gt;7.29 STILL walking.&lt;br /&gt;Reached at about 7.31?&lt;br /&gt;Fun at first but i was falling asleep at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god,I really want SYF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1066505403434794286?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1066505403434794286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1066505403434794286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1066505403434794286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1066505403434794286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-was-awesome-yesterday-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SYOpIe-R2oI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7nZk46-jz94/s72-c/a4565r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-6263141045825429693</id><published>2009-01-29T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:57:02.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SYGLIcIDYrI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/LQg_0yXMaRg/s1600-h/inspiration_quote_graphic_b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296667613869597362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SYGLIcIDYrI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/LQg_0yXMaRg/s200/inspiration_quote_graphic_b4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was like....god.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was awesome though (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh yessssss,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after Choir,I dropped my tie pin.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I was like panicking like &lt;strong&gt;hell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that my tie pin was not with me like when i reached the bus stop?!&lt;br /&gt;So me and my sis said bye to Ashely and Freda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searched high and low.&lt;br /&gt;Could not find it.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the bus stop thinking and thinking what was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Sis decided to go back again and she FOUND IT.&lt;br /&gt;Awesomenessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;It was at the gate. Lame heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,CHOIR WAS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;Like real fun but stressful at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I just changed to A1 for the song.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I havent really like gotten my part yet,nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;I think i got it now?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for the chinese song i'm thinking of going to see Ms Fu and ask her to help me read.&lt;br /&gt;Then I shall see laaa.&lt;br /&gt;She my sec 1 Form teacher! Together with Mrs Ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes yes,&lt;br /&gt;I had the weirdest dream yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Cause my mum asked me to sleep by 9 yesterday so at about 8.45 before going to bed,I decided to like practise the songs/highlight the dynamics and stuff and what Mr Liew said cause I did not bring my scores. Then I practised until like..10.45? Then before my mum came up I ran to bed. Hahahaha. Time passed super fast la (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dream was even weirder. Cause Mr Liew talked about the "cheena-ness" about the song and also about the white horses like you know..Galloping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its hard to believe but I dreamt that there were like Britain type of people riding white horses and singing the chinese song? LOL. Weird weird.&lt;br /&gt;Anw,I'm falling in love with all the SYF songs! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was...God.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;English I was like nodding off.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then was Chem spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows me well would know that I'm hmm..not that good at SPA.&lt;br /&gt;Like i suck at practicals.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; since I'm number 41 in my class of 43,I had like no place to sit.&lt;br /&gt;So she asked me to like sit on the teacher's place.&lt;br /&gt;Which is like infront of the classsss.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I was like BLUR.&lt;br /&gt;My filter paper broke like 3 times?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I had to redo and redo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Idk why but Mrs Lee calls me "Triya"&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda weird cause..thats what only my family calls me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,half my recess gone :0&lt;br /&gt;Well,at least I know NOW!&lt;br /&gt;And Emath was like super boring la.&lt;br /&gt;Like its either she is going toooooo fast or toooooooooooo slow.&lt;br /&gt;Today was like super duper slow la ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bio was Bio.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim was talking about "XY".&lt;br /&gt;Lol,laughed like woah.&lt;br /&gt;Actually quite poor thing ehhh ):&lt;br /&gt;But Mr Lim is quite good heh! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm,thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;Bus back with Freda was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;Talked about CHOIR!&lt;br /&gt;I love talking about Choir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freda asked me how come I so in love with Choir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah,I did'nt know how to answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love going for Choir? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Tuesdays/wednesdays/thurs/friday&lt;br /&gt;Cause Choir is like soon?&lt;br /&gt;But i wayyy love thursdays and Fridaysssssssssss (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,i gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;No homework today (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-6263141045825429693?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6263141045825429693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=6263141045825429693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6263141045825429693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6263141045825429693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-like.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SYGLIcIDYrI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/LQg_0yXMaRg/s72-c/inspiration_quote_graphic_b4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1011824061023449467</id><published>2009-01-27T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:04:35.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I did TONS AND TONS OF WORK :D&lt;br /&gt;Well,so was Sun night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Today was....HORRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I did not do much work.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was getting distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,Swensons was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;Today was a bitter-sweet kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was scary cause well,I shan't write it here.&lt;br /&gt;I have a week ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;3 MORE DAYS :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1011824061023449467?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1011824061023449467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1011824061023449467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1011824061023449467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1011824061023449467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterday-was-awesome_27.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-340131232389377588</id><published>2009-01-26T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:32:29.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;After 3 hours,I finally finished my Commonwealth Essay :DD&lt;br /&gt;1,475 words.&lt;br /&gt;Happy happy meeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay,choir tmr! (:&lt;br /&gt;SYF testing is on friday.&lt;br /&gt;YIKES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-340131232389377588?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/340131232389377588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=340131232389377588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/340131232389377588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/340131232389377588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-sooo-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2769024115997513775</id><published>2009-01-25T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:48:08.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a regular friday/sat/sunday blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Well,100% Friday lah ;D&lt;br /&gt;Byeee,time to get to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2769024115997513775?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2769024115997513775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2769024115997513775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2769024115997513775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2769024115997513775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-regular-fridaysatsunday-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-4152047057263781525</id><published>2009-01-23T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:19:53.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't really get &lt;strong&gt;it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...is'nt it like abit not reasonable?&lt;br /&gt;We may not have been the &lt;em&gt;bestest &lt;/em&gt;of friends in the world in sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;But we are in&lt;strong&gt; sec 3&lt;/strong&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;Rather you are in sec 3 now.&lt;br /&gt;Please grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean,I have like tried over and again to like reach out to you.&lt;br /&gt;I mean....ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how I felt when you purposely swang your bag and hit my stomach?&lt;br /&gt;You had super thick books in there mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; later you add a sacarstic "whoops" behind that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw the stupid worksheet/books at me.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh,I really have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;You wonder why people don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;This would probably be the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean....I really tried.&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't read this.&lt;br /&gt;I stuck up for you last year when they were all bullying you.&lt;br /&gt;When they called you names,I stook up for you.&lt;br /&gt;Cause thats what friends do.&lt;br /&gt;Even are not really "friends"&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would understand my underlying intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you treat me no better then a dog,I won't give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-4152047057263781525?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4152047057263781525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=4152047057263781525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4152047057263781525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4152047057263781525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-really-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-8487994545418701324</id><published>2009-01-22T17:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:54:23.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SXg7SnJQUpI/AAAAAAAAATw/TXtVeTstrjg/s1600-h/Redemption_by_zemotion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294046552905503378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SXg7SnJQUpI/AAAAAAAAATw/TXtVeTstrjg/s200/Redemption_by_zemotion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Breaking free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is FRIDAY not THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;The week has been rather awesome(:&lt;br /&gt;Well,homework is like taking 93021903820 years to be completed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting used to it la.&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with Amath.&lt;br /&gt;It was ooookay la :D&lt;br /&gt;Elisa is like freaking smart laaa. She kept correction Mrs Lee.&lt;br /&gt;0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw then was geog.&lt;br /&gt;Mama Soon (:&lt;br /&gt;She is nice but hah,I think abit to fast?&lt;br /&gt;We alr forget our sec 2 stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I gave Mekko my geog books so I have nothing to revise with ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ENGLISH.&lt;br /&gt;Which was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Sena asked us to like read magazine and pick out discriptive words.&lt;br /&gt;Every one like brought Teenage? I bought yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped reading Teenage in like sec 1?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt; was like doing the work.&lt;br /&gt;Hah,I did okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;WELL, I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then recess.&lt;br /&gt;Went locker with Keisia and Esta.&lt;br /&gt;LOL,Esta was teaching me how to open locker.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the toilet,talked about Benidict solution.&lt;br /&gt;Hah,Keisia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then duty. SS afterwords. Omg,I seriously want to listen but the class like talks so much? Keisia was talking about her ex (s) and stuff. Hah,me and esta pretended that Esta had a boyfriend and Keisia was dying of curiosity. Oh yesss,Esta keeps on calling me Triangle. ARGH! I don't want that nickname!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,during break esta said that she wanted to come to my house. Keisia would be coming for the first time. Maybe Angeline and Elisa? Have to ask my mum first. Actually my house quite messy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch. The chocolate that Mr Sim gave melted in my pocket and all over my phone D:&lt;br /&gt;Collected money! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris wore her bro's specks and looked cool. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Talked and stufff.&lt;br /&gt;Homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOIR! (:&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I look forward to every Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;I think im finally getting the chinese song (:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Liew said that it was "coming together"&lt;br /&gt;I guess it needs more practise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;During the break,Winona did something to me. IDK why Alvina and Winona have this urge to hit my stomach randomly okay. Well Winona. When I went to the toilet I hit hers cause well,revenge! Then when I was talking to pris,she hit my stomach...Only thing she missed. Oh god. She somemore can say bonus. Im going to get Winona soon. SOON! Then priscilla was attacking me from one side and Winona,the other. I was like ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah,Ah Ma's hair is under constant attack...my ME.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahah *evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;My hands just keeps slipping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw break over sang even more.&lt;br /&gt;I understand what Mr Liew said when he talked about passion.&lt;br /&gt;I mean there are like 2 groups of people.&lt;br /&gt;One who like love choir to the maxxxxxxxxxx.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the other group just do it for attendance/cca points.&lt;br /&gt;Some unknown people have started to suddenly come. Maybe cause they wanna do SYF.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus with sis/pris/Hui shan.&lt;br /&gt;Tamil tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Okay laa not too boring.&lt;br /&gt;Played with Dee after that.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesss,from now on ill be a regular Friday person! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-8487994545418701324?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8487994545418701324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8487994545418701324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8487994545418701324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8487994545418701324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/breaking-free.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SXg7SnJQUpI/AAAAAAAAATw/TXtVeTstrjg/s72-c/Redemption_by_zemotion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-4757951464091574481</id><published>2009-01-18T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:46:31.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for leaving you,dead.&lt;br /&gt;I just have no mood to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-4757951464091574481?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4757951464091574481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=4757951464091574481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4757951464091574481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4757951464091574481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-peeeeeps-d-today-was-math-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1995367457536626697</id><published>2009-01-16T23:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:42:45.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SXC16rhXMJI/AAAAAAAAATo/Gf1BsO5gTSA/s1600-h/184263154_ee7cb0a25f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291929581880029330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SXC16rhXMJI/AAAAAAAAATo/Gf1BsO5gTSA/s200/184263154_ee7cb0a25f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Unreciprocated feelings&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. What a weeeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;Really,I thank god its friday,seriously.&lt;br /&gt;If not I think I would have died,long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double science is killing me in terms of weight.&lt;br /&gt;My back and bag is like exploding?&lt;br /&gt;Then after a whole day,I get a sore back.&lt;br /&gt;Went to check out lockers,needed one.&lt;br /&gt;Mum said so too. Anw,Pris offered to share her locker with me. Yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;Keisia &amp;amp; I have much in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Math D:&lt;br /&gt;I was like practically sitting there rotting with all the flies around me already.&lt;br /&gt;I was like....?!!&lt;br /&gt;Until me and Keisia went to ask Mrs Lee. Then I understood.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee's ending line of class is ALWAYS,"Time flies when you are having fun"&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was elec geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MRS SOON IS OUR TEACHER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah,3D went! (:&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;LOL,not that im mean but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;MRS SOON IS LIKE THE AWESOMEST (is there such a word? 0.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all the other subs.&lt;br /&gt;SS was like zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;I could not even hear the teach over the noiseeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was bullying Divya and Cassandra during break.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Angeline and Elisa to finish eating then we went to the AVA room.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Kardya. Hah,she says that she has grown even more imature after braces!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to feel so weird when she graduates D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,Kardya,Angeline and Elisa then went to the liabrary and then to the lab.&lt;br /&gt;Yuppp.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;CHOIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOIR WAS AWESOME TODAY LA :D&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have never been even more serious in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE ARE SINGING THE SNOW! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg,awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. There was one part. It was during the break.