<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:41:44.198-08:00</updated><category term='Laura Eva . Tan Xin Rui'/><category term='WOO.'/><category term='Maryanne&apos;s birthday'/><category term='Laura Eva is not sweet'/><title type='text'>blog.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7061818061882273623</id><published>2008-03-01T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T04:57:43.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAURAEVA- EVERYTHING- says:&lt;br /&gt;hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERWOMAN; says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to blog leh&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAURAEVA- EVERYTHING- says:&lt;br /&gt;blog about meeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERWOMAN; says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE LAURAEVA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure we all do ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she loves me the most.&lt;br /&gt;Only that we get divorced once a year,&lt;br /&gt;But i swear it's not our fault,&lt;br /&gt;we're saving money for our children&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-EDIT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to unforseen circumstances, We are getting divorced for the second time this year.&lt;br /&gt;DISMISS ME, ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHA, your loss, laura.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7061818061882273623?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7061818061882273623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7061818061882273623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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though.&lt;br /&gt;And a polaroid(:&lt;br /&gt;Now all i need is to buy the film.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody buy it for me please?&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;And i have no idea where to either o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh where to buy film for polaroid?&lt;br /&gt;Laurayeo: Eeeerrr, the polaroid film shop..place?&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.- Which is where?&lt;br /&gt;Laurayeo: Eeeerrr, the polaroid film shop place street =D&lt;br /&gt;Me: not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the meantime ill just take pictures of my polaroid, despite my dad's failed attempts to tryt and see if it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec ones trained today.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, they squealed oh, so much.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;They'll grow out of it?&lt;br /&gt;Hur, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Preya has a new movie.&lt;br /&gt;Besides her award winning movies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pitch it like Preya &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Throw it like Preya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bat it like Preya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be an idiot like Preya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be dense like Preya &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be Preya like Preya &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And 26 other amazing videos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To add to the list, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be Rihanna like Preya (a.k.a Rihanna)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something must have hit her head during batting.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She started singing to herself and obviously she can't sing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, somebody help her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way home Me and Anisa were doing our usual routine, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Laughing at things that only we find funny and other people think it as nonsensical. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I won't blame them really, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because it is stupid and dense. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But that's why its so fun(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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body from my soul&lt;br /&gt;And Jesus leaves or takes me.&lt;br /&gt;Hopes of heaven, fears of hell&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what's the chance I'll make it.&lt;br /&gt;All my other plans have failed,&lt;br /&gt;And all this time I've faked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started sinking, drinking water from the open sea&lt;br /&gt;Losing our bodies to the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;You grabbed my hand and started screaming, "rescue me"&lt;br /&gt;Together fight the downward motion.&lt;br /&gt;Back in the kingdom we were kings and queens and Oh, so strong&lt;br /&gt;That god himself just had to show us.&lt;br /&gt;We never thought we'd see the colder side of land and sea&lt;br /&gt;But he's the only one who knows us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waves of silver, waves of gold&lt;br /&gt;Are coming now to take me,&lt;br /&gt;To separate my body from my soul&lt;br /&gt;And Jesus either leaves or takes me.&lt;br /&gt;Hopes of heaven, fears of hell&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what's the chance I'll make it.&lt;br /&gt;All my other plans have failed,&lt;br /&gt;And all this time I've faked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One last song, Josiah Leming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAWHSHFGGGGHHHH SCREW ART BOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-2463425137386176298?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/2463425137386176298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=2463425137386176298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2463425137386176298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2463425137386176298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/02/ship-was-sinking-we-were-drinking.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-274584042721922831</id><published>2008-02-16T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T05:07:05.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LAURAEVA-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No, not Eva Laura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Neither is it: EEEVVAA, and &lt;em&gt;never will be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nobody listens to Mr. Yap, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And, yes, Lydia is the laziest I've come to known, after me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This week's CAs fried Lydia's brain, seeing as she cannot remember anything that has happened over the week, except for Valentine's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We were all plotting to visit Laura Yeo in hospital, but there were a few, tiny, problems:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;S C H O O L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;T R A I N I N G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;L Y D I A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MacBeth is going nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Laura Yeo has ten million and one lines to memorize as MacBeth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lydia, Victoria, and Angelyn seem to find what they put in their cauldrons funny (what was it, again, ass of baboon?),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Laura Eva will most probably pass out and die of stage fright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aside from that, I think we will perform fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mr. Yap is still as retarded as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And, Lydia, besotted, somehow managed to fit Ron's name in her report for Project work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's fast-forward to Thursday-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Laura Eva: &lt;em&gt;What happened to you on Valentine's Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Lydia&lt;em&gt;: Uh...lots of presents?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lydia loves you.&lt;br /&gt;But she loves Laura Eva the most.&lt;br /&gt;Understandable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And since I don't stalk Lydia, I really don't know how her week went, so I shall end off, here.&lt;br /&gt;Next time, get your stalkers to blog for you.&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-274584042721922831?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7127757237282415196</id><published>2008-02-09T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T06:12:57.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R620g7rvB2I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3dbE1WyAGsU/s1600-h/DSC00533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164982825533769570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R620g7rvB2I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3dbE1WyAGsU/s320/DSC00533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valentines day shopping with Lauraeva. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's funny how all my blog posts have something to do with Lauraeva. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Including this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is my life THAT boring? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lauraeva: What're we going to buy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: i have no idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lauraeva: ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: I'm following you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lauraeva: ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: What're we going to buy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lauraeva: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then where're we going? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lauraeva: I'm following you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next time, remind to write down a list of things to buy before going shopping with Laura. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when we finally find stuff to buy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Eh look! The roses stem is so unstraight, i should give this to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lauraeva: -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Oh wait no, i shouldn't give it to you. I should give it to ______ so he'll straighten it out for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lauraeva: !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She wants to kill me but she can't cos she knows she loves me too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aw its okay i love you too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheeseburger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll eat that again ok? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOHOHOHOHOHOHO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7127757237282415196?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7127757237282415196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7127757237282415196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7127757237282415196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7127757237282415196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-look-deranged.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R620g7rvB2I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3dbE1WyAGsU/s72-c/DSC00533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-4904453957499621141</id><published>2008-02-04T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T06:23:15.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH STUPID COMMONWEALTH ESSAY DIEDIEDIEDIE NOWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-4904453957499621141?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/4904453957499621141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=4904453957499621141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4904453957499621141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4904453957499621141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/02/ahh-stupid-commonwealth-essay.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-8616171169805984609</id><published>2008-01-29T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T06:04:29.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mrs Lim: You know, some teacher, i shall not name who, asked if pink panther was a cheetah or a lion.&lt;br /&gt;Class: WHAT?!? HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lim: Yeah, teachers make silly mistakes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we soon find out that students make even sillier mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura: Zomg, A teacher actually asked if pink panther was a cheetah or a lion.&lt;br /&gt;Me, Lauraeva, Victoria, Stef, Ange: YEAH HAHA SO STUPIDD.&lt;br /&gt;Maryanne: YAH HAHA OMG. Pink panther is a jaguar lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurayeo and I have officially estabished that between our desks, there is a curtain of sanity.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a curtain of sanity.&lt;br /&gt;Cross and you will go insane.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Of course, if she crosses over it wouldn't make any difference to her. &lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ey, the two cheena people on the notice board look like south park people.&lt;br /&gt;Laurayeo: Oh yeah, they do. Then instead of sayin gong xi fa cai, they'll say gong xi fuck cai.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Yeo: O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the wonders have decided to quit TKGS and start our own school called-&lt;br /&gt;You should guess it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the subjects will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tranfiguration and charms - ME&lt;br /&gt;Potions - Lauraeva&lt;br /&gt;Defence against the dark arts - *constantly changing* ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the subject teachers will be announced on the first day of the new term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and lauraeva were trying out transfiguration during monsters class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to scan in the picture of our mindmap, tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh your ass off(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-8616171169805984609?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/8616171169805984609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=8616171169805984609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8616171169805984609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8616171169805984609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/mrs-lim-you-know-some-teacher-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-1133563062015228744</id><published>2008-01-21T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T04:30:22.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R5SOMky3i4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/NmsELLigwWw/s1600-h/DSCF4961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157903819932666754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R5SOMky3i4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/NmsELLigwWw/s320/DSCF4961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Happy belated birthday to me" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, my friends' way of saying that is by squishing chocolate into my eye during reccess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did i mention it was always the same eye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauraeva: EY STAY STILL LAH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: NOOOOOOOO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauraeva: -jab- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: OI &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laurayeo: -jab- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: OI  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maryanne: -jab- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: OI &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; etc etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all, anyway, (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUCHMUCHLOVELOVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yogga: Why not Lydia be the environmetalist? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia: Yeah right, and get rid of pests? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yiyun: like me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia: Noo, lauraeva! you be the envionmentalist lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauraeva: OI &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia: Even though you'll attract pests instead of scaring them away. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauraeva: NOT FUNNY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heheh, you know its funny, darling(:&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/32598106-1133563062015228744?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/1133563062015228744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=1133563062015228744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1133563062015228744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1133563062015228744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-belated-birthday-to-me-sadly-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R5SOMky3i4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/NmsELLigwWw/s72-c/DSCF4961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-6047141136136045365</id><published>2008-01-19T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T03:09:39.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SURPRISE!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU KENNETHTINGJEANTECKJINJIAJOSHUACHONGRENJAREDBRYANLEEKEVIN.&lt;br /&gt;For travelling halfway around the world to changi and back,&lt;br /&gt;to surprise me when its not my birthday-&lt;br /&gt;yet.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;LOVES YOU PEOPLES LOADS.&lt;br /&gt;I still have the balloons scattered on my floor,&lt;br /&gt;Besides the fact that SOMEBODY smashed cake into my face,&lt;br /&gt;It was mighty fun.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;And to the person that was supposed to come, but ironically didn't,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a millionn(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be 14 in 4 hours and 50 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-6047141136136045365?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/6047141136136045365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=6047141136136045365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6047141136136045365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6047141136136045365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/surprise-thankyou-kennethtingjeanteckji.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-4144886945528087572</id><published>2008-01-18T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T05:39:15.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.E, Hockey, otherwise known as quidditch on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to Lauraeva's new liking to harry potter, we all found new boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And new sports, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: I have my firebolt! -holds up red hockeystick-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I have also okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: No, ron has a lousy broom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: EY! He has a firebolt okay! When he gets into the team he'll get one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: I'm still reading azkaban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: too bad then, i have a firebolt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i hit and it goes wayy off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: Pity you have a firebolt and dont know how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo you lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the seeker(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH KIMBO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIP WOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: how unglam,   &lt;br /&gt;And we made a theory about kimbo's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: Ey, your key looks like a bullet.&lt;br /&gt;Kimbo: NO, its supposed to be some hightech thing lah.&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Lydia: But yeah, it looks like a bullet.&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: Maybe she shoots the door down everytime she gets home to get in.&lt;br /&gt;Lydia: Yeah, then she spends the rest of the day building the door again.&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: So her house is like a bombshelter.&lt;br /&gt;Lydia: No, if her house is a bombshelter, the door wouldn't blow up.&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Kimbo: -.- SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being dense, kimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOHHLAALAAA OHHHLALA LALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was supposed to be the korean tune, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-4144886945528087572?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/4144886945528087572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=4144886945528087572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4144886945528087572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4144886945528087572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/p.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5366682851925899780</id><published>2008-01-15T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T05:29:25.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shermaine and Malfoy were together at first, but broke up due to the third parties, &lt;br /&gt;lauraeva and fred&amp;amp;george. &lt;br /&gt;so it should be, fourth parties, but nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;So Shermaine gave malfoy to Lauraeva,&lt;br /&gt; and took Fred and George all to herself, &lt;br /&gt;so obviously she doesnt mind dating a ghost. &lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva gave Ron to Lydia Because she wants Malfoy now, &lt;br /&gt;and Ron has taken a liking to Lydia, oblivious to the fact that Lydia and Lauraeva are secretly married. &lt;br /&gt;And Harry is nowhere in sight.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, even though he is the main character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5366682851925899780?