&lt;br /&gt;Me,Geraldine,Freda,Valencia, Mei Si and Manju were like in a circle.&lt;br /&gt;Then I got up and Freda got up too.&lt;br /&gt;Then I tripped over Freda and was going to fall&lt;br /&gt;And Debi came out of &lt;strong&gt;NO WHERE&lt;/strong&gt; and saved me by putting her arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;Superlady right?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Jelly Woman (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;During combined sectionals with Mr Liew there was this sec 1 girl,jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;She was quite cute ;D&lt;br /&gt;I was like guiding her like where to sing/how to.&lt;br /&gt;I felt a nice feeling doing that. I mean its fun to teach someone how to sing (:&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia decided to join Choir.&lt;br /&gt;She is a smart kiddddddddddddddddddddddd (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes,I love the way Mr Liew does the whole explaination of things.&lt;br /&gt;Like the "B something" (forgot the word)&lt;br /&gt;The roots and sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome la and hes also real funny (Duh.)&lt;br /&gt;Hah,I wished that Choir was everyday! But,I would not be able to with the amount of homework. I cant wait for Choir to increase to 3 times a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw,rushed for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Took 136 with My sis,Pris,Angeline and Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS,Nicole is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;She was like,"taking 136? Take with me take with me"&lt;br /&gt;The way she said it was real funnny (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I felt kinda stuck inbetween? I guess its okay now (:&lt;br /&gt;Confused manz. I only got that impression cause she told me one loh.&lt;br /&gt;After tuition talked to pris for like half and hour while waiting for mum to come. The tuition teach was busy talking to sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and watched ghost whisperor.&lt;br /&gt;So sad,just as they wanted to have a baby,Jim died.&lt;br /&gt;I just teared up last week after I saw that okay.&lt;br /&gt;So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda can relate to melinda in the story.&lt;br /&gt;Not the baby part,NO,LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The part where she has to trudge the load by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing is that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I see you I get like real happy,&amp;amp; when you leave,all I think is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It gets me annoyed that you control my emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No,I'm not going to allow that. I will control my state!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You treat me the same as everyone else when all I think about,is just you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You prolly don't know how I feel about you,maybe its best this way. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1995367457536626697?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1995367457536626697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1995367457536626697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1995367457536626697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1995367457536626697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow_16.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SXC16rhXMJI/AAAAAAAAATo/Gf1BsO5gTSA/s72-c/184263154_ee7cb0a25f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3400084135837087662</id><published>2009-01-13T18:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:58:42.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Dicipline</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Only thing bad about yesterday was carrying double math and double science books D:&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes yes! My geog teacher is like Ms Cindy Soon! I'm soo happy la heh :D&lt;br /&gt;Even though it may not be Mrs Shereen Wong!&lt;br /&gt;Ms Soon was like," You all can call me Mama Soon if ya'll are comfortable enough"&lt;br /&gt;onebigfamily. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir Trials were awesomeeeee (:&lt;br /&gt;So fun to watch. (:&lt;br /&gt;Sharon's cousin and Jacqueline's sis got in! Coool manz.&lt;br /&gt;Sharon's cousin was like number 1? Guess its in the genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm gonna be a good girl and stop blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Came online to print something.&lt;br /&gt;Heheheheeeeee,I'm not going to blog tmr/day after and the day after that.&lt;br /&gt;Its called&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;Self Discipline &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOIR TMR! (:&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3400084135837087662?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3400084135837087662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3400084135837087662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3400084135837087662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3400084135837087662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterday-was-awesome.html' title='Self Dicipline'/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-6863075033777454421</id><published>2009-01-09T17:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:45:34.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWcXKTRPSvI/AAAAAAAAATg/gIpMaXPrdFE/s1600-h/407fe4e96c0ef116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289221753108646642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWcXKTRPSvI/AAAAAAAAATg/gIpMaXPrdFE/s200/407fe4e96c0ef116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY WAS AWESOME OKAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;Cooking and dancing is super fun yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost late for Council meeting but was not. Met Divya,talked,duty,the normal stufffffff. Went up. Hah,Keisia was telling us about her nightmare,kind of funny la heh. Then spilt up in our classes. Cooking first! Me,Keisia and Chermaine were in one group. Made Quiche ,soup and banana crumble. Uber fun ehh! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my finger into 2!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah,no lah,its just a small tiny cut that you can barely see it. Actually can see la. I cut myself with a knife! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then pictures and lunch!&lt;br /&gt;Omg,Angeline and Elisa were totally making me sing la.&lt;br /&gt;They were like," You tell us not to be nervous but you yourself loh."&lt;br /&gt;So to set a good example,I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Fun much? This part was super funny okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance Instructor : So today is the last day of your camp. What did ya'll do for the other days?&lt;br /&gt;Then one girl who was not even listening and having her own private convo was like," DON'T TELL YOU" and it was meant for her friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Dance Instructor was like,"WHO IS THAT?" LOL. ;D&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time that I did not really forget the dance steps!&lt;br /&gt;Tuition nowwwwwwwwwwwwwww D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Edit! (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tamil Tuition was alrightttttttttttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;________ asked Mrs L to separate me and Divya -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ironic cause _______ was the one who was talking away and away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God,and you may be asking. Why does she want to sit beside Divya if they arent talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well,the ans is causee,we aren't in the same class/cca/anything. Grrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-6863075033777454421?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6863075033777454421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=6863075033777454421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6863075033777454421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6863075033777454421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-awesome-okay-d-cooking-and.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWcXKTRPSvI/AAAAAAAAATg/gIpMaXPrdFE/s72-c/407fe4e96c0ef116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2981106245970704868</id><published>2009-01-08T21:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:12:49.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWYJ1sgBlmI/AAAAAAAAATY/dLaDuS5xbJA/s1600-h/th_Happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288925630476424802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWYJ1sgBlmI/AAAAAAAAATY/dLaDuS5xbJA/s200/th_Happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; by fun,I MEAN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was service learning.&lt;br /&gt;Which was .....BORING,at least at first.&lt;br /&gt;I slept late yesterday,and the guy was going on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I started to get a headache D:&lt;br /&gt;Lucky he stopped and we got into our group! :DD&lt;br /&gt;Celeste,Annabelle,Angeline,Elisa,Jia Xin and Kumari (:&lt;br /&gt;Did abit of retarded brainstorming.&lt;br /&gt;Then breakkkkk.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keisia showed me her sis! Who is in 1G.((:&lt;br /&gt;Cool,right!&lt;br /&gt;Then went into the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Keisia was making fun of the bus driver! TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached marina barrage.&lt;br /&gt;FUN,FUN!&lt;br /&gt;There was this place where we had like time to take pictures to Keisia went,&lt;strong&gt;mad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may upload when Keisia/Celeste send it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,National Liabrary.&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;First was umm,lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Jeannine like mashed up her vegetable and some other stuff that looked real disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keisia and Esta did the same. I just watched amused and disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah,they made a smily face with blood coming out from the mouth and noseeee. D:&lt;br /&gt;Keisia took a picture of it,maybe upload tmrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was national liabrary!&lt;br /&gt;Went around. It was so funny okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keisia : Wow,its so high I feel so dizzy!&lt;br /&gt;Me : HUH?! This is like the level of our school ehh?&lt;br /&gt;Me : *looks where the level thing is shown in the lift* Oh,level 7! So high!&lt;br /&gt;Then the stranger behind me like laughed? Eugenia was like HAHAHA,so were the rest in the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I need to go soon maybe I will post the rest tmr?&lt;br /&gt;Oh,btw I miss DIVYA and Saddam Hussein ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2981106245970704868?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2981106245970704868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2981106245970704868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2981106245970704868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2981106245970704868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-fun-d-by-funi-mean-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWYJ1sgBlmI/AAAAAAAAATY/dLaDuS5xbJA/s72-c/th_Happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3598439996670095324</id><published>2009-01-07T15:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:14:51.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWRa0cSQOrI/AAAAAAAAASg/NMTcrMgKmAw/s1600-h/th_robot_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288451719432256178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWRa0cSQOrI/AAAAAAAAASg/NMTcrMgKmAw/s200/th_robot_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;Met a new friend,Kesia (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;Must go see how to spell her name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was...=="&lt;br /&gt;Boring heh! But being with Kesia,Angeline and Elysia was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was on time for Council meeting! &lt;em&gt;hurrah! &lt;/em&gt;Then,duty,etc.&lt;br /&gt;The ride there was real boring hahaha. Very very long! &amp;amp; I was very tired cause I could not fall asleep yesterday! D: So then we went to that place,I forgot the name of it -.- But,this lady was talking on and on and on and on till I had to put toothpicks in my eyes just to prevent my eyelids from falling. Geeeeeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for the tour. Kesia is real fun. A camwhore too hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Then the oprah lady was telling us about the place and stuff. I just remembered the name of the place,substation. It was super duper small and black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to VCH! VCH! Hah,memories I tell youuu! (:&lt;br /&gt;Break/filling in of answers for the quizzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back,sat with Angeline. She told me a ghost story! Hah. Then talked about tv showsssssss. Time went by quite fast! Then got dissmissed. We went to the fitness corner and started "experimenting" with the stuff. Then went to the canteen. Said bye to them and homeeeeeeeeeeeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma is here,but sleeping! Hah,its been quite sometime since she came. (Malaysia one!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDIT!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nat the nut was at Mrs K's alr. She was doing Quadratics while me,log. Ahhh,melting baby! Then Esther the Ass (inside joke) came in. She kept snatching the book from me okays! D: The did work and went to the aircon room. Shayne and Kayal came too! Did *ahem* work *ahem;D* Talked rather. But did work cause i would not waste my mum's money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked about stuff that Esther brought up.Well,its kinda true la heh,our group from 8 is reduced to 4?!! I miss all those...monkeys D: Well then also talked about ________. Esther was going to cry alr! Ohhhh man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kayal forced me to stay with her! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had to walk home.ON MY OWN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCARY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; somemore ______ was outside smoking and shouting vulgarities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wthhhh. I was so scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like someone was following me,the whole timeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAMPTMR(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking to Lynn now and I miss her to the maxxxxxxxxxxxxxx. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3598439996670095324?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3598439996670095324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3598439996670095324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3598439996670095324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3598439996670095324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-awesome-d-met-new-friendkesia.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWRa0cSQOrI/AAAAAAAAASg/NMTcrMgKmAw/s72-c/th_robot_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1798543468244884835</id><published>2009-01-06T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:51:36.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWNTvy_r7EI/AAAAAAAAASY/B_i6Awh6pkY/s1600-h/1_526060854l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288162468070943810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWNTvy_r7EI/AAAAAAAAASY/B_i6Awh6pkY/s200/1_526060854l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Idk why I'm feeling so emo now. Darn it. Even tho there are people around me,I feeeel so &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and it annoys me cause Idk why im feeling this way? Not like many people care,just use me and just throw me away like some kind of bag.Idk,everything is like changing. I get stressed about sec 3 even before it starts. Oh god,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;save me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I want to escape this world and go into one that has acceptance. BOOOOOOOOOOO.What am i talking about? Uh.nevermind. Not looking forward to camp anymoreeeeeeee. I just want choir to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. I'm duck soup Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : I have been listening to white horses ever since Pris sent it to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1798543468244884835?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1798543468244884835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1798543468244884835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1798543468244884835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1798543468244884835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-been-listening-to-white-horses.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SWNTvy_r7EI/AAAAAAAAASY/B_i6Awh6pkY/s72-c/1_526060854l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3636448996863598729</id><published>2009-01-06T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:53:03.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First,I would like to announce that I'm a good kid. Causeeeeeeeeeeeee,well I played the piano for 1 and a half Hours straight! Wow. I did not even realise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,today was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda boring actually causee,well mostly is talks? *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yah.&lt;br /&gt;I got to wake up earlier man! Cause me and my sis were like 20 mins late for council meeting? Idk,I havent gotten used to having to wake up at 6. MUSTWAKEUPEARLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yeap.Homeroom. Class identity.Bingo with Angelyn,Celeste,Elysa and Annabelle.&lt;br /&gt;Goddddddddddddddd,its the same routine everyday! RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Mrs Charles had a talk with 3D &amp;amp; G about pure science and Amath. How its diffucult and stuff. Mr Yogi called us the "cream of the sec 3s'" just like Mrs K! So yeah. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not even blog about tmr,since its the same thing over again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait,CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;Hope it will be fun! *crosses fingers!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3636448996863598729?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3636448996863598729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3636448996863598729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3636448996863598729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3636448996863598729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/firsti-would-like-to-announce-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7465360271938236684</id><published>2009-01-05T14:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:13:23.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SECONDAYOFSCHOOOOOOOOOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,today was alright but boring!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,flag raising etc. Forgot to/did'nt have a thermometer so shared with Divya. Gym,a talk about camp which is in a few (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to homeroom and Mrs Lee did profiling? We were left to do our own things. Played hangman/tic tac toe with Celeste and Annabelleeeeeeeeee.Recess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came back. Mrs Lee asked us to do a introduction kinda thing.She wrote for us the stuff we had to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: My name is Triynka. I was from 2Faith and my Choir is CCA. *sits down*&lt;br /&gt;(thinking) Huh? Wth did I say?! *stands up again* CCA is choir. *sits down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class starts laughing. So embarrrrrraaaaaasingggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess,talked to her about lots of stuffffffff. Well. Then went back to class and slept. Hahaha,I slept quite late okay! Then played murderor/heart attack/I spy/movie lines with Clara,Olivia,Chermaine,Evonne and Dilpreet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee came. Short while later,HOME!