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5366682851925899780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5366682851925899780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5366682851925899780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5366682851925899780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/shermaine-and-malfoy-were-together-at.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7388402439296899469</id><published>2008-01-14T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T04:30:11.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Laurayeo: Where do norweigians come from?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh, norweigia, DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, i felt really stupid after i said that.&lt;br /&gt;If you dont know why either, you should be feeling stupid in about 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, told you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i wasn't the only one.&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva, Maryanne: EH? ITS NORWEIGIA WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so we can go and live in norweigia and lead happy, deluded lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Shutup, laura yeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting beside her in class, right in front.&lt;br /&gt;Horrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, i had a rare little-talks-in-the-bus kinda talk with yeo.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura: You can be miss norweigia!&lt;br /&gt;Me: YEAH, if they ask if it's big, i'll go " YEAH, its really big. Y'know, in heeEEreeE." -points to brain-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeehee, training tmr, i can't wait for saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pL8I2VKT-A0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pL8I2VKT-A0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gossipgirl(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7388402439296899469?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7388402439296899469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7388402439296899469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7388402439296899469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7388402439296899469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/laurayeo-where-do-norweigians-come-from.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-686586140183075533</id><published>2008-01-12T22:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T22:07:05.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surprised I still remember the username and password to this account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY TELL ME HOW TO DO THAT FORT CANNING ARTEFACTS HISTORY PAGE THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-686586140183075533?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/686586140183075533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=686586140183075533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/686586140183075533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/686586140183075533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-lydia.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3603048877548596666</id><published>2008-01-11T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T04:24:16.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to get people to listen to me more, really D:&lt;br /&gt;AHHAAH. Yes, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-during recess, mind you this ALWAYS happens-&lt;br /&gt;Maryanne: EHH, okay, lets go now.&lt;br /&gt;Me: EHH, no! I lazy la, a while more&lt;br /&gt;Laura2, stef, vic: Okay, okay lets go FASTER LAH.&lt;br /&gt;Laura Yeo: Nobody listens to lydia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia: Eh, lets go now, we need to change.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody: Not now lah i tired, a while more.&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.-&lt;br /&gt;Laura Yeo: nobody listens to lydia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- gee. I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, According to lauraeva's blog which is according to mr yap,&lt;br /&gt;IF WE DONT GET GOOD MARKS FOR MATH. WE WILL GET DIVORCED.&lt;br /&gt;So, me and lauraeva are married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: Then, at this rate we're going, we confirm divorce lah!&lt;br /&gt;Me: NOOOOO, cannot!&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: NOOO, cool people must marry cool people! We cannot divorce, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kids will have:&lt;br /&gt;My brown hair&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva's long sexy legs&lt;br /&gt;My tan&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva's ability to attract the wrong gender&lt;br /&gt;My ability to attract the right gender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll love our kids, wont we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am glad to announce that I AM LIGHTER THAN PREYA.&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha, hope you read that, (:&lt;br /&gt;She thinks she's fat, when she's not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preya: I have a food log (: To record the stuff i eat!&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.- omgwtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH, you funny girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Fatin, stop threetiming, its not very nice, MUST CHOOSE ONLY ONE.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatin: hey baby girl&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey sexy mama&lt;br /&gt;Fatin: youre mine!&lt;br /&gt;Fatin: ( to rury) you're mine!&lt;br /&gt;Fatin: ( to Anisa) you're mine!&lt;br /&gt;Anisa, Me and rury: Go die lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;pick me okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, tmr is 50th anni, good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope i dont trip and fall in my dress.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a dress.&lt;br /&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;laugh&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Only i can laugh at myself.&lt;br /&gt;Shadup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-3603048877548596666?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3603048877548596666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3603048877548596666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3603048877548596666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3603048877548596666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-need-to-get-people-to-listen-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-9104558776242859566</id><published>2008-01-09T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T06:52:40.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Japan, ski resort. Don't you just love snow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R4TfCUy3i3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/cixIFwUMTx0/s1600-h/JAPAN2007!+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153489104653486962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R4TfCUy3i3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/cixIFwUMTx0/s320/JAPAN2007!+215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                             &lt;/p&gt;                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I can't walk.&lt;br /&gt;Wheelchair, anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i thought i was going to die on the way back from school today.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if i can train tmr.&lt;br /&gt;If i want to wear nice pretty shoes to 50th anni on saturday without hurting, instead of slippers, i'd better not.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing slippers to school tmr,&lt;br /&gt;luckily i didn't have to borrow them from anyone today,&lt;br /&gt;although i know someone who was dying to (:&lt;br /&gt;heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr yap is our new math teacher, in case you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't what he's like, ask yiyun to do an impression, it looks scarily close.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know how yiyun looks like, look at the book " esiotrot "&lt;br /&gt;Muahahah.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know how a tortoise looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Go and see a phsychologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did another impression on Mr yap,&lt;br /&gt;on my plate of rice during recess.&lt;br /&gt;After eating every single grain of rice.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Angelyn says the anorexic people are forced to do that.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, i'm not anorexic.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was just throwing notes at yiyun.&lt;br /&gt;She keeps saying she'll hit me on the head, but she never did.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;I hit her on the head, at least 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;" Heads up! "&lt;br /&gt;Haha, classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, yiyun, i am not lookig forward to the last chapter of science even thought i know you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-9104558776242859566?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/9104558776242859566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=9104558776242859566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/9104558776242859566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/9104558776242859566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/sads.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R4TfCUy3i3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/cixIFwUMTx0/s72-c/JAPAN2007!+215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-493732350254075654</id><published>2008-01-05T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T04:59:38.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ten Top Trivia Tips about Lydia Tan Xin Rui!&lt;br /&gt;Forty percent of the world's almonds and twenty percent of the world's peanuts are used in the manufacture of Lydia Tan Xin Rui.&lt;br /&gt;It takes forty minutes to hard-boil Lydia Tan Xin Rui.&lt;br /&gt;Lydia Tan Xin Rui is picked, sorted and packed entirely in the field.&lt;br /&gt;In the 1600s, tobacco was frequently prescribed to treat headaches, bad breath and Lydia Tan Xin Rui.&lt;br /&gt;Lydia Tan Xin Rui can smell some things up to six miles away.&lt;br /&gt;It can take Lydia Tan Xin Rui several days to move just through one tree.&lt;br /&gt;A bride should wear something old, something new, something borrowed, and Lydia Tan Xin Rui.&lt;br /&gt;White chocolate isn't technically chocolate, because it doesn't contain Lydia Tan Xin Rui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Astronauts get taller when they are in Lydia Tan Xin Rui.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Laura Eva Wong!&lt;br /&gt;In Japan, Laura Eva Wong can only be prepared by chefs specially trained and certified by the government.&lt;br /&gt;The horns of Laura Eva Wong are made entirely from hair!&lt;br /&gt;The fingerprints of Laura Eva Wong are virtually indistinguishable from those of humans, so much so that they could be confused at a crime scene.&lt;br /&gt;Laura Eva Wong is the only king without a moustache on the standard pack of cards!&lt;br /&gt;Half a cup of Laura Eva Wong contains only seventeen calories.&lt;br /&gt;Julius Caesar wore a laurel wreath to cover up Laura Eva Wong!&lt;br /&gt;During the reign of Peter the Great, any Russian nobleman who chose to wear Laura Eva Wong had to pay a special Laura Eva Wong tax!&lt;br /&gt;American Airlines saved forty thousand dollars a year by eliminating Laura Eva Wong from each salad served in first class.&lt;br /&gt;Medieval knights put the skin of Laura Eva Wong on their sword handles to improve the grip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew Lauraeva had horns.&lt;br /&gt;And i just realised that she doesn't know who Julius Caesar is.&lt;br /&gt;See, i told you reading Harry Potter and Archie comics doesn't make you smarter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yiyun is the tallest person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA, HA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-493732350254075654?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/493732350254075654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=493732350254075654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/493732350254075654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/493732350254075654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/ten-top-trivia-tips-about-lydia-tan-xin.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-4752057070074606287</id><published>2008-01-04T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T04:57:29.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R34pHUy3ixI/AAAAAAAAAgI/sS2iqIc_qY0/s1600-h/JAPAN2007!+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151600229576313618" style="FLOAT: left; 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Ey, kimbo, massage our backs for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, stupidgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i have lauraeva and vic in the same home ec class now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, monster is out chinese teacher again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-monster comes in-&lt;br /&gt;Yiting, Kimbo, Weisze: YESSSSSSS, HUANNGG LAOSHI ZAOOOANNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN, i sit right in front.&lt;br /&gt;Great. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, im vertically challenged, so shutup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm aching all over, somebody get me 1000 tubes of counterpain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-8107155292040665367?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/8107155292040665367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=8107155292040665367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8107155292040665367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8107155292040665367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-week-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5529667514222449674</id><published>2008-01-01T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:51:45.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting anything for so long, but happy new year anyways (:&lt;br /&gt;Sleepover at jeanettes yesterday! But before that, Lauraeva came over for awhile for a swim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's dyslexic (:&lt;br /&gt;She was playing-&lt;br /&gt;no wait, TRYING to play with my xbox.&lt;br /&gt;halo3 to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: WHERE ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  -.- turn around&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: I CANT!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cos you're against a rock.&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 seconds later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: shit you stupid rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 seconds later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: Where are you?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: BEHIND YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: oh. &lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, she finally mastered the art of turning around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 seconds later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: Why do mossy rocks love me so much.&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's the other way around la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went swimming and started making footprints and handprints with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: eeeee you got fat fingers!&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to run up the slope to see who could make the footprints all the way up the fastest.&lt;br /&gt;Of course Lauraeva won lah.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the water evaporated on my feet faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: yay, i finished my trail.&lt;br /&gt;-looks at her feet-&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: i think i got blueblack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You piece of scheiße.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went up to chill in my room, with nachos and cheetos.&lt;br /&gt;And..(:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, nevermind. Ask her yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I think she's trying to be studios.&lt;br /&gt;fail la.&lt;br /&gt;reading harry potter and archie comics doesnt make you smarter darling (:&lt;br /&gt;haha jokingjoking(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeanettes sleepover was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Played xbox and attempted to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3am, three people were on the bed&lt;br /&gt;At4am, Jeanette kicked ting off&lt;br /&gt;At 5am, Jeanette kicked me off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh, i went to the chair so they had more space.&lt;br /&gt;See, im such a kind person. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;School tmr,&lt;br /&gt;Training tmr,&lt;br /&gt;im.&lt;br /&gt;going.&lt;br /&gt;to.&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;bye,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5529667514222449674?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5529667514222449674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5529667514222449674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5529667514222449674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5529667514222449674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2008/01/sorry-for-not-posting-anything-for-so.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5757928480118809166</id><published>2007-12-14T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T02:50:48.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp;I'M BACK BABYYY;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaah. Youth camp was funfunfunfunfun. (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, first day was quite normal.&lt;br /&gt;At some changi adventure thingamee.&lt;br /&gt;It was just introduction by Weien, and..yaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;Oops, i forgot the order of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;I think it was er group bonding games?&lt;br /&gt;lemonadee(:&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND, second day was er..thethe rock wall thing and kayaking thing andand yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Haha, how suay la.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of heights and i get seasick ;D&lt;br /&gt;I am so weird.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i didnt get either.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, it was fun. Hurhur. I did kayaking with me wonderful groupie :D&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Lim! I love you! ((: HA.&lt;br /&gt;We go mission trip with the rest k? XD&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Oh, And i had to wear the shortest shirt i had to do all these stuff, so i had nothing to tuck into my jeans, so it looked funnayyy and it kept coming out.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, those weren't my jeans, those were tings ultra skinny leg-jeans.&lt;br /&gt;So i wouldn't be the one wearing it cos im abit too fat for that,&lt;br /&gt;But i had no choice, hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring. (:&lt;br /&gt;Silly me.&lt;br /&gt;Then, at night, we had some games. Er....something like the game of life or smth.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, we're so lousy at running our lives we need a trial run.&lt;br /&gt;We had to put on makeup and stuff for points&lt;br /&gt;I was in a rush so i ended up using mascara to draw sideburns on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Weehee, i'm a man.&lt;br /&gt;And i took quite alot of time removing it after.&lt;br /&gt;Mag came to the rescue with wetwipes(: &lt;br /&gt;Hahaah.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep for throughout the camp was verrrry minimum.&lt;br /&gt;We were sleeping in an open air HUT.&lt;br /&gt;So it was quite uncomfy o.o&lt;br /&gt;If you ignore the aeroplane engine sounds waking you up every few minutes, the hard wooden floor, no fans, and the occasional fly or mosquito,&lt;br /&gt;It was quite okay, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Ha, Third day was wargames! In like some weird ultra muddy disgusting grass place.&lt;br /&gt;The super dirty beach suddenly looked quite heavenly to me.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then my ankle area got swollen cos of the grass o.o&lt;br /&gt;Haiyoh. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so weird.&lt;br /&gt;So i didn't move much, i just watched as people ran around like maniacs, throwing water bombs around.&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the water bomb didn't burst on me (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, then at night was another activiteeee.&lt;br /&gt;One station was quite funny la.&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to smuggle out bibles into china, then of course, we get caught by some monstrous army people. Which was actually peidee, Glen, Mark andd... i can't tell. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glen: Where are you from? &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Luke: Err..the other side.&lt;br /&gt;Glen: Which other side?&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;Luke: Err..Sir, where are we now?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Omg super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of other stupid comments yah. Funnyfunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth day was..some amazing race thingamee.&lt;br /&gt;Bennett seems to know everything o.o&lt;br /&gt;And the sec3's were planning it, so of course it was going to be something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Dense.&lt;br /&gt;We had to dance around some swirly pole thing for 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;And roll a watermelon in front of old chang kee.&lt;br /&gt;What other ideas could be in their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grah, I'm going to japan now, i'll continue later, see yall on the 26th(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacksmuacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5757928480118809166?