&lt;br /&gt;Later going to the gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDIT! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Mrs K's. Hahahah,the boy is so cute la. He is like 6 and he was doing timetables and refused to do them until I told him to! HAHAHA. I only met him like 2 weeks ago? He is so freaking cute okay! Then I was like,"If you finish the whole thing I will give you a sweet". After a few seconds he goes,"Can you give me the sweet now?" *sweet smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one that finds this funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I had to go help Saddam Hussein bomb London, since he's dead and can do it no longer. ",Ingrid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7465360271938236684?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7465360271938236684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7465360271938236684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7465360271938236684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7465360271938236684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/secondayofschooooooooool-welltoday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7095278042055226343</id><published>2009-01-04T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:34:07.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well,&lt;br /&gt;apparently some people don't know why I have not been replying their smses/calls.&lt;br /&gt;Its cause...&lt;br /&gt;Well,I LOST MY PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;So don't contact me till I say here that I have a line alr.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7095278042055226343?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7095278042055226343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7095278042055226343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7095278042055226343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7095278042055226343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-apparently-some-people-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7892976410491774844</id><published>2009-01-04T15:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T15:58:34.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well,woke up real early for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Kayal told me the bad news.&lt;br /&gt;Its just so sad hah.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess its not the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be seeing your smile every tuition lesson.&lt;br /&gt;You and your favourite words "wonderful","idiot","asshole".&lt;br /&gt;Shayne,Esther,Natalie and Kayal would know who i'm referring to.&lt;br /&gt;The one and only,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LYNN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy that you got the top 4 in either class or state,I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best in your life and really,I hope to see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,after tuition was piano.&lt;br /&gt;And hahaha,guess thats the result of not playing for 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ps:I already feel the stress of school. YIKES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7892976410491774844?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7892976410491774844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7892976410491774844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7892976410491774844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7892976410491774844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/wellwoke-up-real-early-for-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-4316406549327450691</id><published>2009-01-03T12:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:46:05.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the first day of school was,yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school anxious of what class I was going to be in/who was going to be in my class.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out divya is not in my class,its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for council meeting/flag raising. Got separated into our classes. I'm in 3G. The 2F people in my class are Enzlina,Leah and Ethel. Enzlina has been in my class since sec 1 and now,till sec 4! Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So got to know 3 others. One from Korea (WOW!) &amp;amp; the other 2 from Indonesia. They are like 16 and I'm like,14? LOL. So talked and got to know them better. Showed that around the school and got for them name tagssssssssssss. Welll,they want to join choir! Hah,I think i was promoting Choir to them cause they asked me what CCA i was from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out who my teachers were..&lt;br /&gt;English : Mrs gay/Mrs Sena (:&lt;br /&gt;A math/ E math : Mrs Lee Ann Gee (:&lt;br /&gt;Bio : Mr Lim Kee Tiong.&lt;br /&gt;Chem : Mrs grace Lee?&lt;br /&gt;Elec Geog : Not confirmed. I'm praying for Ms Shreen Wong!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tamil : Mr Rama (:&lt;br /&gt;SS : Mr Sim? (I forgot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch with priscilla! (: Talked about stuffff. It was quite fun. Then Mekko and Min Hui joined us. Talked for a bit and we went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while,choir started. Mr Liew came! Yay. Then went though white horses which is an awesome song! Sang and sang. I really hope that I can do SYF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After choir went home,ate dinner and went to the vet. Cheyenne had to suck out all thee fluids in his ear. Like 5 injections or 7 I think. He was crying,AWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously. I think that that vet person,Enrica is awesome. I want to be like her when I grow up! A vet man. Weee.  She is just like Ms Shreen Wong,passionate about her job. I really hope I get Ms Wong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,and something very sad happened. We were waiting for Cheyenne's medicine when this man ran in with his dog in his arms. I think it was dying and in the end,it died. It was just a pup! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady of the shelter was talking to us and told us what happened. Someone abandoned it and it had heartworm. Apparently it was discharged from the vet like yesterday and when the guy gave him 1/4 of its medicine,it collapsed. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this was god's way of telling me something. Like yesterday,I wanted to quit doing Bio after I found out that Mr Lim was my teacher but now,I'm not going to give up just because of him. I'm going to work hard with Bio and be a vet and then join my parents' company. It was a sign,a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and yeah,no need to say anything about that la heh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-4316406549327450691?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4316406549327450691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=4316406549327450691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4316406549327450691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4316406549327450691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-first-day-of-school-wasyesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-8295999426449604390</id><published>2009-01-01T12:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:09:24.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! (:&lt;br /&gt;Too busy to post now so later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg,sec 3! :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDIT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year&lt;/u&gt;So it was held in my house. Rushed right after choir to compass to buy christmas lights/drinks etc. Wow,I love the white horses (SYF set peice!) Its awesomeeee! On the way home,mum picked us up! Cool man. Then got everything set up. Stood on a chair to put the lights way high up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a grueling 4 hours,everything was ready. Went to change and had NO idea what to wear. After a long time,decided on a dress with leggings. Everyone streamed in. It was real fun la heh.&lt;br /&gt;Games and all. Wow,I'm proud of my dart skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then omg,I really do use potatoes as brains! They asked me to try the dress that my aunt bought for me and I wore it wrongly? It ended up with a huge slit at the side and bareback haha. Asked someone to come up help me and in the end,it was cause i wore it wrong. God,lucky I did not just walk down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was happy with all the presents that we went round the clock to buy. The books took forever to choose! Everyone then went home. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-8295999426449604390?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8295999426449604390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8295999426449604390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8295999426449604390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8295999426449604390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-110127451570645158</id><published>2008-12-29T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:08:01.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is MONDAY. School starts FRIDAY.Less then 1 week. &lt;em&gt;rah!&lt;/em&gt; Anyways,recently I have been having nightmares/thoughts that I would not be able to cope with my studies next year. Ahh,Sec 1/Sec 2 was quite okay years la heh. This year would have been more smooth saling if certain things did not happen but I guess I'm glad they did. Hur,one thing to look forward to would be Choir tmr. Weeho,Choir tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;choir choir choir choir choir choir choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;choir choir choir choir choir choir choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;choir choir choir choir choir choir choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;choir choir choir choir choir choir choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;choir choir choir choir choir choir choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;choir choir choir choir choir choir choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;choir choir choir choir choir choir choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Everytime i saw you, i felt&lt;br /&gt;like walking towards you .&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i saw you with her,&lt;br /&gt;i felt like running as far as&lt;br /&gt;i could away from you all .&lt;br /&gt;You are sending me wrong messages,&lt;br /&gt;right,left,centre.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry,I can't be perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-110127451570645158?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/110127451570645158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=110127451570645158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/110127451570645158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/110127451570645158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/everytime-i-saw-you-i-felt-like-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-5761652993254583642</id><published>2008-12-28T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:02:48.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was so fun :D&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at about 8? Dad went to the centre already. I thought that the plan to go to the vet was forgotten so I went down to eat breakfast while watching tv.Then went up to do some work.While doing,dad came home! 10 30 like that we went to the vet. The vet was super duper crowded la! Then I registered Cheyenne while my dad and Cheyenne waited outside.Cheyenne came in and he was the biggest dog there! All the rest were like toy dogs? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cheyenne had to take his weight and he was so scared that he clawed the floor and refused to walk! My dad had to carry him. So embarrassing -.- Hahah cause Cheyenne was the biggest one there and he had to be carried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then a golden retriever came in with it's owner,a man and this cute 5 year old playing on its PSP.So when the owner was telling the receptionist the promblem,I was listening la.There was this huge sore one its butt and apparently,it had grown three times it's size in a day. After they took the weight of the dog,the receptionist took a look at its butt and confirmed it to be maggots. Poor dog la heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another dog came in..A bull terrior? Idk. Its supposed to be super feirce,I was kind of scared? Then it came very close to Cheyenne and i was like nervous but in the end,it just came to smell Cheyenne's butt,LOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dad talked to the bull terrior's owner. When it was Cheyenne's turn,we had to carry him into the vet! Hah.The vet then explained the thing and then said there were two alternatives,surgery or injection.Dad decided to go for the injection to take out all the fluids/blood clots from Cheyenne's ear to avoid much pain for Cheyenne. The the vet digged Cheyenne's ear and alot of wax came out! Hah,Cheyenne looked very relieved while he was digging,must have felt very relaxing for him. Then the vet injected him with something and said that he had to come back on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Cheyenne's medicine and left.In the car Cheyenne seemed more relaxed thinking that the worst was over! Hahaha.He does not know though that he has to go back on Monday for a jab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and slept.Cousin came over to teach sis math.While sis was doing,me and my cousin were playing stress/talking/fooling around/eating/taking pictures.Hahaha. So cousin left at about 10 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was average.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition in the morning,kids these days.&lt;br /&gt;I mean,she is like super duper young and uses words like 0.o&lt;br /&gt;Hah,came back dad and mum had cleared the cluter under the staircase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Go and see the house and lets see if you can spot something different. *pauses* A new addition. No,its not a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk how in the world im surviving without my phone!&lt;br /&gt;Choir in a few (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-5761652993254583642?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5761652993254583642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=5761652993254583642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5761652993254583642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5761652993254583642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-was-so-fun-d-cousin-came-over.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2541577638172486693</id><published>2008-12-25T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T14:15:43.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up super duper early,8am.&lt;br /&gt;Had the meeting with the rest on new year.&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be a fun one with lots of games.&lt;br /&gt;The oldest three cousins are not coming though :/&lt;br /&gt;So,we are supposed to be clearing up the house for the new year but...&lt;br /&gt;My mum is resting.&lt;br /&gt;My sis is studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeap. We will start at 4?&lt;br /&gt;For now what do I do?!!&lt;br /&gt;Tv? Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Poor Cheyenne,his other ear's blood vessel broke too!&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying for him cause if we decide to do the operation thing,it would hurt him lots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2541577638172486693?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2541577638172486693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2541577638172486693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2541577638172486693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2541577638172486693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-d-today-woke-up-super.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2555455017220006118</id><published>2008-12-24T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:32:31.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the crazy times.&lt;br /&gt;The midnight conversations.&lt;br /&gt;For knowing how to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;For being there for me,when I cried.&lt;br /&gt;For giving me "big sister" advise (hahah)&lt;br /&gt;For knowing that I wanted a hug and for knowing when I needed one.&lt;br /&gt;For being high with me over spoungebob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking that you  graduated this year gives me the shoo shudders.&lt;br /&gt;The usual "hi"s and "bye"s would be real missed.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you,crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that I love you alot,&amp;amp; I know you love me too.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2555455017220006118?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2555455017220006118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2555455017220006118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2555455017220006118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2555455017220006118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2870213326083392563</id><published>2008-12-24T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:28:46.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--Basic Info--&lt;br /&gt;Name: Triynka&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Light brown? (people tell me one)&lt;br /&gt;Age: 14&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: 31./10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Favorites--&lt;br /&gt;Food: So many! (:&lt;br /&gt;Song: If i were a boy.&lt;br /&gt;Color: Orange!&lt;br /&gt;Number: 9?&lt;br /&gt;Website: Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Uhhhhhhh. IDK!&lt;br /&gt;Magazine: Teenage?&lt;br /&gt;Actor: dk.&lt;br /&gt;Actress: dk.&lt;br /&gt;Book: Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Your--&lt;br /&gt;Greatest Fear: cockroaches and the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Screen Name: Making peace with an empty town&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime: varies.&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: Home.&lt;br /&gt;Most Embarrassing Moment: So many!&lt;br /&gt;Best Friend: Got alot.&lt;br /&gt;Weakness: Believe people to fast. (no more)&lt;br /&gt;First Thought When You Wake Up: Stop being a bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--This Or That--&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi Or Coke: Coke.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Or Vanilla: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Day Or Night:Night.&lt;br /&gt;Hamburger Or Hot Dog: hot dog&lt;br /&gt;Love Or Money: Love.&lt;br /&gt;Looks Or Personality: both&lt;br /&gt;Summer Or Winter: summer&lt;br /&gt;Hugs Or Kisses: Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Romantic Night In Or Wild Night Out: Anything!&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Or Tea: None.&lt;br /&gt;Hot Or Cold: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;Sunny Or Rainy: Rainy!&lt;br /&gt;Dogs Or Cats: dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Have You Ever--&lt;br /&gt;Been In Love: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Danced In The Rain: Hahaha,believe it or not,yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been Kissed: Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Toilet Papered Someone's House: NO!&lt;br /&gt;Cheated On A Test: No.&lt;br /&gt;Been Beaten Up: No.&lt;br /&gt;Bullied Someone: No.&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: NO! Ew?&lt;br /&gt;Drank: Drinks,yes. Not alcoholic uh!&lt;br /&gt;Done Drugs: Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Had Sex: ...&lt;br /&gt;Gone Bungee Jumping: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Gone Camping:Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed Up All Night: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped School: I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;Cheated On Someone: no&lt;br /&gt;Been Cheated On:Depends?&lt;br /&gt;Sang In The Shower : Every day!&lt;br /&gt;Smiled For No Reason: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Told A Joke And Nobody Thought It Was Funny: Hahah yeah i think.