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5757928480118809166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5757928480118809166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5757928480118809166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5757928480118809166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-babyyy-hahahhaah.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7821638284158339811</id><published>2007-12-04T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T05:21:19.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MY XBOX HAHAHA LIKE FINALLY! &lt;br /&gt;I can check that off my list now, YAY.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah anyway, i havent update cos i was too busy playing.&lt;br /&gt;hur(:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, besides that.&lt;br /&gt;I went for team bonding today(:&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;Damn fun! Hahah, we played nice games, and ended up laughing our asses off.&lt;br /&gt;Without coach its sooo fun. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to town to go shopping with my sister and mom. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom forced me to wear 238473985 dresses, which was tres tres, mortifying. (:&lt;br /&gt;But i found onee that's like DAMN NICE. ((((((:&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROYAL COPENHAGEN IS THE BESTT.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing free advertising here, give me some support. (:&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha anyway.&lt;br /&gt;It's almost been half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, i very long never go online, stupid xbox. Don't care la, today i go online for...half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Sister: HAHA. Trust me, you'll stay there for  2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO! Wanna bet?!&lt;br /&gt;Sister: Set ah, we bet your....eyebrows(:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Set ah! If you win, you shave off mine, if i win, i shave off yours.&lt;br /&gt;Sister: ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been 25 minutes and im getting off the computer.&lt;br /&gt;I've got my shaver ready.&lt;br /&gt;Rawwr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7821638284158339811?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7821638284158339811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7821638284158339811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7821638284158339811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7821638284158339811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahahahahhahah-i-got-my-xbox-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3747439933479011534</id><published>2007-11-28T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T04:32:16.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During ball drills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rury: -looks at the&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; floor- "Ey, you dropped your plaster." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: -looking at the ball whizz through the air- " O-Oh? Yeah, my dropster." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rury: Your WHAT? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me and Rury: -pause- HAHAHAHAHAAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ohwell, the dense-ness of it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Training yesterday was ball drills ball drills, more ball drills, and physical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Almost one of the worse. D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At least for a moment yesterday i had more abs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was aching all over after that ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But today, the abs were more or less fading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe it's cos of the beef lasagne. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sadly, the aches are still there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I took 5 minutes getting out of bed today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Partly because last night, my sister's friend came over until 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And my sister did the most evil thing ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, maybe not the most evilevilevilest thing ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SHE SALTED A SNAIL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When i was younger i'd consider that fun, but that was just sadistic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm such a kind soul, hurhur.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Training tmr.&lt;br /&gt;With an aching butt and sore arms, i dont think i can make it through and get home in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;Whoo.&lt;br /&gt;At least i'll be able to see my wonderful netball friends ENOYING-&lt;br /&gt;Their time at camp.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure the time, man.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I didnt say i was reffering to the sec ones (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-3747439933479011534?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3747439933479011534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3747439933479011534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3747439933479011534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3747439933479011534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/11/during-ball-drills.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-4469687464899304787</id><published>2007-11-23T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T04:49:54.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R0bLwZjufVI/AAAAAAAAAew/_e6tMxcg1ZQ/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136016457417522514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R0bLwZjufVI/AAAAAAAAAew/_e6tMxcg1ZQ/s320/DSC00551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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&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;br /&gt;rurydianisatin!(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for not updating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im really tired these few daysD: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ill update when i change blogskin okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorryyyyy. nyahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-4469687464899304787?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/4469687464899304787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=4469687464899304787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4469687464899304787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4469687464899304787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/11/rurydianisatin-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/R0bLwZjufVI/AAAAAAAAAew/_e6tMxcg1ZQ/s72-c/DSC00551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-2074315984721450121</id><published>2007-11-15T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T04:26:42.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tomorrow would be Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;One week of no training gone, just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;OH HOW TRAGIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Laura Eva caught me in my Spongebob Squarepants boxers this morning, when she came over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Had pizza for lunch before heading to Bugis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I GOT MY TOFU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I invited Laura Eva to Da Guaikia'z club, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Only the special, invited are allowed to join this exclusive club, of which excludes the Horrors, the Wannabe Horrors, the Guaikia'z Wannabes, and the Curly people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You can't be a Wannabe Curly, 'cos people are naturally Curly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just go ask--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mary failed Da Guaikia'z test, so I don't think she can be in the club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah, tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Headed to Mos Burger to grab a bite before 1530.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Laura Eva started using my brown marker to draw on the pieces of tissue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And stuck a masking tape that read CHEESE on my pencil case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me: Shouldn't THAT be stuck on YOUR pencil case?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Laura Eva: Huh. No. I prefer fish. *smiles funnily*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me: ... SHAADUP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Laura Eva says I keep thinking sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She just made somebody very happy by saying that above fish sentence thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We met Mary on the train to City Hall MRT Station, and headed to Cineleisure, where Mary and Laura Eva bought tee shirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I want the Superwoman tee shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'Cos I am Superwoman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But Laura Eva claims she's also a hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Because she says she feels like a hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm sure la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She got this tee shirt that said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"I HAVEN'T ACTUALLY HAD A REAL BOYFRIEND YET, 'COS I'M NOT ALLOWED TO DATE YET."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Again, I'M SURE LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mary got this shirt that said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"YOU WANT ME? KEEP LYING TO YOURSELF." or something something something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'M SO SURE LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My friends are quite retarded sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh I think they want to wear their shirts to netball camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then we went to buy a birthday present, while obssessing over more tofus in the process, then took the MRT home with Laura Eva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Miraculously, we didn't get lost, this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yesyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sec 4 farewell tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thirty bucks dudeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;AHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-2074315984721450121?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/2074315984721450121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=2074315984721450121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2074315984721450121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2074315984721450121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/11/tomorrow-would-be-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5359334563494841819</id><published>2007-11-10T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T04:59:04.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;See, I'm supposed to say something, and then the team replies, but it didnt really work out very well.&lt;br /&gt;Me: PLAY ONEE!&lt;br /&gt;Team: ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: -ahem- PLAYYY ONEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;A few people: playreone......&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.- nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OUIIIII.&lt;br /&gt;Team: ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: -goes up to bat- OUIIIIIII!&lt;br /&gt;Team: why you shout twice!&lt;br /&gt;Me: COS YOU PEOPLE NEVER ANSWER ME.&lt;br /&gt;Team: ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: shadup.&lt;br /&gt;Megan: HAHA, see they dont want to answer you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a little while later-&lt;br /&gt;Megan: OUIIIIII!&lt;br /&gt;Team: ...&lt;br /&gt;Megan: -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-after batting-&lt;br /&gt;Megan: Aiyoh, they alo dont want to reply me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: hi 5 man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHADUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training at kallang was fun, if you ignore the fact that the sun was in full force and i forgot to bring sunblock.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;We just played a few games, and obviously we didnt win the sec2's ad 3's.&lt;br /&gt;uh-duh.&lt;br /&gt;The outfield was like ultra muddy, nice la laopok field.&lt;br /&gt;By the time i ran 3 bases, my shirt and socks were dotted with mud.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; according to kazuki, it's a new fashion -.= shadup.&lt;br /&gt;im sure lah.&lt;br /&gt;ohoh AFTER training was like the best, cos i think we were all high cos there's no training next week O.O HAHAHAHHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;So, after training we went to KFC, so did all the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;The queue was like bloody long, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;And apparentely the only people who bothered queueing up was the sec1's o.o&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;So me, anisa, ryry and fatin queued up like nice little angels, and when we got to the counter, all our seniors cut zee queue. whoopsies, but being the nice little angels we were, we let them. HAHAHH.&lt;br /&gt;The lady got our orders mixed up and i ended up paying for extra cheese fries&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;And I pressed the button thing for ICE LEMON TEA, &amp;amp; out came root beer&lt;br /&gt;-.- SHADUP.&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, i was in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;The sec3 seniors then happily gave us a drink, but obviously they had no good intention.&lt;br /&gt;It was, ahem&lt;br /&gt;sprite-root beer-ice lemon tea-lime juice-ice milo-coke-pepsi-and alot of water.&lt;br /&gt;fatin found it nice and so did melissa.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, what's wrong with the world.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like puking seriously.&lt;br /&gt;After eating we went ballistic and started waving endlessly to our seniors and ran to the road shouting,&lt;br /&gt;"TAXXXXIIIII, NUUUUU! TAXXXIII!"&lt;br /&gt;And the taxi drove off.&lt;br /&gt;We must've scared them away.&lt;br /&gt;:\&lt;br /&gt;BUT, we still got our taxi in the end so i shared a cab with anisa.&lt;br /&gt;She was going lesbian on me!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH, well, at least for a moment there, but i know she's perfectly straight.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope the debating skills i learnt today a gavel club paid off,&lt;br /&gt;But i know that i won't even talk tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Ciao-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5359334563494841819?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5359334563494841819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5359334563494841819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5359334563494841819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5359334563494841819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/11/see-im-supposed-to-say-something-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-4649515900470435557</id><published>2007-11-08T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T05:39:33.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RzMPI_XwKFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dAp_zDhcqag/s1600-h/emo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130461047629555794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RzMPI_XwKFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dAp_zDhcqag/s320/emo1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Masked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;It's cos he doesn't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-4649515900470435557?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/4649515900470435557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=4649515900470435557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4649515900470435557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4649515900470435557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/11/masked.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RzMPI_XwKFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dAp_zDhcqag/s72-c/emo1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3209156443912047489</id><published>2007-11-07T05:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T05:38:32.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: -asked a sensitive question- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rury: ERRR...Are those dandellions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: -.= NO THEY'RE NOT, ITS GRASS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rury: Sorry la! i was trying to change the topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: CHOOSE A BETTER DIVERSION GODAMMIT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rury: HAHA, i was going to say nice bra, but- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: -.- SHADUP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rury: I knew you would say that! So i was thinking, which one was a better one and- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Both: DANDELLIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And we both start laughing hysterically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anisa and Fatin: O.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SORRY LA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;Yeah, people, let's mass quit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so pissed la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shutup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fickle minded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;acting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-3209156443912047489?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3209156443912047489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3209156443912047489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3209156443912047489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3209156443912047489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/11/me-asked-sensitive-question-rury-errr.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-1980664554935590117</id><published>2007-11-06T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:30:55.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RzBrGV0_lII/AAAAAAAAAeg/nVtHoHR5x7w/s1600-h/NAT!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129717732257797250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RzBrGV0_lII/AAAAAAAAAeg/nVtHoHR5x7w/s320/NAT!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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 align="left"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I swear, he is the hottest person alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In singapore O: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shitz. I really like him O: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O: O: O: O: O: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can someone give him to me as a birthday present? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wheehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay. stop. hyper. ven. ti. lating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRAINING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was dense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coach was supposed to owe me ice cream but im too short so i missed her last throw -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NICE ONE LA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEVERMIND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After training Ah wong gave me 2 dollars to buy :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hurhur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After training i took bus with my evil twin and fatin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE ARE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sepastick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hoho (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NAT HO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shit i'm going nuts seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yes, speaking of nuts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall be nuts now and exclaim that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIM TECKJIN IS THE COOLEST EVER.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im nuts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;goodnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have training again tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/32598106-1980664554935590117?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/1980664554935590117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=1980664554935590117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1980664554935590117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1980664554935590117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/11/3-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RzBrGV0_lII/AAAAAAAAAeg/nVtHoHR5x7w/s72-c/NAT!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-2420882964620175570</id><published>2007-11-05T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T07:05:02.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WILDWILDWET WITH GWEEEE, LAOGONG, MATTIE, RACHEL CHEN CHER, TASHY, YITING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, re-uniting with the lame peoples. XD&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;First, being the good little girl i am,&lt;br /&gt;I was at kembangan at the scheduled time, 10.16&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why they wanted to meet at 10.16&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I WAS THERE.&lt;br /&gt;And Yiting was supposed to be the earliest but oh no,&lt;br /&gt;disaster befell and she lost her hairband, so she was the latest):&lt;br /&gt;Tragic.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Me, Rachel, Tash and Jiayi ( in order of appearance)&lt;br /&gt;Went to Paya Lebar Macs to wait for Tze Lin.&lt;br /&gt;She had training o.o&lt;br /&gt;There, i just had to run into my sister LAH.&lt;br /&gt;'EHHH Lydia come ere come ere.'&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;'show you something'&lt;br /&gt;-takes out jasmine laws tamagotchi and her tamagotchi-&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Her old tama and jasmines old tama had a kid.