&lt;br /&gt;Had A Pillow Fight: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Broken A Bone: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Wished Upon A Star: Yup.((:&lt;br /&gt;Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves: I dont remember. I think when I was a child?&lt;br /&gt;Gone Surfing:Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Sat On Your Rooftop: Cant! Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Written A Song: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Finish The Sentence--&lt;br /&gt;I Am... contented.&lt;br /&gt;I Wish... choir would come sooner!&lt;br /&gt;Life Is... unpredictable and fun!&lt;br /&gt;My First Kiss...&lt;br /&gt;Babies Are... adorable.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I Can Be... too high&lt;br /&gt;I Really Want To... talk to him&lt;br /&gt;I Love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2870213326083392563?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2870213326083392563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2870213326083392563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2870213326083392563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2870213326083392563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/basic-info-name-triynka-hair-color.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2932794352394458450</id><published>2008-12-24T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:12:11.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two Names You Go By:&lt;br /&gt;1.Triynka&lt;br /&gt;2.Triya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Are Wearing Right Now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Shirt&lt;br /&gt;2. Primary school PE shorts. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[01] Do you still have feelings for your ex?&lt;br /&gt;Too young to date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[02] Have you ever been given roses?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[03] What is your all-time favorite romance movie?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[04] How many times have you honestly been in love?&lt;br /&gt;Many times! Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[05] Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[06] Have ever had sex?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[07] Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] Your thoughts on online relationships..&lt;br /&gt;Quite stupid la heh. He may be some kind of perv/a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] Have you ever seen a guy friend as more than a friend?&lt;br /&gt;Once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Do you believe the statement, “Once a cheater always a cheater?”&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] How many kids do you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] What is your favorite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Blue/Purple/red/orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13] What are your views on gay/lesbian marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Okay I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14] Do you believe you truly only love once?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15] Imagine you’re 79 &amp;amp; your spouse just died, would you re-marry?&lt;br /&gt;No,funny question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[16] At what age did you start noticing the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Umm,Sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17] What song do you want to hear at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18] Do you know someone who likes you?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19] Do you like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[20] Do you love anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yesssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIE:&lt;br /&gt;How often do you lie?&lt;br /&gt;Very rare/not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a good liar?&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get away with it?&lt;br /&gt;Nope! I get caught haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst (horrible) lie you have ever told?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst (stupid) lie you have ever told?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are white lies okay?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,it actually depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last white lie you told?&lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you lie a lot when you were younger?&lt;br /&gt;No! I did not lie at all okay xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About what?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you fool your parents?&lt;br /&gt;No. I would never think of doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been caught in a lie?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was it about?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a guilty conscious?&lt;br /&gt;Yes,very much so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone tell when you are lying?&lt;br /&gt;Cause its quite obvious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEAT:&lt;br /&gt;Do you cheat on tests?&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been caught cheating on a test?&lt;br /&gt;I have never cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever caught someone else cheating on a test?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cheated on a bf or gf?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been caught cheating on your bf or gf?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever cheat on your current bf or gf?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever cheat on them with some famous model/actor/actress?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you were completely sure you would never be caught?&lt;br /&gt;Why keep asking the same question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Maybe once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEAL:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stolen before?&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so what?&lt;br /&gt;-Nil-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think stealing is a serious crime?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you caught someone stealing from you?&lt;br /&gt;Take it back and ask them why..Idk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stolen someones heart?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you stole?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. I aint a theif!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had anything stolen from you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, what?&lt;br /&gt;Last time maid stole more then $3000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing that you would steal if you could get away with it with NO consequences?&lt;br /&gt;I would  not steal anything. It is the principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE:&lt;br /&gt;Are you currently in Love?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, with who?&lt;br /&gt;Someone. Someone no one would ever guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were in love?&lt;br /&gt;Now hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you to fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you really been in love?&lt;br /&gt;3/4 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there were times you thought you were in love when you werent?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fast do you tell a significant other that you love them?&lt;br /&gt;Never ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you tell your parents you love them?&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it,very rare. Once I think 4 months ago? 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you tell your bf or gf?&lt;br /&gt;Too young Aiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you tell your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever said I love you and not meant it?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever said I love you but I'm not in Love with you?&lt;br /&gt;uh..huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a slave to love?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about Love?&lt;br /&gt;Everything about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2932794352394458450?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2932794352394458450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2932794352394458450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2932794352394458450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2932794352394458450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-names-you-go-by-1.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-9171364583636626522</id><published>2008-12-24T13:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T15:55:07.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SVHqz6ONgaI/AAAAAAAAASQ/QAKUnEL_X-w/s1600-h/241220082948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283262015405392290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SVHqz6ONgaI/AAAAAAAAASQ/QAKUnEL_X-w/s200/241220082948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SVHRkKJXOqI/AAAAAAAAASI/upxEES_0qbU/s1600-h/Suca_Krepela_7.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283234257011423906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SVHRkKJXOqI/AAAAAAAAASI/upxEES_0qbU/s320/Suca_Krepela_7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (After operation..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SVHRj3v_MTI/AAAAAAAAASA/pMJ47rKJtqo/s1600-h/Suca_Krepela_6.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283234252073152818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SVHRj3v_MTI/AAAAAAAAASA/pMJ47rKJtqo/s320/Suca_Krepela_6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (This was the surgery that cheyenne went through before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you think its painful,you guessed right. The procedure is called Pie-Crusting Sutures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SVHRjgRfgCI/AAAAAAAAAR4/vEMCXF7yY7w/s1600-h/Suca_Krepela_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283234245771231266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SVHRjgRfgCI/AAAAAAAAAR4/vEMCXF7yY7w/s320/Suca_Krepela_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (This was how Cheyenne's ear looks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;AURAL HEMATOMA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WHAT IS AN AURAL HEMATOMA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;hematoma&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;swelling&lt;/strong&gt; created by a &lt;strong&gt;broken blood vessel &lt;/strong&gt;after bleeding has occurred inside a tissue. Hematomas within the ear flaps (“aural hematomas”) occur when &lt;strong&gt;head shaking breaks a blood vessel within the ear flap&lt;/strong&gt;. The ear flap may partially or completely swell with blood. The swelling may be so large that the opening of the ear canal is occluded. The extra weight of the ear flap may be uncomfortable and may lead to a &lt;strong&gt;permanent change in the carriage of the ears&lt;/strong&gt;. This condition is more common in dogs but can occur in cats as well. The ear flap will feel fluctuant and fluid-filled, like a water balloon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WHAT DO WE DO TO RELIEVE IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ASPIRATION – This procedure involves simply using a syringe to remove the fluid contents of the hematoma. The problem is that a space is left behind when the fluid is removed and this space readily refills with more fluid. It is common for only temporary results to be obtained when the aspiration method is employed; usually this method is not a good choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIE-CRUSTING SUTURES – Here an incision is made in the ear flap surgically. The hematoma is drained of fluid and blood clots. To prevent the hematoma from refilling with fluid, multiple sutures are placed in the hematoma space either vertically or horizontally, either partly through or completely through the ear flap, with or without ear cartilage removal. Sometimes bandages are applied post-operatively, sometimes not. Sutures are generally left in place for 3 weeks to allow good scarring to take place so that refilling will not occur.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TEAT CANNULA PLACEMENT – A teat cannula is a small device used in the treatment of udder inflammation in cattle. It can be placed in the opening of the teat to allow drainage of milk or infected discharges. Teat cannulas can also be placed in a dog’s aural hematoma if the ear flap is large enough to accommodate the device. The hematoma is drained of fluids and allowed to heal over the next several weeks. This method is generally successful but does involve the dog tolerating a “gadget” inserted in its ear flap for several weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WHAT IF WE LEAVE IT ALONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If left alone, an ear hematoma will resolve by itself. The fluid will be re-absorbed back into the body and the ear flap will again be flat. The problem is that a lot of scarring is associated with this process and the ear is often not cosmetically appealing afterwards (a “cauliflower” ear). It can also take several months to resolve a large hematoma which may be uncomfortable for the pet. If the patient is a poor anesthetic risk it is certainly reasonable to forgo surgery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://www.marvistavet.com/html/body_aural_hematoma.html"&gt;http://www.marvistavet.com/html/body_aural_hematoma.html&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;(This website is real good!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-9171364583636626522?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/9171364583636626522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=9171364583636626522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/9171364583636626522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/9171364583636626522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-operation.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SVHqz6ONgaI/AAAAAAAAASQ/QAKUnEL_X-w/s72-c/241220082948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3914481977238396535</id><published>2008-12-24T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:53:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>History repeats itself.&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne shook his year again till his blood vessel broke :/  (poor baby!)&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this time around,my dad is not here,again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lucky,my mum did not go with my dad this time round.&lt;br /&gt;So at least we have some kind of an adult around.&lt;br /&gt;Even though my mum would not even touch cheyenne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm busy doing research on the internet on how to like treat the ear till tmr,when my dad comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp;amp; its christmas eveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3914481977238396535?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3914481977238396535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3914481977238396535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3914481977238396535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3914481977238396535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/history-repeats-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-6469062267605620870</id><published>2008-12-24T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:09:09.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored and in desperate need of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-6469062267605620870?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6469062267605620870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=6469062267605620870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6469062267605620870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6469062267605620870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-bored-and-in-desperate-need-of.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-4415922889619363674</id><published>2008-12-23T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:35:27.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I was asked to write about Ingrid's retardedness by Ingrid.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; My mind just went blank.&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;Let me try to recall though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.There was once before choir,we had this compeitition of who can clap the loudest and you actually joined it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your retarded expression when you found out that I was the one who tickled you instead of _____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.You shook my hand and saying,'' i would like to thank my mother father sister brother and......'' Actually you shook everyone's hand hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ingrid: *moving head from side to side&lt;br /&gt;   Jacq: EH! How do you do that?&lt;br /&gt;   Ingrid: *still moving head* HAHA, I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;   Jacq: *trying to copy Ingrid*&lt;br /&gt;   Ingrid: *sticks tongue out and continues moving head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You always say " I Laughed till I died okay!" or something like that. Really,WHO WOULD  laugh till they actually died,retarded people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  "Then I got a stomachache too. LOL.I really should learn to laugh less.&lt;br /&gt;     Otherwise, my tombstone will say,&lt;br /&gt;     Here lies Ingrid Tam.&lt;br /&gt;     Method of dying: Too much laughter. HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;     And yes, it'll include the words HOHOHO there. ;DD" from your very own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You are speaking to me both on msn and tagboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. During WYCF,we were sitting next to each other and it was break. You were smsing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. During WYCF,you would laugh in a very retarded laugh over the most un-funny things (All of us did actually!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. At the sentosa beach,you actually took part in a contest to see who could scream the loudest in the sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You sang in the sentosa beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry my dearest Ingrid but my brain cells have gone dry if not I would just go on and on :D&lt;br /&gt;You are best,retarded. Very very fun to.&lt;br /&gt;So please don't change :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-4415922889619363674?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4415922889619363674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=4415922889619363674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4415922889619363674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4415922889619363674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-i-was-asked-to-write-about-ingrids.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7315288669781002935</id><published>2008-12-23T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:04:01.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah! Just like my blog! Haiyo. LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;LOL.Yeah.Hahaha i think there is something wrong with your blog though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;Cause when you scroll down,it goes to half a page...?&lt;br /&gt;Idk whether its just my com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama.&lt;br /&gt;Half a page?&lt;br /&gt;As in?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;as in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;your text fits into like one line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;like when you go wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama.&lt;br /&gt;Really meh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA.&lt;br /&gt;then it becomes like that..not sure if its just me though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, i go see&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Music is Drama.&lt;br /&gt;No leh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;Hahah,then its me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama. said:&lt;br /&gt;Idk lehh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama. said:&lt;br /&gt;Hahah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama. said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahah! Btw, your tagboard got some funny problem eh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;Really? whats wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama. said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah! Like, I can't see tags? Only alternate tags.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;Huh?!! Mine can eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama. said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first one cannot see, second one can, third one cannot, fourth can, etc etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama. said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Idk lehh!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;the first one is red then the second is gray.LOL.That is SO funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama. said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Super.LOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIYNKA&lt;br /&gt;cause i said there was something wrong with yours and you said,mine. Hahaha GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Music is Drama. said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahah,yeah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ingrid. I find it very funny but it may not seem that funny to others. Hahahah xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7315288669781002935?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7315288669781002935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7315288669781002935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7315288669781002935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7315288669781002935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/music-is-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-788219840702727388</id><published>2008-12-23T17:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:12:23.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wycf Memories.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I searched Everlasting Melody on youtube to see how others sing it and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABZB22wykVM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABZB22wykVM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can only hear the guys! Practise at CCAB!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iw1Tni5lxPs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iw1Tni5lxPs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1BV7XgzXObQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1BV7XgzXObQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Practise at VCH on the day of the performance.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on,everything is like dark cause its not allowed to tape xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iIn0xUnx9v0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iIn0xUnx9v0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Everlasting Melody the actual performance!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IQCPznlYJuI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IQCPznlYJuI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ombra Mai Fu!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8OrPW4m27GU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8OrPW4m27GU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Morning tide Combined choir)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q9W2yxxCWTQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q9W2yxxCWTQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Northwind &amp;amp; the sun Combined choir)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9lnfNWVEr00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9lnfNWVEr00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The goose and the swan combined choir)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZC2g4fNKcdg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZC2g4fNKcdg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Waltzing Matilda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x717vo7H4_c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x717vo7H4_c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mallapella singing jingle bells)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conductors especially Mr Toh,Ms Yin,Mr Eugene and Mr Bob will never be forgotten. (:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Toh was so very fun and enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Yin even though she was the conductor of SSA,was very nice(:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Eugene was energetic,fun and motivating!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Bob,simple hillarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-788219840702727388?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/788219840702727388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=788219840702727388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/788219840702727388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/788219840702727388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-searched-everlasting-melody-on.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-783379972752744354</id><published>2008-12-23T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:32:45.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Math Tuition in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Wow,Mrs K's home is like my second house? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Welllllll,bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I've never seen someone kick up a fuss on such trivial matters&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/9146139417283503169-783379972752744354?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/783379972752744354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=783379972752744354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/783379972752744354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/783379972752744354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/math-tuition-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-4196033867787585094</id><published>2008-12-22T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:42:40.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aunt is homee.&lt;br /&gt;I need to know what are going to be the official days for choir cause I need to tell my piano teacher/science teacher/tamil teacher/dog trainer what days I'm available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was real crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Math tuition the whole day. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Strangely,I'm enjoying this.&lt;br /&gt;Its just so fun.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-4196033867787585094?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4196033867787585094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=4196033867787585094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4196033867787585094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4196033867787585094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/aunt-is-homee.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7484531957076336454</id><published>2008-12-21T22:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:08:09.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SU5QWwymVjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/QA5ILiQsf9A/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282247764936644146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SU5QWwymVjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/QA5ILiQsf9A/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't believe her when she says that she is &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Well,I have been super busy in the most non-busy way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Like looking after grandma which explains why no bloggging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Well,sadly,my grandma as gone home D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Can't wait for this New Year Party! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Its at my house first time ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Also can't wait to see the boys/aunt! [Its been months!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Yet to see uncle/cousin though. They are'nt coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Welllllllllllllllllllll,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I have many movies that I want to watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Like :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1.Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;2.Bolt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3.Yes Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;4.Angus, thongs and perfect snogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;5.Run like the wind (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;6.That hindhi movie my aunt wants to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Yepp ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Though I doubt I have enough time to! D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Really confused me there. I did'nt even know your name and yet,I had some kind of attraction towards you. When I talked to you,you gave me a cold shoulder and now you tell me your Email address &amp;amp; add me on ______. Shocking,really.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7484531957076336454?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7484531957076336454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7484531957076336454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7484531957076336454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7484531957076336454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-believe-her-when-she-says-that-she.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SU5QWwymVjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/QA5ILiQsf9A/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-4471380532014708760</id><published>2008-12-18T22:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:13:58.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The day started with tuition with sis and Divya.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Divya's house to get the ice pack for the farewell!&lt;br /&gt;Met her cousin,drama haha.&lt;br /&gt;Robin,cute! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Heartland Mall to meet Geraldine and Dharshiney.&lt;br /&gt;Heheheee. Geraldine's father is &lt;u&gt;awesome&lt;/u&gt;. He picked me along the way!&lt;br /&gt;Then went there. Carried the 4kg thing. Alvina and Mae came when we were walking so Alvina helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set up the thing. Dharshiney was super bored cause we were like doing stuff that she could not see? So she went somewhere and was mp3-ing. Then we were blowing balloons/filling up wated bombs. Then 4 others came. The first game started. Dharshiney was doing the barbecue while i was helping to cover the amazing wind. The rest were playing. Then monica came and she helped with the barbecuee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then water bombbbb! (:&lt;br /&gt;Asked the seniors to go into the maze while the "juniors" went sneaking from the back to bomb them. I think they kind of knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bombed monica/Dharshiney.&lt;br /&gt;Later I poured one water bottle worth of water on her.&lt;br /&gt;She was like," You're SO going to get it"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; When I was looking at the sea,she crept behind me,and drenched me.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and monica ran to the toilet,and i ran after them.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for her to come out &amp;amp; I drenched her even more! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Angry coffee shop man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Downtown with Dharshiney.&lt;br /&gt;Talked about certain &lt;em&gt;stuff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to the toilet,I realised that my phone was not with me.&lt;br /&gt;Panicked.&lt;br /&gt;We got drinks each and hurried back.&lt;br /&gt;Looked high and low,did'nt find it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica accompanied me into the maze to find it.&lt;br /&gt;It was getting dark so we decided to go back.&lt;br /&gt;Then Hazel wanted to help me too! So we looked in the grass and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It was very difficult heh cause it was getting dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then Shamange Tang,Dharshiney,Geraldine,Hazel,Avril and me went to look for the phone. Got real real dark to we all went back. ):&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping me look though!&lt;br /&gt;Lost phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then my mum's camera broke.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;God and on the day before i think,oreo bit my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the light fell down and i was so near to it.&lt;br /&gt;Great luck rightt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then Hazel's parents dropped me at home.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hazel,much!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,Hazel's bro is SO cute.&lt;br /&gt;He started saying,"Arsenal! Arsenal!" &amp;amp; then started to laugh like it was some kind of joke xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When i reached home and told my mum the news,she did't scold me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i looked sad enough.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah,when i asked my mum,"why are'nt you scolding me?"&lt;br /&gt;She said," Cause it was not on purpose"&lt;br /&gt;Wow,I'm getting a phone.&lt;br /&gt;Under this circumstance,i'm not as excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-4471380532014708760?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4471380532014708760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=4471380532014708760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4471380532014708760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/4471380532014708760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-started-with-tuition-with-sis-and.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7488483246698091302</id><published>2008-12-16T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:38:45.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wish I was at WYCF &lt;b&gt;now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,I'm so going to miss it D:&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,I can't open the email that has all the WYCF contacts!&lt;br /&gt;Later I'm going to bug Amanda/Mel to send mee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss all those retarded people that made WYCF fun ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't wait for the gathering xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7488483246698091302?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7488483246698091302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7488483246698091302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7488483246698091302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7488483246698091302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wish-i-was-at-wycf-now-godim-so-going.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-5724371317406605003</id><published>2008-12-14T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:28:03.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was quite &lt;u&gt; difficult &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that today never happened,really.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say what happened but I was in a foul mood the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,later at about 7,everyone's spirits were lifted by those mermaid cards. They are like oracle cards? Well, I guess mine was kind of true la heh. &lt;em&gt;self-forgiveness.&lt;/em&gt; I may have been hard on myself but its only good for me. Well,lighten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yeah. Dinner. My grandma is coming. Gosh I love her to the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered that my room is in a mess and she is sleeping there! Geez,I got to go tidy up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-5724371317406605003?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5724371317406605003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=5724371317406605003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5724371317406605003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5724371317406605003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-was-quite-difficult-i-wish-that.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1735469540660546137</id><published>2008-12-13T21:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:00:49.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is this really a game to you?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I considered you my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;But now,I'm thinking otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I never knew it would come down to this. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1735469540660546137?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1735469540660546137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1735469540660546137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1735469540660546137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1735469540660546137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-found-out-something.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1148591177718425236</id><published>2008-12-13T20:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:31:31.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WYCF ended so fast!</title><content type='html'>Today marked the end of WYCF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more going to CCAB/VCH at 8/9,&lt;br /&gt;No more going into that super crowded mrt station,sandwiched inbetween people.&lt;br /&gt;No more laughing with Mel,Amanda and Ingrid over the simplest things.&lt;br /&gt;No more seeing the conductors everyday from 9-5/8-5.&lt;br /&gt;No more singing everlasting melody with the whoe SATB choir.&lt;br /&gt;No more demanding Mr Toh to conduct us to sing everlasting melody.&lt;br /&gt;No more cheering as a choir,over everything.&lt;br /&gt;(If i go on,this post would take &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; wait for the get together for the whole choir :D&lt;br /&gt;They asked for our numbers/email so they would let us know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,woke up real early.&lt;br /&gt;Met Ingrid at the statue,went in.&lt;br /&gt;Found a seat.Before even sitting down,we had to get on stage.&lt;br /&gt;A very long practise.Toe hurt ALOT cause I was wearing a shoe 2 sizes smaller?&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr Rodgers was first la. He kept motivating usss! :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he asked me to stand in the front row for everlasting melody.Hahah,in the end,I did'nt xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then break? SSA choir went on stage.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ingrid talking about the magazine/other random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Toilet. Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while we were eating and talking,Mel and Amanda came storming towards us. Then I was like..."Ingrid,i think they are angry" Well,indeed they were,pissed rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sorts of words spilled out and me and Ingrid...chill.&lt;br /&gt;Then i tried to cool Amanda down and then she was like,"SHH"&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to say anything after that xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean..I don't see why the get so angry over her..Its her job. Well,you two may think I'm mad but I think/know that there is a nice side to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we went up. Sang with Mr Bob. Practised going up and down/how to put down the score/pick it up. My feet hurt like hell but i guess,its needed. Then went to put "makeup"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sistic closed and my sis could not buy a ticket. I was so upset after that la,cause i really wanted her to be there. And furthermore,it wasted her time to go all the way there and go back.&lt;br /&gt;My dad/mum could not make it cause of work.