&lt;br /&gt;and i quote&lt;br /&gt;'sperms are forever'&lt;br /&gt;-.- SHADUP. &lt;br /&gt;ANDTHEN.&lt;br /&gt;We had a very interesting conversation back at our table&lt;br /&gt;CHEN CHER&lt;br /&gt;ahem rachel. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Nice, interesting wallet with NOTES and PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;-insert eyebrow dance here-&lt;br /&gt;sniggers.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then we made our way to www after debating on where and when to go.&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHEN WE FINALLY REACHED THERE.&lt;br /&gt;It was bloody fun.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;I want to go again.&lt;br /&gt;I love my lame people T^T&lt;br /&gt;I MISSS THEM ALREADYY&lt;br /&gt;Haiyoh. I shall start crying now. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;Tashy had her class chalet and SOMEBODYYY WANTED TO SEE BRANDONN.&lt;br /&gt;ahemjiaahemyi.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;acne+acne=perfect match.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yar.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to leave and take a cab home muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT&lt;br /&gt;TMR TRAINING&lt;br /&gt;SO SHUTUP, ALL OF YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-2420882964620175570?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/2420882964620175570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=2420882964620175570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2420882964620175570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2420882964620175570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/11/wildwildwet-with-gweeee-laogong-mattie.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-1091090001211231665</id><published>2007-11-02T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T05:51:25.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hello. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haven't blogged in a while have I. HEHEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IGOTNOTHINGTOBLOGABOUTLAMYLIFEISSOBORING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway. ahem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARGAO! I LOVE YOUUUUU ((:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Har gao is jeanette by the way. Ting + Jean = Lydia. The awesome dimsum equation zomg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me= XiaoLongBao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ting= Chweekueh ( its not a dimsum but wth) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jean=Hargao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEHEHEHEHEHE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before training, i saw the netball team going for training at bukit timah or something, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poor things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Annabel: EY LYDIA, you want pepsi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: HAHA. Okay sure. -takes the can- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Annabel: Yay okay you can have the whole thing i don't want already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lauraeva:BUDDY! eh i havent given you anything for halloween. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-takes lollipop out of bag- NA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: Oh, wow thanks. - trying to struggle carrying my huge bag, glove, a can of pepsi,and a lollipop in my mouth. The wrapper was still on, mind you- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Frin: Aww poor lydia. Thankss! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: rnoh phroblehm! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That aside, training yesterday was torture. At least the last part was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First we did ball drills, as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing much, except that me and rury were using, well, lots of colourful language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So colourful i think the grass turned pink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, you get the idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Batting was quite slack heheh. Nice batting with fatin and kazuki.I didnt catch 3/4 of the balls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA. Don't blame me uh. They were going everywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And after that we had to piggyback a partner up 16 flights of steps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wonderful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now my legs are jelly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO BETH! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was really boring. Like really boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So boring i resorted to doing a 1000 piece puzzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the phone for a long while i think. But cannot beat yesterday o.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And teckjin just wants his name here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah. Tmr will be the same D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish me luck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp;You can't disguise a &lt;em&gt;heart &lt;/em&gt;when it's &lt;strong&gt;breaking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-1091090001211231665?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/1091090001211231665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=1091090001211231665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1091090001211231665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1091090001211231665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3747225072327730949</id><published>2007-10-27T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T07:23:18.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Got my glasses today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Simple.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Red, thin rimmed with thick sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have astic.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;o0 omg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ohwell, at least im not blind. (:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Look on the bright side, uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If i can even see the bright side. o0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's too far away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NYAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Another truckload of calypso getting dunked into my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gosh, pure entertainment i swear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hope they make the series into a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mindless and sexy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HOHOHO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think i like prince freddie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Or freds xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I still have a problem with the way they text. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Hey, missin u already. Hope 2 c u soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;xxxx C" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And then she decreases the 4 x's to 3 because she doesnt want to seem too desperate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unless of course, theyre having a fight and she doesn't care less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Grah. Ayye want Calypso's life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then, Freds can pull me in for a major snog-age, as the english would say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(:  HURHURHUR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Omg, i think i've read too much, but the other book is on the way WHOOHOO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im nuts, shutup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;i just realised something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;School is over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Training! Omg! so fun! you think! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quote from Men In Black II &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" Isn't everybody sad when it rains? " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hoho, miss " light", Thats where you are absolutely wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unless of course, you dont count 2 crazy students in TKGS jumping up and down and going " YESSS" when there is thunder, or doing the rain dance during assembly, as being sad when it rains. Then you are absolutely right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yawn. I'm getting sleepy. I hope i don't get molested by my sister today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Her ambition is to be a rapist, she claims. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" NOoOoooooOoO! LET ME FULFIL MY AMBITION!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh gosh, studying has made her go abit wonky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think it's rubbing off me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GASP.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah, well goodnight and i'll try to wake up tomorrow perfectly sane although i have a strange feeling at the pit of my stomach that it's not really going to work out as planned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tragic. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-3747225072327730949?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3747225072327730949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3747225072327730949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3747225072327730949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3747225072327730949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/got-my-glasses-today-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7211878184741984503</id><published>2007-10-25T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T05:24:17.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was rather boring, except for science, watching documentaries and discussing what scary movie to watch that would actually scare lauraeva. We were thinking like, the grudge. Or something along that line. And we realised the only scary movie or film that would scare her is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A documentary on snakes. ( specifically the one i watched last night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva is a very. Peculiar person. Well, for example.&lt;br /&gt;She'd rather have 'the grudge' crawling on the ceiling of her room than a snake slithering on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;She'd rather eat crayons than eat vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;She'd rather have training than go for a parent-teacher meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Times are bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, approaching the end of school, brilliant victoria just had to bring over a bobby pin, and lauraeva, with her amazing shooting skills, threw it down my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i spent 5 minutes looking for that stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;don't ask where it was.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;After that, amazingly i first went to parkway to eat, and i left my cap back at school. So i had to go back with Beth and Rury to take it.&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;Hur, we met our VJC senior on the bus. And she was late, too.&lt;br /&gt;We were panicing, wondering if coach has reached yet.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully not. And someone came later than us.&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;Coach made us do hurdles. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me if I hit it over. I'm really just vertically challenged. I guess coach could guess that because at the end of training, she asked all of us to run and jump and try to touch the basketball net, which i obviously did not achieve.&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;After 7 years of GIRLS SCHOOL. I kinda forgot that there was a boys toilet.&lt;br /&gt;I needed to use one. So i went into the nearest one.&lt;br /&gt;Someone was inside, he didnt look like a girl, really.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;"OHSHITWRONGTOILETOMGSORRYAHHHHHH"&lt;br /&gt;That would explain alot of laughing from my seniors.&lt;br /&gt;They really are abit weird (:&lt;br /&gt;After training, waited outside for my dad with melissa wong, and somehow ended up talking about teachers and what it would be like if Mr"times-are-bad" had a son, or a twin brother.&lt;br /&gt;"OMG NO WAY. One is enough please."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, horrors of horrors."&lt;br /&gt;heheh. We said more things, but i shall not mention it here.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Tmr, last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;Just pray that operation clean up doesnt result in total chaos and water flooding the place and people running around frantically with mops, trying to stop the water from flowing out the class, which was how it ended the last time we tried to succesfully clean up our classroom.&lt;br /&gt;tragic(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7211878184741984503?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7211878184741984503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7211878184741984503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7211878184741984503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7211878184741984503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/school-was-rather-boring-except-for.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-1885358231882608834</id><published>2007-10-23T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T21:03:55.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rx7EGwd5txI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kHFQTSMhA8A/s1600-h/(e)ASP_A0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124749046362781458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rx7EGwd5txI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kHFQTSMhA8A/s320/(e)ASP_A0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRAINING AT VJC ON MONDAY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We ran from vjc to east coast park. Joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Had to run the stupid overhead bridge, which was obviously uphill, nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I got a serious stitch 1/4 of the way cos i drank to much water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;WAHA. damn smart, i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ran past a group of children&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anisa: HEYY CHILDRENN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lydia: omg, -pants- he-helloo..chil-children. -dies- (well, almost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anisa: smiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lydia: -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;But, i still made it without dying hoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then, because the field was under renovation, we went to the basketball court to play games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Had to grab people and try to pull away other people from each other in the shortest amount of time. hoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Zoe was pulling my leg and i had to hold on to sallys hand for dear life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&amp;amp;softballers got groped (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tragic.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And another game, which involved taking off your shoes and throwing them at each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was raining socks and shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;literally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, not much socks, more of shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I got hit by a good 3 or more shoes o.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Once again, tragic.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Calypso chronicles are getting into my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;With its perfect english and english slang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Yaaah, totally tragic daarling. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Somehow, girls' lives in a boarding school, drinking booze and smoking fags, with quite a few bitches and princes screwing up their lives intrests me. Maybe it's because Prince Freddie is a good kisser (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Reading it at the busstop, on the bus, walking and on my bed isn't such a good idea ey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Which also explains why i finished reading it in 3 days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Book1 : Pulling princes [finished!] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Book2: Stealing princes [finished!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Book3: Dueling princes ( By dueling, i mean fencing) [reading]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Book4: Dumping princes [still on the way from the US :) ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Maybe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;one day i'll pull my prince charming too.&lt;/span&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/32598106-1885358231882608834?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/1885358231882608834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=1885358231882608834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1885358231882608834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1885358231882608834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/training-at-vjc-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rx7EGwd5txI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kHFQTSMhA8A/s72-c/(e)ASP_A0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-1630780254665083211</id><published>2007-10-21T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T06:51:35.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HEEEAHAHHAAHU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tmr, wonderful. And i have to lug a box of bouncy balls and magazines home today, refer to lauraeva's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauraeva: EY. ____ will be this one because its bouncy! cos he's in basketball!&lt;br /&gt;lydia: BUTBUT.. all of them are-&lt;br /&gt;lauraeva: shadup.&lt;br /&gt;-while sorting all over again-&lt;br /&gt;lauraeva: AH. Which one is ____??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;lydia: -.- The bouncy one.&lt;br /&gt;lauraeva &amp;amp; lydia: -looks around- ALL OF THEM ARE BOUNCY LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shadup laura. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was being-spastic-at-jeanette's-house day!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA. Omggg damn funny i swear haha. first went to temasek for some cheena restaurant. The playground there rocks. AHAHA. yes, im still a kid ;D nice, everybody pushing everybody around on the swirly-go-around-thingamee. HAHA. joanne is heavy. :\ HAHA joking.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to jeanette's house to play xbox! WHOO. damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;laughing on the couch and trying to kill each other while stuffing grapes into our mouths (:&lt;br /&gt;Thennn we got hungry so we tried to make our own campbell soup. Its like in a can, so what could go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opening the can o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. yes, opening the can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeanette: I CANT OPEN IT! -bangs the can opener into the can-&lt;br /&gt;ting: OI. DONT DO THAT!&lt;br /&gt;lydia: HAHAHAHA. i thought can openers dont look like that.&lt;br /&gt;jeanette: -continues banging-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, we still got it open in the end.(:&lt;br /&gt;and it was still too salty but OHWELL, it was nice HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, took the mrt home andSOMEBODY brought their bikes into pet safari, wonder who. HAHAHA. shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somebody save me, training at kallang tmr while weifeng is going to malaysia for a field trip. Gosh. People who dont have training better count your lucky stars. goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-1630780254665083211?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/1630780254665083211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=1630780254665083211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1630780254665083211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1630780254665083211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/heeeahahhaahu.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5277389979183039435</id><published>2007-10-18T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T19:49:47.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ELEARNING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-phone rings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Weifeng: Happy e-learning day&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: EH why they want a new trading settlement ah?!&lt;br /&gt;Weifeng: Cos the british want to look cool in front of the Dutch.&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like talking to Lauraeva, Amanda and Joyce was more helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva:&lt;br /&gt;i think we need to transfer to ACSI, as soon as possible, lydia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce:&lt;br /&gt;okay! let's go to ACSI together laura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva:&lt;br /&gt;with lydia too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda:&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva:&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;we'll have MUCH fun there.&lt;br /&gt;air conditioners.&lt;br /&gt;personal laptops.&lt;br /&gt;and uh cute guys hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots. Lots of help ey? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why the stupid teachers make us do this rubbish -.-&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes before the deadline i was still hopping around and screaming at people for the answer to the advantages of two way trade. Or was it a trade settlement?