&lt;br /&gt;My mum though kept asking me if it was alright and i just said "yes"&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted them to be there D:&lt;br /&gt;For the rest,it was too last minute. My fault again cause I told them too late. I did not know what time the concert started. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's encouraging smses really cheered me up! Gosh,I should count myself lucky that i have a sis like her! Really,I will do my best to stop fighting with her,on my part la. Anyway stage,sang. I really love performing. Its like drama. "Music is drama" Well,My heart is inditing was good,I think. Then the german song. Those who wanted to sing the first verse as a small group first came to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost dropped my file okay while turning the page for one of the songs!&lt;br /&gt;EVERLASTING MELODY!&lt;br /&gt;I love that song to bits! ((:&lt;br /&gt;Singing it with all of those enthusiastic people was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then break,fable songs. Nice la heh but Walzing Matilda was horrible,on the Alto's part I feel. Everyone was just guessing their notes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child of destiny. Mr Toh,Mr Yong and the rest of the conductors came to stage :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,Mr Liew screamed! Coool right?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh! Ingrid! Mr Liew is cheering eh!&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid: HUH? Where? Where? *looks around*&lt;br /&gt;Me: There! Upstairs there!&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid: Where? Oh! *hears him cheering* Oh there ah!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes! Omg. He's actually cheering for us!&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid: HAHAH yeah! Omg. Eh Amanda! Mr Liew's cheering eh!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Huh? Where?&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid: There, over there!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Ohoh! Eh Mel, Mr Liew eh!&lt;br /&gt;Mel: HUH? Where!&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Omg. To think I was adjusting my glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Mel: *still cannot find him* Where?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: *points him out*&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Orh! There ah!&lt;br /&gt;-By ingrid uh! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was awesome to see laa ;D&lt;br /&gt;I remember screaming for him at the KC concert/woodlands primary concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mr Liew is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the holding room and asked for Mr Toh's autograph. Ingrid,Amanda and Mel asked me to help them ask. LOL. So after he signed one,I gave him the next and the next and the next! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to look for Mr Bob. Could not find him. Took picture with Ms Angela and Ms Yin :D&lt;br /&gt;Then was Mr curry? (thats what I think i heard).&lt;br /&gt;Then searching high and low for Mr Bob. &amp;amp; I found him. We took a pic with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lim dyed her hair &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;purple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cool hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture with the rest, Mr Liew and Ms Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super funny the way Amanda asked Mr Liew if there was any club around..It sounded like as if we were going to a like...night club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrt with Mel. Talked about all the people we were going to miss. For melanie,8. HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1148591177718425236?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1148591177718425236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1148591177718425236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1148591177718425236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1148591177718425236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-marked-end-of-wycf.html' title='WYCF ended so fast!'/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3965940263471546030</id><published>2008-12-11T23:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:43:44.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had trouble waking up. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the mood for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;edit &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not in the mood but heck.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early today! But my dad offered to drop be J8 so i was rather happy.&lt;br /&gt;Came,saw Amanda and Mel at the bridge,we walked to the statue.&lt;br /&gt;Later went in.Was real bored okay! It was some lecture. We werent really listening until Mel suddenly reminded us that we need to do reflection. Omg,the whole WYCF is ending to fast D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I took Mel's teenage mag cause i wanted to see the quiz and the twilight poster. So i take it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Omg,I'm so going to buy this mag just for the poster.&lt;br /&gt;Mel : Hahaha,I also only bought this mag just for the poster!&lt;br /&gt;Isaac : What? Buy just for the poster? So you can give me the whole mag la. Can lend me?&lt;br /&gt;Mel : Can give but after she reads.&lt;br /&gt;Isaac : (bends to look at front cover) What? Sex Education needed?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Omg.&lt;br /&gt;Mel : HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Isaac : (snatches it from me) &amp;amp; starts reading that article with very much interest&lt;br /&gt;Alouysious : Omggg,Look! He is like so interested in _________.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; mel : HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Isaac guy is what? Sec 1?!&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. He also snached the MP3 player from me and mel ):&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; that lame card game...haha.&lt;br /&gt;That means that they were listening to the conversation between me and mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. &amp;amp; Now are know why I recognised Aloysious. My primary school,sister's class!&lt;br /&gt;My sis was telling me a story about him.&lt;br /&gt;Aloysious always used to roll along the corridor and my sis,being the moniter threatened to write his name on the board. He then got angry and then said that he too could write her name. So he took out a fullscape and wrote my sis's name. My sis got angry and tore the paper up. He started to cry saying that his father gave him that paper.Then the whole class starts crying. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we sit at the same place,I'm going to tease him to no end along with Mel and Amanda! Gosh that would be real fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Liew gave me 2 free tickets! So I asked my sis &amp;amp; she said that she would be there. Sorry pris uh. Causeeee,at first i could not go and then i told her and then she also did not want to go. Then today when I could go,she was too tired! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mr Liew's choir. Woodlands primary. I like can you hear me. Its super cool when he went up to do the handsignals! Can't wait for tmr's concert! The JC choirs are performing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my cousin just asked me the plan for new year party and i dont really know! WYCF is ending and that is starting D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I don't really see why change. Its never going to end that way. I don't know.It confuses the whole world.  Why change yourself just because you know your audience?I guess its human nature. I mean,just be yourself . You know what? BOOOM,you shall not enter my thoughts again. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;PS : Don't think TOO much&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;there&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3965940263471546030?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3965940263471546030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3965940263471546030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3965940263471546030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3965940263471546030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/had-trouble-waking-up.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3891716422712678454</id><published>2008-12-10T19:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:14:11.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up today real..late? Like 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;So no choice my Dad had to drop me at J8.&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and Melanie were at the statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Amanda : WTH!&lt;br /&gt;Melanie : Omg,so freaky.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Melanie : Cause I just sms-ed you back and you suddenly appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then Amanda started telling us ghost stories that she experienced. The nodding old lady,clown puppet,hotel,shadow. Very very entertaining but kind of freaky. So Ingrid was late and we decided to go in. Combined rehearsel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCAB,Mr Rodgers (sp?) is AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;He is veryyyy funny okay.&lt;br /&gt;Once he steps in,he does this afro kind of song. It was awesome. He was super highhhhhh. He really uhhh. WOW. So much energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Ingrid as usual were being real random and retarded. We both sitting next to each other and smsing each other. Like not send la just type and pass to each other. Retarded,I know. But this was during the break so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk why but i can't seem to remember much about today! Maybe later read Ingrid's blog and then I will remember moreee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah great,idk if i can go for the concert tmr.&lt;br /&gt;I just have this thought of doing grades for piano after i graduate. Hahaha. Not just play for the joy but exams too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats your song to sing,child of destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ps : This has no meaning whatsoever. Just something inspired by bubble gum! (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always want to blow a balloon that would take me to the moon,where you are. However,there always seems to be a hole in that balloon. I wish that __________. But,sterotyping separates us. In your company,trouble melt like lemon drops with no way of coming back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3891716422712678454?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3891716422712678454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3891716422712678454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3891716422712678454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3891716422712678454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-woke-up-today-real.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-6396051290157780776</id><published>2008-12-09T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:40:16.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was alright! (:&lt;br /&gt;Victoria concert hall.&lt;br /&gt;Trained. Saw Jia Xin from Cedar. Went to the toilet,she changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met melanie at the statue. Then Amanda and Ingrid came.&lt;br /&gt;Ate. Amanda was high on wine? Like the WHOLE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;She kept giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then Amanda played a joke on Melanie. Melanie got real angry. Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;So up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mr Liew and Mr Darious! ((:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha Melanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance. I love the song la,but the hall was kind of empty! ):&lt;br /&gt;Then home. Was upset about something and then poured everything out to someone. Aiyoh nevermind. I shall not make the same mistake as last time,and think too much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-6396051290157780776?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6396051290157780776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=6396051290157780776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6396051290157780776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6396051290157780776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-was-alright-victoria-concert-hall.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3149823948402813685</id><published>2008-12-09T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:37:18.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from Malaysia,finally! (:&lt;br /&gt;I reached like 3 am? Lucky WYCF only started at 12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. It was alrighttt. After I posted the previous post,it was way more fun!&lt;br /&gt;So the family members who were that were me,sis,dad,mum,Uncle Keish,Uncle Indra,Uncle Sri,Aunty Ron,Grandaunt Rani and someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we heard stories of my dad. Childhood one. It was kind of funny.Esp this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandfather walks into uncle's room.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa : Why are you not sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;Uncle : Cause Anand is making monkey faces at me.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa : How would you know? The two of you are in different rooms.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle : I saw through the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super duper funny okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then heard alot about Kishan and Lara. Like they had a bet and Kishan did not like win it and refused to give whatever he owed to Lara. Since Lara is like studying law,her law terms started pouring out. Kishan was just washing his plate without any noise. When he finished,he just said the word dividant? I think if i heard correctly. LOL. The word was in no relation to the bet la please. He just said some word that popped into his mind,so cute hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many and it was really fun. The boston tea party and the pot story.Hahaha simply entertaining (: Well,cause of the gprs we got kind of lost so round and round in circles! Hahaha. Well,loads of stuff. One thing i can say for sure,i come from a crazy family! Hahaha at least my dad's side is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something real sad happened. We ate ice cream and walked out. I saw a cat moving. It was on the road. I remembered the last time I saw an animal move that way,when my rabbit died. I recalled that while eating the ice cream,a cat "screamed" very loudly. I jerked forward. I wanted to help it somehow. By the time i reached to it,it was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of it was like flat. My guess is that some stupid driver hit and run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Cat,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you have an awesome ride to the above.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you and my heart will always be with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rest in peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3149823948402813685?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3149823948402813685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3149823948402813685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3149823948402813685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3149823948402813685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-malaysiafinally-so.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1794800840890520823</id><published>2008-12-07T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:26:48.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sooo.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kishan is not here.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt very low low low after i heard that.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently,he left for vietnam yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm super bored because everyone here are wayyy older then me. ))): &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason why i wanted to go to malaysia was cause Kishan would be here and now he isnt. Nevermind.I'll see him next year? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1794800840890520823?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1794800840890520823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1794800840890520823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1794800840890520823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1794800840890520823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-5673337524947070656</id><published>2008-12-06T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:40:23.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So. Cut my hair! ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. It was'nt much. BUT I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;So I will pin it up. UH.&lt;br /&gt;But i may let down tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Malaysia tmr! (:&lt;br /&gt;Right after WYCF.&lt;br /&gt;Actually supposed to go in the morning but persuaded them to go after WYCF.&lt;br /&gt;About 1.30? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see Kishan (sp?).&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how he would look like.((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-5673337524947070656?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5673337524947070656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=5673337524947070656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5673337524947070656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5673337524947070656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/so.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-2843852614054265356</id><published>2008-12-05T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:59:19.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I found Mr Toh's blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gonna go tell Ingrid/Amanda/Melanie *runs off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-2843852614054265356?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2843852614054265356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=2843852614054265356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2843852614054265356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/2843852614054265356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-found-mr-tohs-blog-gonna-go-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-7398593861768578273</id><published>2008-12-05T16:39:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:50:39.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STlKB-FhwbI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Thsy-j77Dqs/s1600-h/DSC02019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276329836147753394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STlKB-FhwbI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Thsy-j77Dqs/s320/DSC02019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm blogging from my mum's office! (:&lt;br /&gt;It is...4.43pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WYCF was awesome today.&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know why? Well,its because I was not nodding off at everything.Hahah.I was very much alive :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had no problem waking up.Met Amanda at 7.45.156-ed.Reached,saw Ingrid.Sat,stoned.Hahaha.Melanie was not that yettt.Waited for her,went in.It was quite good today laa.Mr Lim Yong led the warmups.Then Alto and Tenor(sp?) sang all the songs together.Combined sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.Next was lunch.That Bee keeps chasing us okay.The only person not afraid is Ingrid.So we all go hiding behind her la :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I think that SJC girls go to the toilet real fast.Hahaha.Cause there were 3 cubicles.And Ingrid went in first.Came out.The other 2 people inside the other 2 cubicles were like still inside? Amanda next.Mel next,the other 2 were still inside.Me next,the other 2 still inside!So we went back.Sang,sang and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I really love this man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after break,combineddddd with the SSA choir in the auditorium.Omg la. I was SO going to kill Ingrid. She wanted to take picture with _____ and was too shy to ask him. So she &lt;em&gt;forced&lt;/em&gt; me to ask.Hahah,not say i was not willing :D Then later she starts blushing like some maddd woman. Aiyoh. Then she said that i also needed to take picture with ______. So when i was standing beside him,Ingrid's hands were freaking shaking la. Uncontrollable. And then i was like INGRID! &amp;amp; She took the picture. And because of that INGRID+ SMILING,I looked like a weirdo. One eye was bigger then the other.RAWR.Hahaha.Its okay Ingrid.