&lt;br /&gt;SEE?&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember. Oh what's the point.&lt;br /&gt;Crap. Chinese e-learning in 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I better open the conversations first&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5277389979183039435?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5277389979183039435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5277389979183039435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5277389979183039435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5277389979183039435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/elearning-phone-rings-me-hello-weifeng.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-395732429842705604</id><published>2007-10-18T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T05:42:06.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE.&lt;br /&gt;LYDIA.&lt;br /&gt;CASH?&lt;br /&gt;*NUDGE, NUDGE*&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-395732429842705604?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/395732429842705604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=395732429842705604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/395732429842705604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/395732429842705604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-9025758187191668424</id><published>2007-10-14T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T05:58:18.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Name 15 whom you know.Do not answer the questions, till all 15 have been named&lt;br /&gt;1. Maryanne&lt;br /&gt;2. Lauraeva&lt;br /&gt;3. Angelyn&lt;br /&gt;4. Kimbo&lt;br /&gt;5. Stefanie&lt;br /&gt;6. Victoria&lt;br /&gt;7. Annabel&lt;br /&gt;8. Ting&lt;br /&gt;9. Jeanette&lt;br /&gt;10. Daryl&lt;br /&gt;11. Weifeng&lt;br /&gt;12. Teckjin&lt;br /&gt;13. Laura yeo&lt;br /&gt;14. Fatin&lt;br /&gt;15. Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your relationship with 12 like? (TECKJIN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAHA. it's gay (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is 15 secretly in love with?(KENNETH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAH. i have no idea, really. Why don't you ask him yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you live under the same roof as 08, if granted the chance?(TING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Of course! And we'll spend all day playing charades with her dead ipod, and dreaming about skiing in japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you secretly hate 02?(LAURAEVA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAHA. -eyebrow dance- except when she doesn't let me drag her into the pool (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How would you react if you were told that 05 and 13 were going out with one another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I would faint. HAHAHA. it's a weird combination if you must know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the stupidest thing you've seen 14 do? (FATIN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" OMG, this is like SO SYNG-ATE CANN! LIKE OMG " . Don't ask. I forgot to post the video (&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Give me a reason why you love 07.(ANNABEL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BECAUSE. She actually knows how to get around town and actually can navigate through town unlike maryanne de costa kwan sui min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who is 01 going out with?(MARYANNE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FOR SALE. ask her for the price. (: single la. just don't go to town with her alone. refer to question 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Would you go out with 09?(JEANETTE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WAHAHA. of course. She's my secret girlfriend. shh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is 03's favorite song? (ANGELYN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SUPER JUNIOR! whoohoo. Angelyn loves shiwon and hankyung like meeee. hur. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What school does 04 go to?(KIMBO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tanjong Katong Girls' School LOR. class 1E3 BABEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is the strangest thing you know about 06?(VICTORIA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She loves animals more than her siblings, she loves animals more than me/us, she's one hell of a dancer, she can bend backwards. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Supposing 11 and you were the last people left on planet Earth, what would you do?(WEIFENG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; him build a campfire and roast me marshmallows in the snow (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Is 10 good looking?(DARYL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;UHHHHHHHHH. Secret (: And no, looking at him bathe does not turn me on. Refer to tagboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you had to do so, which of the 15 would you kill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2, Lauraeva my adventure buddy. Cos if i kill her then i'll travel all the way to the volcanic rock pool and roll down a rope to save her from hell, which will be another episode of the adventures of Lauraeva and Lydia. Once again, don't ask.&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/32598106-9025758187191668424?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/9025758187191668424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=9025758187191668424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/9025758187191668424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/9025758187191668424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/name-15-whom-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-4249206065875060814</id><published>2007-10-13T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T05:02:03.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;LauraEvaWong says: We like ACSI just because we hate SPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. of course DARLING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-4249206065875060814?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/4249206065875060814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=4249206065875060814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4249206065875060814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4249206065875060814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/lauraevawong-says-we-like-acsi-just.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7275682124194240609</id><published>2007-10-12T19:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T19:34:48.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7275682124194240609?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7275682124194240609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7275682124194240609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7275682124194240609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7275682124194240609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/zomg.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-1772465681824274398</id><published>2007-10-12T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:42:29.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ouchie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thanks to training, i take at least 4 to 6 minutes to get out of bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My legs hurt, my arms hurt, my ass hurts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;As Lauraeva has stated on her blog, all of us feel this way. so shadup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And thanks to training, my face has rashes and my hands have blisters. ha ha. congrats to me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Training was okay i guess. Stupid grounders. boo! on the cement floor sumore T^T im noob la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, pain aside. We got our papers back today. Funniest marks i ever got. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;English: missed A1 by 0.3 marks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Science: missed A1 by 0.5 marks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bloodyshit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lets just hope i ACTUALLY get my A1 for my next few papers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HEHEH. Toda, other than that not much, Lunched with maryanne because Lauraveva's legs and butt was too tired and painful to go to parkway, so she went home to sleep =D haha. See, she has too much bone and muscles in her legs.  T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;he disadvantages of having neverending legs. As for her butt, i rally have no idea. Don't want to know either. HAHAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually my legs and butt hurt too but. whatever =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Stop lying biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-1772465681824274398?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/1772465681824274398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=1772465681824274398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1772465681824274398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1772465681824274398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/ouchie.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-9145359802397010942</id><published>2007-10-09T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T06:08:54.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE ADVENTURES OF LAURAEVA AND LYDIA. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Episode 2.0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9.00-My sister jumps unto my bed with her tamgotchi and starts beeping away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9.01-"SHAAAADUP" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.00-I set off to the busstop to travel all the way to marine parade for piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.00- I meet..lauraeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earliest in the bunch is surpsrisingly my companion, evawong. Don't ask my why and how that happened. ANYWAY. After piano i looked for her at Bedok inter and there she was. We stood there discussing our previous episode of our adventures, and new things we learnt today. (Which will be featured later in this episode) After waiting for about 10 minutes, a 24 came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can we leave without Maryanne??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have, but we didn't. See how good friends we are? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryanne should have come by then actually, but i told her the wrong bus stop and she came late. Sincere apologies, maryanne. See how forgetful i am? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went back to my castle. Lauraeva claimed that she has been to my house 2 million times. Somehow i do not believe her words. Maryanne said that she had come 2 times. THAT, i will believe. Lauraeva should learn to make things more realistic (: And then we. Eh no, I had lunch while maryanne and lauraeva watched me eat. hee, hee. As hungry as they were, they didnt steal my food. Thanks la. make me fatter. HAHA. We waited for a very tired laurayeo and walked to Eastpoint for Lauraeva to buy assesment book for her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At least those books arent meant for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached popular and started the hunt, to no avail. Please tell me the chances of finding any other math book not written by andrew er. People like lauraeva will just draw on his face and disfigure him along with many other students in singapore. So we went to BK for lunch. And discovered how much oil there is in one fry. Eee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked back and miraculously managed to get lost, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurayeo: Eh. Where we going ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia: I dunno! i'm following you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurayeo: No! I'm following you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we cant leave a laurayeo and a lydia alone together either. Eh, maryanne and evawong was there. But they dont live near there, so. Heh. when we finally reached back home, we changed into swimsuits and cananballed into the water. Actually only I cannonballed but heck. We all got into the water in the end anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryanne needed to go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The toilet is haunted fyi."&lt;br /&gt;"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?! Someone follow me!"&lt;br /&gt;" No la! joking. Its not haunted."&lt;br /&gt;"someone follow me!"&lt;br /&gt;-points into blank space- "She'll follow you." -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maryanne goes by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't look in the mirror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learnt in todays episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tell maryanne to come 45 minutes earlier, then she will come on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2) STILL dont bitch about boys behind their backs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Dont bitch about girls behind their backs either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4) ACSI is the best boys school in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5) Who cares anyway. ahem. nudgenudge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Don't let lauraeva loose in the swimming pool lest she starts doing laps and leaves us all behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Don't let a lydia and a lauray loose in the pool either, for they will splash water in one another's eyes until one persons contact lens comes out. And i do not happen to wear contacts(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) shadup. i forgot already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---MONDAY---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(during literacy workshop)&lt;br /&gt;Me: (chosing characters) AYYE. i want to be the guy.&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: EH NOO! Be the girl la eediot.&lt;br /&gt;Me: EHH NO LA. i wanna be the guy muahaha. &lt;br /&gt;instructor: GIRLS, please choose the correct gender ah. If not you can tranfer out of here and go to ACSI.&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHA. i don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(During china travel talk thingthing) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: TKGS have alot of partners and joint schools for this exchange programme like TKSS, Temasek...&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lauraeva: *in our heads* acsi..acsi..acsi..COME ON.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Anglican high and Cheung cheng!&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lauraeva: oh damn.&lt;br /&gt;Lauraeva: Actually ah. Why do we like acsi so much eh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *thinks*......I have no idea, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-9145359802397010942?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/9145359802397010942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=9145359802397010942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/9145359802397010942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/9145359802397010942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/adventures-of-lauraeva-and-lydia_09.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-1777358535635966839</id><published>2007-10-08T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T07:35:37.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE ADVENTURES OF LAURAEVA AND LYDIA. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Version 1.1 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went ECP-ing today with Stefanie, Victoria, Lauraeva, Maryanne and Precious. If you are thinking that precious is a weird name, don't panic. For he is a dog. What were we doing in ECP with a dog you may ask. Then direct that question at Victoria. :D Those two are inseparable. Anyway BACK TO THE ADVENTURES OF LAURAEVA&amp;amp;LYDIA. Set off on our journey at Bedok interchange after the strange aura of miss stefanie filled the busstop. Reached ECP at about 9.30 &amp;amp; played at the beach. Actually no there wasn't much of a beach cos it was high tide and i trailed off to explain the land and sea breeze while playing frisbee and maryanne interuppted me to say that exams were over. Couldn't figure out a retort, and when all else fails, say "Shaadup". Seems to work, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, if my memory does not fail me, we attempted to play volleyball and ended up hitting the ball in all possible directions except the right one. And we went on to explain how one can actually do a 360 degree turn with a netball. Sadstuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was next for the hungry travellers (somehow this word reminds me alot of lopz. i wonder why) so we set off for macs. where we COINCIDENTALLY bumped into belle and her. seeeniors =D And me and maryanne somehow kept needing to get sugar from inside macs because we needed to stay outside for precious. ((: Shared a breakfast with miss lauraeva and somehow ended up eating peppery pancakes and sweet bread&amp;amp;sausages. How did that happen? Once again do not direct that question to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we went back to the beach where there actually was A BEACH. And put down our stuff. Went to the sea and a familiar strange aura filled the sandy beach. Alas, it was stefanie creeping behind with her newfound, dangerous weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sandball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing it at my leg, she ran off, screaming because i picked one up and ran over to her. Not creep, but run. When i got to her, due to my poor aiming, i missed. How sad. But i did hit my companion, Lauraeva, afterwards. Luckily she kept her deal and did not push anyone (or drown anyone) in the water. Stefanie then layed out her towel and we sat there and chilled with music while stef was busy making her sandcastle where everybody lived underground so she didnt need to fashion any houses. Nice one. Well everything worked out fine, except that we. Nono actually I forgot that water would be absorbed by the sand. So our plan for a swimming pool could not be carried out. Don't blame me k. Blame the contractors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*KHP*, and i realise its hard to balance with your arms and legs in the air without kicking sand into someones face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY. The fun hasn't begun. The real lauraeva&amp;amp;lydia adventures haven't started yet. They only began after me, laura and maryanne left ECP and started trekking to Far east plaza. (: It seems like Lauraeva and Lydia cannot be stuck on the same mrt alone, for they will totally lose their sense of direction. oh whoops. They didn't have any in the first place. But heck, we still got lost (: instead of ending up at bedok, we were at Buona Vista. Just how we managed it? Ask me, but i dont neccesarily have an answer. But i think asking Lauraeva won't make much of a difference (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons we learnt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Never leave Lauraeva and Lydia alone in..anywhere without adult supervision lest anything bad happens to any of them. Or they end up fighting and pushing each other over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Don't let a lauraeva and a lydia loose on a train for they will laugh like maniacs and start exchanging shoes even though they already have difficulty standing straight in an MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't talk about boys behind their backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Don't laugh about boys behind their backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) ACSI is better than stpats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Who cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Don't let Maryanne be a guide for ANY tour. For she is as lost or perhaps even more lost than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Lauraeva has to buy her own milkshake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Redhill MRT is ironically painted purple instead of red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Let Lauraeva and Lydia think that selling " The Adventures of Lauraeva&amp;amp;Lydia" will bring in more money than studying and getting a stable job later in life. Sticking to lopez and monster would be a wise choice, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more adventures of Lauraeva and Lydia, Tune in tomorrow! For she would be coming over to my castle and who knows what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i am not weird either. so SHAADUP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For version 1.1 of The Adventures of Lauraeva and Lydia, go to &lt;a href="http://www.crashmixburn.livejournal.com/"&gt;www.crashmixburn.livejournal.com&lt;/a&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/32598106-1777358535635966839?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/1777358535635966839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=1777358535635966839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1777358535635966839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1777358535635966839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/adventures-of-lauraeva-and-lydia.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3381422383038663173</id><published>2007-10-06T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T07:05:19.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos im under house arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By you, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a shit whether you like them or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for cutting me off from my FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes its your fault im binging on chips and coffee to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes it's probably your fault my heart is numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just close my eyes and count to 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all see how long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5358470243571615525</id><published>2007-10-05T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T06:32:57.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Books.Books.Books.Books.Books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ayye, i need something to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Exams are over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Went for piano in the morning cos theres no school today, monday and tuesday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;HAHA. yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Then met my mom at wheelock and lunched with her at nydc. now i feel so fat):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;HEH. anyway. After that went bookhunting with her. And realised that neither calypso chronicles or the Magician have been released yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;rejoice . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But, she ordered them online so thats not so bad. heheh. Bought two books to feed my book craving. (: interesting books man. haha. And no, im far from a nerd, thanks. Even though i HAVE taken a nerd too much yesterday. Yeah, the pink ones. ANYWAY. After that went to meet laura, maryanne and annabelle. They did quite alot of shopping i must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;PINKK PILLLSS FTW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yeah. green and yellow ones too (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heh. homed with annabelle after going for a nonsensical trip to the arts house and almost blaming the information counter dude for getting us 'lost' for a moment there. hee. Took a photo on the hothot floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;"We're standing on national day ground!" -dizzies-. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;in the words of laura (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mmhmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Drinking a mango and honey smoothie made by my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Just pray i won't die of food poisoning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Actually it tastes quite nice..HAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;woop. Tmr is a slack day for MEHH. i shall sleep at 3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117844563884872226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwY8g-4FkiI/AAAAAAAAAeI/5eboi8GnDWg/s320/LYDS!+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s This heart still needs saving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5358470243571615525?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5358470243571615525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5358470243571615525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5358470243571615525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5358470243571615525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/books.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwY8g-4FkiI/AAAAAAAAAeI/5eboi8GnDWg/s72-c/LYDS!+187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-6865518663553270531</id><published>2007-10-04T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T06:53:59.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sentosa-ing with my chocolatecoveredcandyapple-girl!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yup. Damn fun yeh. Must go with more people next time though (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Exam's are over babeh. Somehow i don't feel much difference.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117477765087859218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwTu6e4FkhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/lTt-9zd5pA8/s320/LYDS!+204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;___ i'll pick up the pieces of my broken heart and be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/32598106-6865518663553270531?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/6865518663553270531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=6865518663553270531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6865518663553270531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6865518663553270531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/sentosa-ing-with-my-chocolatecoveredcan.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwTu6e4FkhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/lTt-9zd5pA8/s72-c/LYDS!+204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-2745399736061960883</id><published>2007-10-02T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:28:00.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;exams drive me insane. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noLA. &amp;amp;these words were never easier; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oversane!&lt;br /&gt;yes thats it&lt;br /&gt;im oversane&lt;br /&gt;which means im too sane to be sane so im insane.&lt;br /&gt;what i have just said proves my point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And what makes me even more depressed is.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Training. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAURAEVA. BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE. - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;'cos training--oh, wait, scratch that. COMBINED training starts in exactly a week, 3 hours and 2 minutes' time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noLA. &amp;amp;these words were never easier; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dont remind me&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND&lt;br /&gt;WE HAVE TO LOOK &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FORWARD&lt;/span&gt; TO IT.&lt;br /&gt;T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LAURAEVA. BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE. - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;look forward to -censored-actioning?&lt;br /&gt;and -censored- -censored?&lt;br /&gt;and me dying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noLA. &amp;amp;these words were never easier; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;just imagine all of them, besides you, having their heads in boxers.&lt;br /&gt;with nothing but their noses peeping out of that hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LAURAEVA. BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE. - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i'll end up laughing.&lt;br /&gt;and miss lee will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;noLA. &amp;amp;these words were never easier; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hahahaah&lt;br /&gt;youve got your teammates to suffer with ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LAURAEVA. BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE. - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;the shab, yaisyah, frin, noran, shafura not training.&lt;br /&gt;'cos they're fasting.&lt;br /&gt;unfair,&lt;br /&gt;much.&lt;br /&gt;but i pity you more.&lt;br /&gt;'cos your coach is merciless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;noLA. &amp;amp;these words were never easier; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thank you for your pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAURAEVA. BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE. - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;my pleasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have censored unnecessary words to avoid conflict. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EDIT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://kerio.cafe24.com/zboard/view.php?id=superj&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;sn1=&amp;amp;divpage=6&amp;amp;sn=off&amp;amp;ss=on&amp;amp;sc=off&amp;amp;select_arrange=headnum&amp;amp;desc=asc&amp;amp;no=36287&amp;amp;PHPSESSID=43d397bcb27ed0f317fb5cfea976f5d4"&gt;http://kerio.cafe24.com/zboard/view.php?id=superj&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;sn1=&amp;amp;divpage=6&amp;amp;sn=off&amp;amp;ss=on&amp;amp;sc=off&amp;amp;select_arrange=headnum&amp;amp;desc=asc&amp;amp;no=36287&amp;amp;PHPSESSID=43d397bcb27ed0f317fb5cfea976f5d4&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whoohoo. more suju love (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Angelyn, I hope you're not that dense as to not roll over the link above before you can see the words. Click to see our beloved Sungmin do his IHEARTYOU! pose. (: Of course with his new hairstyle that totally changes the mood. i like his brown hair :( And check out teuk's fake tattoo. it makes him even more smexxy (: I'll spazz with you more in school. HEEH. i shall not bore the others (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EDIT AGAIN. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8b9PGx2A04"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8b9PGx2A04&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(: ANGE! watch at 2min 38 sec. KangTeuk FTW. (: Shiwon is still as hot as ever. Cant seem to find kyung though): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you know. If they're gay i'll rejoice because no other girl should get any of them (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh gosh. somebody save me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-2745399736061960883?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/2745399736061960883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=2745399736061960883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2745399736061960883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2745399736061960883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/exams-drive-me-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7275660239687744007</id><published>2007-10-02T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T03:17:27.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116663774295986610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="235" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIKl-4FkbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cfel_7sgB70/s320/SUJU..jpg" width="358" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116681035769549266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIaSu4FkdI/AAAAAAAAAdg/wvU5yKVAWhE/s320/suju1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116681035769549250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIaSu4FkcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/jtUdh-cAvKo/s320/suju2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIKlO4FkXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lrWWqS2lwFk/s1600-h/kyung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116663761411084658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="346" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIKlO4FkXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lrWWqS2lwFk/s320/kyung.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIKle4FkYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/on0tsMIN7D4/s1600-h/hae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116663765706051970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="334" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIKle4FkYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/on0tsMIN7D4/s320/hae.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIKlu4FkZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/PPu7kNPhmWo/s1600-h/shihae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116663770001019282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="346" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIKlu4FkZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/PPu7kNPhmWo/s320/shihae.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116663770001019298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="346" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIKlu4FkaI/AAAAAAAAAdI/2tOhx_fyaj4/s320/shiwon.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sapphire blue still has my heart&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOTSTUFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7275660239687744007?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7275660239687744007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7275660239687744007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7275660239687744007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7275660239687744007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/10/sapphire-blue-still-has-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwIKl-4FkbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cfel_7sgB70/s72-c/SUJU..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3044385347452979071</id><published>2007-09-30T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:21:05.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 101.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwCB3u4FkWI/AAAAAAAAAco/K0drFm5uMZQ/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116231971168948578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwCB3u4FkWI/AAAAAAAAAco/K0drFm5uMZQ/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Katie don't cry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp;i miss the lips that made me fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dream of hers on your cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so let's not pretend you're alone tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;miserable at best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-3044385347452979071?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3044385347452979071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3044385347452979071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3044385347452979071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3044385347452979071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-101.html' title='happy 101.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwCB3u4FkWI/AAAAAAAAAco/K0drFm5uMZQ/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-6127394320203851589</id><published>2007-09-30T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:21:32.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwCAbO4FkVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/LCeyFX2-qL0/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116230382031049042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwCAbO4FkVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/LCeyFX2-qL0/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shotgun.&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/32598106-6127394320203851589?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/6127394320203851589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=6127394320203851589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6127394320203851589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6127394320203851589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/09/miss-those-lips-that-made-me-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RwCAbO4FkVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/LCeyFX2-qL0/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-8882235213622401078</id><published>2007-09-28T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:25:37.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooos. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im NOT lydia. and dont ever wanna be. yeah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im here to tell you people out there that erm, well, that..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. kay..i really dont know why im here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYD, why am i here?!&lt;br /&gt;*mumbles mumbles*&lt;br /&gt;OH RIGHT! you owe me a pen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. im here to tell you how beautiful life can be. :D&lt;br /&gt;haha. life.. its.. BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;there! i've said it! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's true anyway. eventhough its full of problems and all.&lt;br /&gt;it still is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;hey, that's life aye?&lt;br /&gt;it's full of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;hee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fancy hearing this from a girl like me.&lt;br /&gt;oh and yes. I AM A GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you think this is long enough? haha.&lt;br /&gt;kay. i shall end of with a poem aite? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to dearest lydia,&lt;br /&gt;                   YOU OWE ME A BLACK PEN YOU TOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time my eyes met yours,&lt;br /&gt;My love was on the bid,&lt;br /&gt;Your cute jokes and sweet laughter,&lt;br /&gt;Was all the prove i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk, it's full of grace,&lt;br /&gt;When you talk, oh sweet embrace,&lt;br /&gt;I've never met an angel like you,&lt;br /&gt;Having perfection in all that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey boy, can't you see that I'm trying to tell,&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels trapped, like in a devil - like cell,&lt;br /&gt;I must say, this is unlike a walk on the beach,&lt;br /&gt;But won't you just perfect my tune of speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly why those three words exist,&lt;br /&gt;To explain the feelings that my heart consist,&lt;br /&gt;Your angel - like features had pinned me through,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and that I swear is flawlessly true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-8882235213622401078?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/8882235213622401078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=8882235213622401078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8882235213622401078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8882235213622401078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/09/hellooos.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5521932311656288681</id><published>2007-09-22T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T06:56:31.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;wheehee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haha. todayy wass quite boring lol. went for some christian conferece thing from 9 to 6 -.- damn long la. i was so sleepy haha. went with ting &amp;amp; jean! yah. different group, though. so i was like the youngest in my group? haha. joanne joined later. yahh. the angmoh ppl there all talk like bimbos. HAHA. like really! lol. Quite funny la haha. but its seriously too long -.- sad. haha. On friday, went to study! again. haha with lauraeva and yeo and frin and belle and maryanne. haha and i bought daryl his presentttt. lol its really stupid. HAHA. yeahhhpp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha but im screwed. i forgot to bring back my science and lit stuff? so on monday and tuesday i have to study alot of science and lit, or im screwed. sheesh. english on monday was okayyyyy. hahahaha. i didnt exceed! yayness. hahaha. ahwell. i wrote something damn stupid, dont ask. hahah. nothing much happened during the rest of the week. boring lives meyn.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE HSM2! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ashleyashley tisdale! hahaha. im not a bimbo. im a brainbo &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5521932311656288681?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5521932311656288681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5521932311656288681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5521932311656288681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5521932311656288681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/09/wheehee-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3527256762424062775</id><published>2007-09-17T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T07:09:41.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>martini in plastic cups.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6H7L4-TDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nPWvPfb8K8I/s1600-h/LYDS!+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111172077985877042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6H7L4-TDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nPWvPfb8K8I/s320/LYDS!+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6H7L4-TEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MJzHK1Svc-8/s1600-h/LYDS!+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111172077985877058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6H7L4-TEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MJzHK1Svc-8/s320/LYDS!+200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6H7b4-TFI/AAAAAAAAAcY/dl9EbgnK5MM/s1600-h/LYDS!+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111172082280844370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6H7b4-TFI/AAAAAAAAAcY/dl9EbgnK5MM/s320/LYDS!+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6HvL4-S_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/TIlaPIU-B8M/s1600-h/LYDS!+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111171871827446770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6HvL4-S_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/TIlaPIU-B8M/s320/LYDS!+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6Hvb4-TAI/AAAAAAAAAbw/mUbmM48xf-0/s1600-h/LYDS!+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111171876122414082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6Hvb4-TAI/AAAAAAAAAbw/mUbmM48xf-0/s320/LYDS!+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6Hvb4-TBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/CBa2Dovog1k/s1600-h/LYDS!+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111171876122414098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6Hvb4-TBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/CBa2Dovog1k/s320/LYDS!+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6Hvb4-TCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/L0LZF3MjK5A/s1600-h/LYDS!+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111171876122414114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6Hvb4-TCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/L0LZF3MjK5A/s320/LYDS!+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEHEHEHE. went for dinner at my aunts house on saturday. whoohoo. and SOMEONE betted that mooncake festival wasnt over and they ended up drinking ahem. some stuff. HAHA. we all got a little tipsy and brought misty out for a walk HEHEHE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to uhhhh island creamery and some gelato place to buy icecream. ^ ^ damn fun  i tell ya. hahahahaha. ohwell. just me, my sister and yufen. heheheheh. funday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then. on sunday we had dg outing! ice skating baybeh. hahahaha i fell cos there was a stupid hole in the ice and now my knee is like purple and black. grr. damn pain la! hmph. hahahahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was fun overall. took neoprints after that that made us all look ultra jap with heavy eyeliner. EWWW. hahahaha. then i went home with my cousin. heh yeah. uhm. today was spastic i sweaar. math remedial! and pe enrich! hahahaha. i was running all over with my stupid hair in my face. arhhh. and lauraeva jumping around, like the pro defender that she is. HAHA. yeah. hmmmm. reading most of the day. pulling princes! nice book. ahahhaha. bimbo too. XD  &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&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;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/32598106-3527256762424062775?