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went,sang for each other.&lt;br /&gt;EVERLASTING MELODY!&lt;br /&gt;I love that song to bits.&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the whole choir will be up laterrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Amanda was not looking at the camera! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Then Ms Sim Said "You would all agree with me that our conductors worked magic with you guys. More then 10 songs in one week. Mr Toh reacted by doing that trick like the finger not there,that one.We all start laughing. Ms Wang " Really..They did it! " Mr Toh then pretended to do a trick that the paper that he was holding vanishes but actually,he dropped it on the floor.So cute loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. At the endish Mr Toh was like saying that if we wanted to, we could call him and ask him to play soccer with us. So some person was saying that he wanted to play now..This was what it was or a rough estimation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Toh : How will we play when there is no ball? They don't rent out balls here.&lt;br /&gt;All of us laughing like mad people.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Toh : Realllly! Unless we use Isaac's (sp?) ball and kick it around. Isaac,do you have any balls?&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF US ROLLING IN LAUGHTER&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sim: Aiyoh. He is not talking about that ball. AIYOH.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Toh : Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was reallllly funny la gosh. Mr Toh was not even thinking dirty when he said all that.LOL. It is real sad that we wont be seeing him ever. Last day would be the opening and the concert day. Thats real sad la. So we sang our last everlasting melody with Mr Toh conducting. ): We would all miss his laughter,smile,"magic tricks!",and most of all,his cute face! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Me and Amanda were walking out and Mel and Ingrid was doing idk what. Taking a nice long stroll? Idk. Then this guy comes and says,"hey gorgeous".We were like...huh? LOL ;D&lt;br /&gt;Then later found out who it was,Mr Liew.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That at the end of the whole thing, it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Liew : So how you all going home? Mrt? Bus?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda : Bus.&lt;br /&gt;Melanie: Huh? I'm taking bus and mrt.&lt;br /&gt;Me : I'm taking taxi.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Liew : Where to?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Tannery road,to meet my mum&lt;br /&gt;Mr Liew : Ohhh. You can go with her what? (amanda)&lt;br /&gt;Amanda : Really?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Liew : Yeah,you know how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the bee comes and hovers around Mr Liew's head. Me,Mel and Amanda take like 3 to 4 steps back. Hahahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Liew : (not knowing there was a bee) You don't know huh?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then talked for a bit and went to the bus stop.Everyone was high hahaha. Me and Amanda had our versions of who we thought the man was.LOL. I'm not saying. Then walked and walked. When i touched Mel's hand,she JERKED. Then i was like...? And she was like," WHY IS YOUR HAND SO COLD WHEN IT IS SO HOT?" lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole "cold sweat" thing that Amanda could not help but make fun of me. Hahaha. Said bye to them and then taxi to mum's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.One more thing. If anyone finds Child of destiny or Everlasting melody,tell me kay. I havent tried looking but i wanna put as my blogsong if its nice :D I will give you one big hug laaa ;D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;thank you for making my wish come true :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-7398593861768578273?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7398593861768578273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=7398593861768578273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7398593861768578273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/7398593861768578273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-blogging-from-my-mums-office-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STlKB-FhwbI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Thsy-j77Dqs/s72-c/DSC02019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1778185243347175259</id><published>2008-12-04T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:43:30.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Overdue but yet to get my hands on all of the pictures from concert day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQSL_N0fI/AAAAAAAAAP4/mes-W88owL0/s1600-h/DSC00669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQSL_N0fI/AAAAAAAAAP4/mes-W88owL0/s320/DSC00669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275914499361985010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQR9fo6pI/AAAAAAAAAPw/I2IDcXxDOQI/s1600-h/Image0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQR9fo6pI/AAAAAAAAAPw/I2IDcXxDOQI/s320/Image0203.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275914495471446674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQR2guLaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/KeR8GjvTnx8/s1600-h/DSCF0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQR2guLaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/KeR8GjvTnx8/s320/DSCF0219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275914493596937634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQRrggI8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/qe-b2SHxA8M/s1600-h/DSCF0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQRrggI8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/qe-b2SHxA8M/s320/DSCF0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275914490643227586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQRle-hfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/NHs-Rmh2S0Y/s1600-h/DSCF0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQRle-hfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/NHs-Rmh2S0Y/s320/DSCF0216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275914489026217458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1778185243347175259?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1778185243347175259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1778185243347175259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1778185243347175259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1778185243347175259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/overdue-but-yet-to-get-my-hands-on-all.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfQSL_N0fI/AAAAAAAAAP4/mes-W88owL0/s72-c/DSC00669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-5538851936608975551</id><published>2008-12-04T20:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:09:00.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The awesome 5! Idk who is the guy 2nd from left! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfjzUHK1TI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_mGWYTl_ph4/s1600-h/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfjzUHK1TI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_mGWYTl_ph4/s320/DSC02005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275935959199438130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfOrVtfTwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vCqiBOj6wVc/s1600-h/031220082646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfOrVtfTwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vCqiBOj6wVc/s320/031220082646.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275912732445462274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfOq35SlsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/O2LeBAebd8A/s1600-h/031220082627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfOq35SlsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/O2LeBAebd8A/s320/031220082627.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275912724441896642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg.SO FUN :D&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CHILD OF DESTINY/EVERLASTNG MELODY!&lt;br /&gt;Met Amanda at the bus stop. SHE was LATE,again. Bus. This group of 13 guys came on the bus and we were like,"Too bad melanie is not here" Reached.Talked.Attendance.Hahaha. The songs were less painful and more enjoyable cause we knew how to sing! Toilettttt.Haahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.Yeap.Lunch was mad i tell youu. We laughed over everything. Joanne joined. Heheheee. New friend! She is sec 1 and she is talled then me! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,LOL.Mr Terrance is quite okay la. He talks about support,etc.Maybe not yesterday but today,yeah. It was quite good. Alot of stuff Mr liew/Ms Lim said before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sectionals.So we were going through the pronounciation in groups of 8? And I'm focussed laa. Then this stupid bee come and touch me. Then i SCREAMED/Squealed. And move back back back. And the bee followed me. Then I was like,"GO AWAY!" And when the bee actually went away,i realised that everyone was staring at me.After that,my attension was lost over someone.Hahahah.Someoneee. &lt;u&gt;edit&lt;/u&gt; Omg.Ingrid found out who. YIKES.I hope she does not tell anyone! &lt;u&gt;edit&lt;/U&gt;hahah.SHE WONT.Cause i know her crush too.OMG INGRID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* Then went in for combined.Yeahh. Then last song was Everlasting. IT IS SO AWESOME LAA :D Like Mr Terrance wanted the last song to be the german song. And then he was like telling us that we could go and then this guy started shouting,"Woo ho Woo Ho EVERLASTING! MELODY!" And clapped along to the beat. Then the whole SATB choir starts singing the chorus and Mr Terrance goes,"OH NO,NOT AGAIN!" LOL. Then he no choice but to let us sing/him,conduct. HAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went with Mel,Amanda and Ingrid to the bus stop but took at taxi cause KC concert. So my hair was like up so i was trying my  best to make my fringe look normal in the taxi. So i was like combing the whole wayy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home,changed in like 5 mins? Then took taxi to compass. Met Bernie,Hazel,Mekko,Geraldine and my sis there. Mrt to the venue. Decided on how to give the presents but plan changed.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reached,ran ran like mad ducks. Then reached.Saw Mrs Ho and that awesome GRACE.She is so cute laa :D So then sat down and realised that i needed the toilet but then the doors were closing. Kc choir. SCREAMEEEEEEEEEEEED FOR MR Liew like there was no tmr.Gosh,i should have conserved my voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are quite good laa :D Looked out for Mr Liew's daughters but could not find anyone that looked like him. So yeah. Toilet. Omg laaa. They so lucky can sing "Everything","Breakaway",one song that i forgot the name of. SCREAMED AGAIN and that small little girl was S.T.A.R.I.N.G. The guys infront,closing their ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ended.Mr Liew came out. We screamed and SCREAMED.I think the unity girl asked us to keep quiet,LOL. So the presents;A rose,a card,a puppet,and a tambourine!Geraldine gave the puppet and she petted mr Liew's head and said goodjob.LOL.Hehehe. Mr Liew seemed happy.I think i'm real evil.Cause Mekko reminded me to asked Mr Liew to introduce us to his daughters then i just blurted out,"Mekko wants to meet your daughters" LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met them.Cool laa ;D They don't look like him,i think.So then said bye. Homed. Reached about 11? Slept like a dead log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was not as fun laa.Cause i was FREAKING tired. I was like sleeping while waiting for Amanda/on the way to J8/while eating breakfast/while the rest were talking.Hahaha.Besides,i needed to rest my voice. Later my voice came back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had practise with ___________.Melanie and Amanda has lost it.Chill laaa,Hahah she is not that bad. Vulgarities poured out of Melanie's/Amanda's mouth and me and ingrid were like.."Woah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lunch was not as fun cause everyone was quite tired laa. Slept the rest of the break while the rest were talking. Yepp. I did not take the wrong bus today. Awesome,i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there is Mel,Amanda and Ingrid,I feel so alone.Not alone..I really miss him. ): My heart skipped a beat when I saw him. Sigh,I'll have to wait forever to see him again. I don't know how I'm going to get through the week without seeing him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-5538851936608975551?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5538851936608975551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=5538851936608975551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5538851936608975551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5538851936608975551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STfjzUHK1TI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_mGWYTl_ph4/s72-c/DSC02005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-878010497606867638</id><published>2008-12-02T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:34:38.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the first every WYCF practise.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS AWESOME :D&lt;br /&gt;Omgggg.I love it so much&lt;br /&gt;Though me and ingrid are quite lost causeeeee,we did'nt go yesterday. :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyways hope to catch up! Its real diffucult RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;However I&lt;s&gt; agree&lt;/s&gt; with what Amanda and my Sis said. I feel it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,started with meeting Mel and Amanda at the bus stop outside J8.They were both late but luckily,the bus arrived once they came. Bused and talked about stuff. Reached,saw Ingrid. Went sat down.This unknown person came and sat with us and talked to us.Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took attendence. Mel and Amanda wanted to switch with us and go to SATB but the lady said cannot so esp Mel was grupmy.Well all know why she wanted SATB,rightt? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and Ingrid went in. Being our first time there,we did not know where to sit. We sat at the Bass and soon later wondered why so many guys in Alto/Sop. Then this guy tapped my shoulder and was like,"Are you 2 sure ya'll are from Bass?" Hahaha. They we were like no and went to the correct place. Learnt the German songs and all. Had difficulty with pronounciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During break,ingrid wanted Alto so she asked &lt;strong&gt;Mr Terrance&lt;/strong&gt; if she could switch.He said yesss.So sat and talked/waited for the break to end.Sang and tea break. THIS STUPID BEE IS STALKING ALL OF US.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREAMED alot cause of the Bee.Yeah,it was quite fun laaa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. After WYCF,i had tuition.The guy does NOT know how to teach OKAY.Oh yeah..And then the bus ride took forever and i needed to pee bad. Hahah. So ran to the tuition place,peed and then went for the lesson.LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-878010497606867638?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/878010497606867638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=878010497606867638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/878010497606867638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/878010497606867638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-was-first-every-wycf-practise.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-3470166761009352359</id><published>2008-12-01T00:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:05:48.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A test of faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STLAHQg2ozI/AAAAAAAAAOg/km85T4qxsoY/s1600-h/0839fb5feb0784ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274489344528655154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STLAHQg2ozI/AAAAAAAAAOg/km85T4qxsoY/s320/0839fb5feb0784ba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that i have &lt;u&gt;changed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last time,I used to be so shy,too shy. Now..Hehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that I joined Choir. It made me stronger. It taught me team spirit..It taught me many things :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Choir practises are real long and need alot of concentration. The concentration can also be used in lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to dwell alot on the negative.Now,the negative seems real far away. I guess friends do affect the kind of person you become. I'm lucky in my case uh. However,some not. Just don't give up. You can do it &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm ready,to face whatever is thrown at me.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Edit&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should prolly go to sleep right? Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learnt a new way to preserve a rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hang it up-side-down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idk how am i going to go back to my room without waking the whole house up.&lt;/div&gt;SHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-3470166761009352359?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3470166761009352359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=3470166761009352359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3470166761009352359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/3470166761009352359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/test-of-faith.html' title='A test of faith'/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/STLAHQg2ozI/AAAAAAAAAOg/km85T4qxsoY/s72-c/0839fb5feb0784ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-8157136910270493748</id><published>2008-11-30T11:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:46:11.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The concert was &lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We did it baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the hard work,it paid off. But,we still have Mount SYF! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Woke up,got ready blah blah. Went to RP. Cherie Anne was super hyper okay! Me and Alvina was like,"Cherie,save your energy/voice" and then she started to dance like a party animal. LOL. Alvina uhhh. She loves candid shots xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yeah. Reached. Alot of "wows" were heard. Hahaha. Put our stuff down. Helped to offload some stuff like drinks etc from the bus. Sat down. Practised with Mr Liew for a while. The hall was good okay (: Like the sound ligers on for like about 4 secs? Weeho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practised,break. We sat at the back to listen to OLGC? I was born to sing.Nicee :D A few other songs. Then practise,dinner :D Dinner stood up while eating. Then saw the dustbin &lt;u&gt;with &lt;/u&gt;a lid on top. Sat on it and later,Mekko. Welllll. Lucky i told Mekko to eat first and then change cause she spilt some sauce on a top. Hahah. If it was the gown.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then changed/make up. Uhhh. Pris/Hazel/sis helped me with that. Then went down. Everyone looked awesome :D Then performed. Wow. My throat was not feeling as dry as it was feeling when we were practising before! I think that i got used to it/i kept "drinking" saliva. I think we were quite okay. When i went to the stage my cousin was like waving and waving like a maniac. Hahaha. Then I looked around. I saw 1 uncle,3 aunts,2 cousins,1 grandma (duh!) and my parents! My other aunt was sick and then could not come ): The other cousin could not come due to exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang. At first i was abit nervous with all that camera flashes. Lucky Mr Liew was like there cause i wayyyy would have prefered to concentrate on him then look at the crowd!.Had no issue on concentrating. LOL. Mr Liew was like some kind of person that we needed to float. Like if you don't look at him,you would miss the tempo and speed and be singing at your own pace? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE DOMINE! (:&lt;br /&gt;Suriram was not a killer. Psalite was abit off. Pu Die was okay (: Da Hai Alvina you sang very well. (:  Sometimes i feel that when i sing,i don't feel connected to the earth. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went in. Rushed for NO reason cause we had like super long to change? Changed. Mrs Crossely and Ms Ho wanted to speak to us. Hahah Mrs Crossely said that we looked "cool" LOL. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then pictures and showtimee! (:&lt;br /&gt;AONETWOTHREEFOUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris's beat it gave us the enthusiasum. It was real fun performing. If i could do it again,i would. (:&lt;br /&gt;Although i think the song was "im real",we went wayyy to fast and poor ms lim. Hahaha. But we slowed down la :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went into the eating room. There was a croackroach in the toilet. Wow. Eww? So Mr Liew gave everyone flowers.I think mine died already. LOL. &amp;amp; Mr Liew is super duper brave laaa. He kicked the croackroach! Ew though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Everyone was there. Slept real lateeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir,we did a big thing yesterday. THIS YEAR WAS A AWESOME YEAR FOR THE CHOIR. Would not have been possible without;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Francis Liew,our conductor for his artistic direction/encouragement/understanding/"thick skin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Joyce Lim,our assistant conductor for her beautiful accompaniment/dance steps etc.For being able to work well with Mr Liew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ho /Ms netty,for coordinating the wholee thing. Mrs Ho for encouraging us to sell tickets. Weeeho. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT FOR NEXT YEAR'S SYF/CHOIR EVENTS.&lt;br /&gt;We can do it! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-8157136910270493748?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8157136910270493748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8157136910270493748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8157136910270493748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8157136910270493748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/concert-was-yesterday-we-did-it-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-8373024744620851354</id><published>2008-11-29T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:06:28.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHOIR PERFORMANCE TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LETS ALL GIVE IT EVERYTHING WE GOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M FREAKING EXCITED LAA ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is the last time to get it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is the last game so make it count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now,or NEVER!&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/9146139417283503169-8373024744620851354?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8373024744620851354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=8373024744620851354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8373024744620851354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/8373024744620851354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/weeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-6799108045648643376</id><published>2008-11-28T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:11:24.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to go jogging/dog walking but decided against it after remembering what Mr Liew said about doing mundane stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw is our public concert. I'm hell excited. ((:&lt;br /&gt;Although this kind of marks our so called last practise till 31 Dec?&lt;br /&gt;Welllll. This is last time to get it right peeeeeps! Lets just give it our ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Smile like you will never smile e.v.e.r (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeee can do it. This is what we have been working out butts for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO GO GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-6799108045648643376?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6799108045648643376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=6799108045648643376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6799108045648643376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/6799108045648643376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/tmrw-is-our-public-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-273093528406255689</id><published>2008-11-28T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:08:10.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SS-vAvV4NUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/k0Eg9bHR-1c/s1600-h/911668371_cd928a3948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273626115917231426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SS-vAvV4NUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/k0Eg9bHR-1c/s320/911668371_cd928a3948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I have really been thinking. I don't really know what to say to you. You are amazing,so very amazing. Is that the only word you have in your vocab? I don't get you. I have never heard you ever praise me. All i hear from you is things to bring me down. &lt;u&gt;Really&lt;/u&gt; is that all you know how to do? I was just sitting there. Ignoring everything you said. Trying to at least. And then you kept going on and on. I lost it. Maybe i lost it a very long time ago. I don't really know. All i know is that i need to get far. As far away from you as possible. I'm really trying. I really am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Black mail be emotionally. Try me. This time i wont go down as easily as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-273093528406255689?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/273093528406255689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=273093528406255689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/273093528406255689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/273093528406255689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-really-been-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SS-vAvV4NUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/k0Eg9bHR-1c/s72-c/911668371_cd928a3948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1610461191459961422</id><published>2008-11-27T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:26:49.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choir in the morning! (:&lt;br /&gt;Sang all the songs.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lim is creative much ayee. But we don't know how to do properly.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So then at the part of the super hits,Mr Liew asked us to do the whole thing like the dance steps. And then he went to the table,which had the com,and sat down. Legs up! Omg. &amp;amp; started smiling like a clown. Funny laaaaaaaa ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I think i have some illness that makes me want to change blogskin over and over again. Some disorder? When i come back,blogskin changing time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Edit &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached and was told that tuition was canceled. I was not informed :/ So grumy wampily went to the Coffee Bean to buy something. Saw Divya,the sec 4 bowen one. Then went to the bus stop. Omgggg La.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't mention names okay. So i was standing at the bus stop and person "A" waved at me. I waved back and continued talking on the phone. Then person "B" and "C" who are ex sjcians,one who graduated from Choir when i was sec 1 were behaving like lesbians. Then "B" recognises me and says Hi. Then "A" gets up and meets this guy who comes out from the bus. "B" tries to cover up but "C"saw that the guy was her ex. Goddd,she was like,"I'm going to start crying" and indeed,she did! Drama seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then "B" and "C" start bitching about "A" WOW. Then my bus came so yeah. Listened to concert songs on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was turning into Begonia,this lady,about 20++ was walking out with this guy &amp;amp; 2 others following behind. The lady suddenly says "hi" to me and i'm like...?!! Then when i don't respond she goes,"ehhhhhh. Why you no hi one. Say hi back!" Then the guy came out from behind and stuck out his toungue at me.Then the 2 behind were like,"ignore them,they is drunk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. &amp;amp; my sis scaredthe hell out of me okay. So i came back and ate dinner. Then i came to the com room. She barged in and started telling me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis : OMG OMG OMG. You know i was so scared okay!??&lt;br /&gt;me: uh,why?Another crockroach?&lt;br /&gt;sis : NO. I watched the news and it said that there was a bomb in Mumbai.&lt;br /&gt;me: HUH! Then?!!&lt;br /&gt;sis : A few singaporeans taken hostage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pauses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis : Yeah. &amp;amp; then i called mum and she did not ans me!&lt;br /&gt;me: *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;me: Which part did mum go to?!!&lt;br /&gt;sis : But then called dad &amp;amp; he said different part.&lt;br /&gt;me: phew ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wellll,my uncle and aunt are here from Malaysia. Talking to my dad about the company. Came up cause i was bored. Hahaha,Aunty Ron is so funny okay. Sacarstic too. Heheehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So byee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1610461191459961422?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1610461191459961422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1610461191459961422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1610461191459961422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1610461191459961422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/science-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-935000381247893793</id><published>2008-11-26T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:39:51.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;When people tell you that &lt;strong&gt;breakfast&lt;/strong&gt; is important,it &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; important. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reallly. I learnt that lesson today tho (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up like 9 and decided to go for a jog. I forgot to eat breakfast tho. Stupidddddd,i know. So i took oreo along. I ran around the whole estate. Usually i do 2 rounds but nowadays i'm unfit already. ): Must be the stupid holidays &gt;:( Which are gonna end soon ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOO. I ran the first part and then oreo kept stopping so i also kept stopping la. She needed pee/pooop. So i kind of lost my jogging want there. So i decided to walk the rest of the way. So lazyy tsk! Then i walk walk walk. Then i decided to run. Once i started to run,i felt abit dizzy. Then i felt like vommitting (weird cause i did'nt eat breakfast). &amp;amp;&amp;amp; then,i&lt;strong&gt;  fainted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with this weird feeling in my stomach. Oreo did'nt leave me alone! Actually she woke me up by licking my face. LOL. So i walked/sat home cause i did not want to faint again. Omg la. The last time i ever fainted was because i saw my mum's blood,when i was primary 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then came home and drank water. Ate breakfast! I'm never not gonna eat breakfast and leave the house &lt;u&gt; again &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before choir,some of us went to band to sell tickets! One person boughtttt! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Choir. Hahahaaaa. Started with dance which was bad cause pris was figuring out the formation for 45 mins and left with 15 mins of dance? In the end the formation did not even work. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr Liew came in. Did all the songs? Heheheheheee. I think Mr Liew would get along with kids very well. Code switching/versatilee. Uh,these words remind me of lit! Omgggggg. I'm not doing lit next year :0 I'm so going to miss lit laaa ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways yeah. I think that the out of tune person thing is solved already? But sometimes she still sings very loud. Nevermind. Pris,I'm going to kill you one of these days! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. WE SOLD 5 TICKETS TO A WHOLE FAMILY WITHIN 5 MINUTES. Hahaha.The other time was like 5 tickets 10 hours? And 2 tickets to cherie anne's neighbours! Subway dinner with sis and hazelllll. Went to th shoe shop to help hazel pick. Hahaha,i wasnt helping! I was just commenting. Then left the shop without buying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;u&gt; SO &lt;/u&gt; sad that tmr is the last practise for the year for choir. RAWR. I want dec to be filled with choir! RAWRRRRRRRRR. That sucls. I want choir. ): I would rather the practises be held now,when we are all relaxed then in term time,when we all just wanna &lt;u&gt; die &lt;/u&gt; from all the homework. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; THE PERFORMANCE IS COMING ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhhhh. I'm so tired now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-935000381247893793?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/935000381247893793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=935000381247893793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/935000381247893793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/935000381247893793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-people-tell-you-that-breakfast-is.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-1666069615835329219</id><published>2008-11-25T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:19:01.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.</title><content type='html'>Welllll. I'm supposed to be clearing OUT my room for the new stuff to come in. Hmm. What am i doing here. Eh really. What am i doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDIT!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. The Ikea stuff are here! Now time to shift everything back into my room.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Live,love,laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EDIT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole day spent cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;In the night went out with sis around the estate to try sell tickets but then half way decided not to &amp;amp; wait for Hazel tmr instead. Sigh,tmr is gonna be busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-1666069615835329219?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1666069615835329219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=1666069615835329219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1666069615835329219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/1666069615835329219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/desiderata-go-placidly-amid-noise-and.html' title='With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.'/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-5238510984351017333</id><published>2008-11-25T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:46:56.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-5238510984351017333?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5238510984351017333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=5238510984351017333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5238510984351017333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/5238510984351017333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/livelaughlove.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9146139417283503169.post-900914342038526608</id><published>2008-11-24T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:45:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was Tuition at 9. I finally understand! So then went home and slept till 3? Then went to Ikea to like order the stuff with my family. Then Sai Baba birthday party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welllllll,i usually don't like join in Bajans and stuff but yesterday,i did! I kind of feel different now. A good different. Like before i was hoping that i would have the maturity to forgive my enemies and i already have! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i have not fought with my sister. A miracle,i know. Well,i'm quite sure that this will carry on,finally! Oh yeah. But something bad happened at the "party" tho. There was this lady who was having a fit. Like she was shaking and stuff. Then some people put a spoon under her toungue and gave her a set of keys to hold. I started to pray that she would be alright cause she really looked bad. Soon later,the ambulance came. I reallly hope that she is alright! Anyways,talked to my mum about ________. It's sad. I know my mum feels sad about it but she is not showing it :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. When we went to eat,something classic happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While walking to go eat dinner,a cockroach came near my sister's legs. She screams and this man who is drinking coffee jumps. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I'm also scared of cockroaches la but i did not scream. Instead,i put my hand over my mouth to stop the scream from coming out. Tried to move away as quickly as possible and my stupid clothes got stuck to a door or something. I then started "screaming" cause the crokroach was coming closer and closer. I freed myself and ran away. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ate and went homee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was Choir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was quite good ayee! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mekko is really upset about the JJ Lin concert thing. Cheer up dudette! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alto. Some people are realllllllllly singing out of tune. Damn. When i try telling them nicely to sing softer,they think that i'm trying to offend them. Tsk. I wish there was another way of doing it. Our Suriram is badddd. The first note is like,"su" instead of "sooooo" like with a deeper vowel? Hmmmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then yeahhhhhhh. Went to sell tickets with Sis, Hazel,Wan Yi, Natalie,Calida,Sharon,Geraldine,Alvina and Cherie Anne. We sold 7 tickets? Andddd,some people asked us to come back wed! So we are going before choirrrrrr! (: Came back and forth. Mrs Ho gave us ice cream &amp;amp; talked about the most random things ;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homed. The new maid is here. Hmmmph. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall just go with the flow for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner timeeeeeeee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9146139417283503169-900914342038526608?l=colourful-miracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/feeds/900914342038526608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9146139417283503169&amp;postID=900914342038526608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/900914342038526608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9146139417283503169/posts/default/900914342038526608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colourful-miracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-was-tuition-at-9.html' title=''/><author><name>HEADSTRONG CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-vvth-Hl1Y/SP8dtbAbn5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xRoNnOrABbo/S220/TRIYNKA+%3BD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