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3527256762424062775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3527256762424062775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3527256762424062775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3527256762424062775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/09/martini-in-plastic-cups.html' title='martini in plastic cups.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Ru6H7L4-TDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nPWvPfb8K8I/s72-c/LYDS!+192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-6511914095267492913</id><published>2007-09-13T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T07:59:43.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha. i am finally starting to mug. AHHH. no way man. HAHA. i dunno if i should photocopy papers. so nerd sia. ANYWAY. im blogging really late cos im sneaking onto the computer. it's 11 pm and i have just finished history and math. lopez better be proud of me aside the fact that i didnt hand it my messed up file. :\ hoho. Oh craps my mom is here. ohwell. The past few days have been kinda busy even without cca haha. staying back to do the stupid mock papers. English! hahaha. My hand almost fell of laa. i wrote like 3 times over the word limit. sheesh. XD After every mock paper we( me, laurayeo/stef, vic, ange lauraeva) will takee bus home and be highly spastic. i saw mark teoh and mark chua consecutively. HOHO. finally. haha. funny stuff. me and angelyn acting retarded on the bus. Ask laurayeo for the video. okay wait scrap that. dont ask :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I dont want to sleep. bullshit!            cough.  Bleh. i hate school. Dad's being an idiot. gotta go people. hehh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-6511914095267492913?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/6511914095267492913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=6511914095267492913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6511914095267492913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6511914095267492913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7627285772847600458</id><published>2007-09-07T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T07:32:03.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARYANNE! &lt;333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Enjoy your new underwear babeh. I wanna buy the bottom. HAHAHA. ohwell. then we can all wear it at training together. And we can get buttsweat together. HAHAHA. happy 13th birthday maryanne! love you manymany. ((:  hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7627285772847600458?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7627285772847600458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7627285772847600458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7627285772847600458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7627285772847600458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-maryanne-enjoy-your-new.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-6786731232430476276</id><published>2007-09-05T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:09:42.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maryanne&apos;s birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Eva is not sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Eva . Tan Xin Rui'/><title type='text'>Laura Eva (:</title><content type='html'>Unsurprisingly, Lydia is too lazy to blog about the awesome day she has had, and so, her kindhearted friend Laura Eva helps her do the blogging instead.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I could be so kindhearted, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my day was spent with that (Lydia) Tan Xin Rui, so whatever I did, she most probably had done it, too.&lt;br /&gt;Except she woke up hours earlier than me to get to school to do her Science and Home Economics project, while I was still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, she can be hardworking when she wants to (:&lt;br /&gt;We took the bus to Maryanne Stephenie De Costa Kwan Sui Mun's nice little cottage to act retarded before going bowling and swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, she self-appointed herself as somebody else's best friend, somebody else she doesn't even know.&lt;br /&gt;Hur.&lt;br /&gt;As if she doesn't have a good enough friend in me (:&lt;br /&gt;When the others started bowling, Lydia was losing like hell, as all her bowling balls kept steering towards the drains, but towards the end, she picked up, really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;But as I quote from her, she claims it was "tyco shit".&lt;br /&gt;Her quote aside, we can infer that Tan Xin Rui is not stupid, but just a slow learner.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, five years down the road, she'll be Lydia Tan Xin Rui, the Chinese schlor who used to barely pass Chinese in Secondary One (:&lt;br /&gt;After that, she shared this plate of Hokkien mee with Jocelyn, because Maryanne Stephenie De Costa Kwan Sui Mun ordered one plate instead of two.&lt;br /&gt;But Jocelyn stole food from everyone, so.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Swimming after lunch was cool.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone running around and screaming like maniacs.&lt;br /&gt;And Tan Xin Rui had to spill shampoo all over my handphone, and I couldn't rinse it under the tap, lest I get electric shock. All I could do was let it dry, and now, it smells of shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was McDonald's after showering, and her Dad dropping us all off at Bedok Interchange. And of course, during the journey, she had to scare poor, innocent Joyce while she was SMSing, which resulted in Joyce and Jocelyn shrieking, and me, sitting next to Joyce, having a silent heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;(Lydia says: it was angelyn who scared joyce, by the way, I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT. ) Tan Xin Rui, and all her tricks up her sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;She also has short term memory, unable to remember what she had for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;(Lydia says: EXCUSE ME. BUT YOU DIDNT SAY WHICH LUNCH. BUBBLE TEA WAS FIRST LUNCH AND HOKKIEN MEE WAS SECOND LUNCH AND NO, I AM NOT A PIG. Hoho. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LauraEva. two quarters and a heart. says (10:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what did you have for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;noLA. lyrical lies; says (10:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;noLA. lyrical lies; says (10:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;noLA. lyrical lies; says (10:45 PM):&lt;br /&gt;milk tea with pearls that loook like rabbit poo and will give me cancer if i eat it exessively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, after reading this, she will recall her plate of Hokkien mee (:&lt;br /&gt;Pray she doesn't get cancer at too young a age (:&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crashmixburn.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://crashmixburn.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Eva (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-6786731232430476276?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/6786731232430476276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=6786731232430476276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6786731232430476276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6786731232430476276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/09/laura-eva.html' title='Laura Eva (:'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3147866172349874048</id><published>2007-09-04T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:57:52.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what were you thinking &lt;br /&gt;&amp; i was the last to know &lt;br /&gt;bestestbestestbestfriend? &lt;br /&gt;hell yeah &lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-3147866172349874048?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3147866172349874048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3147866172349874048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3147866172349874048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3147866172349874048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-were-you-thinking-i-was-last-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-6422748949293336941</id><published>2007-09-03T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T05:41:59.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rtv7a6w5CTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/jg9nydWQt20/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105951042424080690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rtv7a6w5CTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/jg9nydWQt20/s320/DSC00273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day one of septemer holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not much of a holiday actually. Had math and chinese tuition &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched Pan's labyrinth. Hmm. Quite a weird show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched it alone in the rain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lullaby is nice. Figured it out on the piano. Well maybe cos it's really easy to play. hmm. Played it over again cos its really nice. And easy to freestyle after that and still sound like a lullaby. Played it in the rain, alone too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How emo, eh? whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could've gone to Clifford's birthday thing but I guess not huh.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday, anyway Cliff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stuck at home again. bah. I'm sleepy. Or as Teckjin said, Rotting at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rained a hell lot today and received a prank call from Natasha and gang during tuition. Heh, funny people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tmr there's school. I wanna go to church and study. Too bad I live on the other side of Singapore. So i'll just stay here. For the time being. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that, doing science project and then going for piano. Maybe I'll go downstairs for a bit after that. If my mom lets me. rawr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want to watch more korean drama's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-6422748949293336941?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/6422748949293336941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=6422748949293336941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6422748949293336941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6422748949293336941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/09/day-one-of-septemer-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rtv7a6w5CTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/jg9nydWQt20/s72-c/DSC00273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-513106988075278720</id><published>2007-08-27T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T07:28:10.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah hellohello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OMG I DONT FEEL LIKE BLOGGING. but whatever. ahhahaha anyway. school was okayy. hahaha. i wrote a longlong letter to angelyn! hope she replies longlong also. hahaha and my longlong letter to victoria paid off meyn. HAHAHA. she replied longlong also! like FOR ONCE OMG HAHAHA. had remedial. -.- sads. maths hahahhaah. all on those stupidstupid number patterns! ahahhaa yeh then after that had training. waah quite tiring eh. the sun was out. SAD. stupid gay socktan line at my knee. comeon la where got ppl socktan so high. HAHA. but yeah. quite okay la. did the normal stuff la. ball drills and batting and stuff. lol yeh then homed with fatin and rury and anisa. IT WAS DAMN FUNNY LA HAHAHHA.  fatin, for some strange reason gets high when exposed to too much air con. and in the bus rury blasted the aircon at her so she got all weird and bimbo-y. I DID NOT EXPECT HER TO. BE BIMBO HAHA. i thought she wasnt capable of that la omg. HAHA she did some bimbo thing saying her pinkie was crooked like mine HAHA. i have the video but i cant put it into my com loll. ill try. hmm DAMN FUNNY HAHA. we kept laughing like shit omg. HAHAHA. and rury la dont want to do. hmph! ill get you back! HAHAH. okok. i gtg now. its. 10.30. i have to get offff. SAD. hahaha okok. ILL TRY TO POST THE VIDEO. HAHAAHHAA. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-513106988075278720?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/513106988075278720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=513106988075278720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/513106988075278720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/513106988075278720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/rawr_27.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-1252091066309313848</id><published>2007-08-24T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:34:29.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-FXaw5CLI/AAAAAAAAAac/yzt0i_I4G4E/s1600-h/LYDS!+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102443540201932978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-FXaw5CLI/AAAAAAAAAac/yzt0i_I4G4E/s320/LYDS!+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-E-qw5CHI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/U4fKrXz3S-4/s1600-h/LYDS!+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102443115000170610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-E-qw5CHI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/U4fKrXz3S-4/s320/LYDS!+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-E-6w5CII/AAAAAAAAAaE/yVv_yF2K7F0/s1600-h/LYDS!+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102443119295137922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-E-6w5CII/AAAAAAAAAaE/yVv_yF2K7F0/s320/LYDS!+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-E_Kw5CJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/oF3nORCOKbM/s1600-h/LYDS!+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102443123590105234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-E_Kw5CJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/oF3nORCOKbM/s320/LYDS!+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-E_aw5CKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/_8MkJASko5Q/s1600-h/LYDS!+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102443127885072546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-E_aw5CKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/_8MkJASko5Q/s320/LYDS!+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wolfie, velvet, rider, misty ((: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dog show on sunday! hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dog's the smallest one, btw. heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/32598106-1252091066309313848?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/1252091066309313848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=1252091066309313848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1252091066309313848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1252091066309313848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/wolfie-velvet-rider-misty-dog-show-on.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs-FXaw5CLI/AAAAAAAAAac/yzt0i_I4G4E/s72-c/LYDS!+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-1634904610204597904</id><published>2007-08-24T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T21:28:01.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZIqw5CCI/AAAAAAAAAZU/k2Vz5j7MthY/s1600-h/LYDS!+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102254170798884898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZIqw5CCI/AAAAAAAAAZU/k2Vz5j7MthY/s320/LYDS!+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZJaw5CDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/PyBQ87bZWME/s1600-h/LYDS!+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102254183683786802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZJaw5CDI/AAAAAAAAAZc/PyBQ87bZWME/s320/LYDS!+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZKqw5CEI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1t7YPl_PYxY/s1600-h/LYDS!+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102254205158623298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZKqw5CEI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1t7YPl_PYxY/s320/LYDS!+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZLqw5CFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/rUnWd50JoDk/s1600-h/LYDS!+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102254222338492498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZLqw5CFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/rUnWd50JoDk/s320/LYDS!+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZL6w5CGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uK3YNoCha5A/s1600-h/LYDS!+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102254226633459810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZL6w5CGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uK3YNoCha5A/s320/LYDS!+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy belated birthday sister. ((: haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to equinox on wednesday for hightea! my sister's birthday hahaa. Stuffed myself la. i ate alot. alot. alot. I think hahaha. sorry never update for so long haha. ahh. im screwed for my exams la. i got 80 for lit, 75 or 77 for geog, a2 for english, and..maths, science and chinese can go to hell. ((: teachers day soon! and i cant go bac to school on thursday cos i have traning. fcuk. screw my coach luh. but on friday the wonders are goin out after school! yayyyy. haha i wanna go sentosa or smth la. =)) ahh. doing history now. Did 11 journal entries for that, 11 more to go. gah. were supposed to meet today but most of us couldnt come so we're doing from home. luckily it's a website. -.- haha. so sian la. life sucks. HAHAHA. i hate school. no let me rephrase that. i hate the sec4's. DD: cant wait till next year. kick their butts out of the school. rawrrr. hehh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lauraeva: it's funny how AHEMAHEM pretty cool, talented people like us can brainwash some hopeless hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. guess who. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rawr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-1634904610204597904?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/1634904610204597904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=1634904610204597904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1634904610204597904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1634904610204597904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-belated-birthday-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rs7ZIqw5CCI/AAAAAAAAAZU/k2Vz5j7MthY/s72-c/LYDS!+133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3743108872281895826</id><published>2007-08-18T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T02:09:11.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;CROSS COUNTRY, ZANY PARADE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rsat26w5B_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/x3h_8StYWJg/s1600-h/LYDS!+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099954787042527218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rsat26w5B_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/x3h_8StYWJg/s320/LYDS!+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099954971726120962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsauBqw5CAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0BREfsRlbL4/s320/LYDS!+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rsatsaw5B6I/AAAAAAAAAYU/I8TxIO2EE-4/s1600-h/LYDS!+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099954606653900706" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rsasgqw5B5I/AAAAAAAAAYM/0JAc10Y3qbc/s320/LYDS!+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hoho. today was funfunfun and. very rainy. haha i think ive seen enough rain to last me a few years la. Hahaha. went to east coast for zany. and luckily we finished the contumes yesterday. if not we diee. haha. hmm yeah. ran 3km. 6th in cohot! yay. haha damn tiring laa. hurhur. next year ill just walk -.- and the field there is like O.O seriously la. it was MUDDY and infested with GRASS HOPPERS and FROGS and SPIDERS and ANTS. and some weird cockroach thing. i was super freaked out. GAHH. like grass hoppers jumping around. ewww. haha yeah anyway. watched some zany stuff and the parade! karen the merrmaid. hahaha. i like our class la i dont care. humph. XD omg im so sleepy. haha. gahh. then uhm. when they dismissed us it started raining. so we just chiong. went out with the netballers to macs. Lauraeva, Yaisyah, Frin, Belle, Shaleen, Huiling. well we WERE going to macs when it started to rain like toot. hahaha so we attempted to run to macs but shaleen said it was 3 km away from where we were and we already ran from the food court to the restaurant and we was like soaking wet and the wind was like blowing and it was so super cold. hahahaha. i had to use my pinafore and huilings pinafore to TRY not to get wet but i still got soaked. lol. lucky my phone safe la. hahaha. hmm then. we ran back to the food court cos macs was 3 km away and we werent planning on running cross country all over again so we ran back in the rain. huahuahua. went there to change and yaisyah lent me her extra shirt. whoaa she's skinnyy. lol. yeah then we ate there and played concentration and bangbang! HAHA, damn fun. we went to the beach cos the rain kinda stopped after that and continued bangbang there. i won one game only! hahaha. sad. i almost died laughing la. frin kept saying the name instead of the names. HAHA. aiyoo. lol. thenn..i was damn stupid la seriously. i walk with my shoes to the sea there then the wave come i never move la i just stay there then my shoes all wet. hahaha. eee. my socks were soaking! shudder. haha. so me and laura just took off our shoes. we took the pictures up there XDD haha. just chilled there until we had to go home. hahah so nice lol. next time i go with softballers! haha. hmm went to the bus stop and took 401 to bedok inter. the bus was empty. so i could take of my wet shoes and air my feet. eee. hahaha. yeahh. went homee and ate my tauhuayy! yay. hawhaw. okok AH I GTG. i want to sleeeeeeep. haha. alamak. goodnight all. lol. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what's a crush to do? What's a crush to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I got birds in my ears &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a devil on my shoulder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; And a phone to the other &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can't get a hold of her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what's a crush to do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's a crush to do when he can't get... through? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm obsessed and stressed with this mess &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't think of things To write down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To type down And these fingertips are moving faster than these lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; So you can only imagine how jealous my mouth is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;3&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/32598106-3743108872281895826?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3743108872281895826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3743108872281895826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3743108872281895826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3743108872281895826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/cross-country-zany-parade-spazzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rsat26w5B_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/x3h_8StYWJg/s72-c/LYDS!+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-8129666625115410846</id><published>2007-08-17T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T06:29:56.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DARREN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHRTHDAY WEIFENG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur. haha. yeah happy birthday ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s im not a slut. dont judge me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-8129666625115410846?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/8129666625115410846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=8129666625115410846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8129666625115410846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8129666625115410846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-darren-hurhur.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-376754059055298077</id><published>2007-08-16T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T06:32:28.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me and jeanette on the bus to botanic gardens for youth praise! hahaha.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsRO8Kw5BzI/AAAAAAAAAXc/MMREQ67Cymc/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099287473678780210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsRO8Kw5BzI/AAAAAAAAAXc/MMREQ67Cymc/s320/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsRO8aw5B0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/7z7y7o0jEZU/s1600-h/DSC00151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099287477973747522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsRO8aw5B0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/7z7y7o0jEZU/s320/DSC00151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jack and jill went up the hill(:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsROYaw5BtI/AAAAAAAAAWs/iOcEMKOhSMM/s1600-h/05082007323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099286859498456786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsROYaw5BtI/AAAAAAAAAWs/iOcEMKOhSMM/s320/05082007323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsROY6w5BuI/AAAAAAAAAW0/md_FEmcRVKw/s1600-h/05082007324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099286868088391394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsROY6w5BuI/AAAAAAAAAW0/md_FEmcRVKw/s320/05082007324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsROcKw5BvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ALHw1oonUDg/s1600-h/05082007327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099286923922966258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsROcKw5BvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ALHw1oonUDg/s320/05082007327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victoria at the bowling alley! haha proness munn ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsROcKw5BwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/FdPOJN6sDaY/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099286923922966274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsROcKw5BwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/FdPOJN6sDaY/s320/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha i love the bowling shoes. looks like. clown shoes XD&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsROc6w5BxI/AAAAAAAAAXM/qaBvVF5YF0s/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099286936807868178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsROc6w5BxI/AAAAAAAAAXM/qaBvVF5YF0s/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099287473678780194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsRO8Kw5ByI/AAAAAAAAAXU/lK_OV1u0Hjk/s320/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol random pic spam. anyways. Today went for zany parade costuming! haha i didnt really do much cos i had to run to parkway and run all over parkway to find cloth and deco stuff and in the end i didnt find much. -.- damn tiring sia. hahaha. and i swear hanisa and usshao laugh about anything and everything. they keep laughing at the same thing sumore la! HAHA DAMN CUTE. yeah and hanisa kept changing her mind on what sea creature she wanted to be for zany. and speaking of zany. i dont feel like running 3km on saturday. its a waste of a perfect saturday la. haha. aiyoo. nevermind! MILO VAN FOR US! YAY. haha random. yeah then after thatt...came back and had tuition. uper boring la. lol i never update for so long yehh. oh yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weifengs back! haha there you go fengie. your name on my blog. HAWHAW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; oh yeah on got some marks back. wahhh! haha i got so super low. blehbleh. haha and as usual angelyn got the highest for math XDD im so screwed for the drawing and sectioning and halving and all that shits. im dead. o.o this is why i have tuition. hahaha. XD hmm. next week no training! im half happy and half sad. haha cos next year we're totally screwed. lol. ahwell. its okay. HEHE. ill train hard yahhh! hahahha, fightingggggggg. lolol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rnadmoness kliis. ((:&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/32598106-376754059055298077?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/376754059055298077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=376754059055298077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/376754059055298077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/376754059055298077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-and-jeanette-on-bus-to-botanic.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RsRO8Kw5BzI/AAAAAAAAAXc/MMREQ67Cymc/s72-c/DSC00147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-2986839519878081819</id><published>2007-08-10T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T06:34:23.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rrxo8fncg9I/AAAAAAAAAWk/mLuEY5682Cs/s1600-h/DSC02099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097064266764944338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rrxo8fncg9I/AAAAAAAAAWk/mLuEY5682Cs/s320/DSC02099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rrxou_ncg7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/IzRSTWi39R4/s1600-h/DSC02089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097064034836710322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rrxou_ncg7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/IzRSTWi39R4/s320/DSC02089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrxovPncg8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/gNzZNsWNSGc/s1600-h/DSC02105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097064039131677634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrxovPncg8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/gNzZNsWNSGc/s320/DSC02105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rrxok_ncg6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/W1RR6eXl0y4/s1600-h/TKGSoftball!.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097063863038018466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rrxok_ncg6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/W1RR6eXl0y4/s320/TKGSoftball!.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;long live tkgs softball&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/32598106-2986839519878081819?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/2986839519878081819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=2986839519878081819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2986839519878081819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2986839519878081819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-live-tkgs-softball3.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rrxo8fncg9I/AAAAAAAAAWk/mLuEY5682Cs/s72-c/DSC02099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5005049457559414769</id><published>2007-08-09T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T04:38:10.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rrrzgfncg5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/M7qAeKEcfQ8/s1600-h/LYDS!+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096653667891446674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rrrzgfncg5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/M7qAeKEcfQ8/s320/LYDS!+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Every great magic trick consists of three acts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The first part is called ‘The Pledge’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The magician shows you something ordinary: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a deck of cards, a bird or a man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He shows you this object.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Perhaps he asks you to inspect it to see if it is indeed real, unaltered, normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But of course… it probably isn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The second act is called ‘The Turn’ . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The magician takes the ordinary something and makes it do something extraordinary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now you’re looking for the secret… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but you won’t find it, because of course you’re not really looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You don’t really want to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You want to be fooled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But you wouldn’t clap yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because making something disappear isn’t enough;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you have to bring it back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That’s why every magic trick has a third act, the hardest part, the part we call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;‘The Prestige’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The secret impresses no one. The trick you use it for is everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5005049457559414769?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5005049457559414769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5005049457559414769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5005049457559414769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5005049457559414769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rrrzgfncg5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/M7qAeKEcfQ8/s72-c/LYDS!+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-6213068136573370388</id><published>2007-08-04T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T03:12:19.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. TODAY WAS FUNFUNFUN!!! FUNFUN. yay. haha went for CIP at the beach today! so fun laa. met kazuki, fatin and rury at tampines and i was like. late. so paiseh &gt;&lt; haha anyway. then we went to bedok and cabbed to eastcoast. met the seniors at macs and then the sec1's came too. not all though haha. mrsAng brought her daughter! shes so effing cute haha. then we BEGAN. haha. took some plasticbags and gloves and OMG WE SAW RONALD SUSILO TRAINING WITH HIS COACH OMG. he's ugly. HAHA. but its still cool la. like RONALD SUSILO OMG. hahahahaha. yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we started cleaning up the beach XD then natasha and zoe la. they started going into the sea to pick all the dirty stuff in the water. so me, anisa, rury and fatin took off our shoes and went in. HAHA DAMN FUN. it was like. windy and not so hot so the weather made everyone quite high. ;D ill post pictures on monday or smth cos the pictures are in rury's phone. haha the huge plastic bags were like FULL. lolol. and we had to lug it from beach to beach. ahahha. and we were like throwing rubbish at each other and screaming away.WOOP. then we had a break for awhile so we sat down at the beach and joined our names up! rurydianisatin! HAHA. damn cool. then we were writing random stuff on the sand like hellogoodbye lyrics and our names and stuff. hahaha. and we tried to take pics of us jumping but i think we failed quite miserably. XD HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..after that we went cycling! hoho. very eventful XD me and anisa shared a double bike and so did rury and fatin and some seniors. haha and natasha was the only one rollerblading XD yeah anyway. we cycled and cycled then me and anisa crashed into huiwen. HAHA. our bike fell. SO PAISEH CAN! HAHAHA. then this angmoh lady helped us up. haha so nice. and then. when anisa went home i rode my own bike. then huiwen fell on the rollerblades. so we like stopped at the road to wash her leg cos it was bleeding. then this woman ah. canot see isit. she startestare at us while she was riding then she never see the woman in front of her then she crash. like literally. CRASH. haha. then she like blamed us la! then zoe help her fix bike already la then she still angryangry. like indirectly showing us shes angry. its partly our fault la but she could have just BRAKED RIGHT.bitch. hmph. haha. dont care her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..after that went to macs with everyone for lunch and stuff. walked to marine parade and homed with fatin, natasha and AS3. haha i have no idea how to spell her name. oopsssiee! sorry. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats about it. going for bryan's birthday thingg later. haha. yayy(: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrRQXvncg3I/AAAAAAAAAV0/0lGKrHBeSFg/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrRQXvncg3I/AAAAAAAAAV0/0lGKrHBeSFg/s320/lala.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094785447311999858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;our lips &lt;br /&gt;can touch, &lt;br /&gt;our cheeks &lt;br /&gt;can brush&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-6213068136573370388?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/6213068136573370388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=6213068136573370388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6213068136573370388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6213068136573370388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/hellu.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrRQXvncg3I/AAAAAAAAAV0/0lGKrHBeSFg/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5271691112377835629</id><published>2007-08-03T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T06:41:57.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrMsLfncg1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/T-itPorM6kQ/s1600-h/LYDS!+048.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrMsLfncg1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/T-itPorM6kQ/s320/LYDS!+048.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094464179463291730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for training today in the hothot sun. now my stupid tanline is even more obvious -.- and i dont think suntan lotion helps. HAHA. anyway. did mostly batting and coach yulisess, yulisis said that if i bat and hit a car he'll give me 100 points or something. and i dont know if thats good or bad but whatever, i didnt hit it XD and kelly called my shorty again. HMPH. you're sec 3! im like sec1 so of course im short. and you're like a pitcher. HMPH. ahahah. pfft. then. after training, homed with rury, fatin and kazuki. HAHA. rury's boyyfrienddd and fellow sandwhich makerrr XDD HAHAHA. i think training got to my head or smth i was thinking damn sick on the train. choochoo. hehe. yeah and i think im doing cip with them tmr too. 7.45 at tampines.taking bus to beachh. going to the beach to pick rubbish. SO FUNN. ahha im not being sarcastic seriously. its so fun la! but i hope its not hot haha. then after that. i have to go home and study so ill miss DARE. but after i study i'm going down to the poolside for bryan's birthdayy. haha. you should see what peresent we got him(me and laurayeo) SHH. ahahhahaha. i want to see his expression. XD oh man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to start making zany parade costumes before i die. and i have to run 3 km before i do the actual one. i have to study science and math before i screw up for my test. i have to memorise my lines for storytelling by the next english lesson. and i have to stop thinking about how busy i'll be next year. -.-  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss kindergarten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrMwcPncg2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Bw7hSHg9kms/s1600-h/lonely__by_chelx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrMwcPncg2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Bw7hSHg9kms/s320/lonely__by_chelx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094468865272611682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5271691112377835629?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5271691112377835629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5271691112377835629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5271691112377835629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5271691112377835629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrMsLfncg1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/T-itPorM6kQ/s72-c/LYDS!+048.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3382430071528557827</id><published>2007-08-01T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T07:20:35.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there. haha i havent blogged properly in a while. XD today was lit ca. not too bad i guess. managed to vomit out everything i knew about calvin. hahahaha. i hope i do well:/ heheh. tmr is geog and im screwed. after this im gonna reread all my notes. haha. but im not as screwed for anything as much as SCIENCE. omg la. its 80 freaking percent leh. please la. im going to DIEE. i almost failed the 20 percent one and this one is 80 percent la OMGG! OMG. screw the teachers! canot split up more evenly ah. wtf! T^T cry. hahaha. anyways. had home econs today. damn fun! im sitting with angelynn. haha had to stich on paper and learn all the buttons and stuff. oh and how to thread the sewing machine. walao then vaish la. make me do twice cos she wanted to do next to victoria. HMPH. make me look stupid in front of ms seah. HAHA. you ah. ill get you. &gt;:I heheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to video world for lunch with the inseps. i didnt eat my migoreng for once XDD HAHA. i ate tons of noodlesweets! yup thats what i shall call it. and i will learn how to tie a ribbon with noodlesweets one day and prove im a good kisser. HAHA. better than trying on you right XD ok joking. HAHA. shit if weifeng reads this i bet he's going to post some lame comment. AHWELL. hahaa. he's in london roasting marshmallows in the snow. ((: yeah. anyway. then went home with ange and ate even more noodlesweets. haha.haiyah. so screwed la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was tuesday. what happened on tuesday..i studied with laura yeo and angelynn! haha. yayness. i actually got some stuff done la. im so proud of myself. oh and im studying geog now.HEEHEE. i better stuff all this nonsense into my brain before i fail geog and get retained or something.T^T ouch. my stupid neck aching. -.- AGAIN. wah cant stand it man. damn painful HAHA. yeah anyways. whish me luck for tmr.((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;br /&gt;I need you to need me.&lt;br /&gt;Id love you to love me.&lt;br /&gt;Im beggin you to beg me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrCWdfncg0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/WtD5mXWauS4/s1600-h/Sentosa+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrCWdfncg0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/WtD5mXWauS4/s320/Sentosa+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093736612003349314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-3382430071528557827?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3382430071528557827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3382430071528557827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3382430071528557827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3382430071528557827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RrCWdfncg0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/WtD5mXWauS4/s72-c/Sentosa+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3672230664784915541</id><published>2007-07-31T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T07:26:19.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rq9GDfncgwI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ogsL0W4uIpA/s1600-h/LYDS!+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rq9GDfncgwI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ogsL0W4uIpA/s320/LYDS!+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093366729419817730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rq9GD_ncgxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/3KC2LH8enzI/s1600-h/LYDS!+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rq9GD_ncgxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/3KC2LH8enzI/s320/LYDS!+077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093366738009752338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rq9GEPncgyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LLYNC3D-l3Q/s1600-h/LYDS!+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rq9GEPncgyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LLYNC3D-l3Q/s320/LYDS!+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093366742304719650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rq9GEPncgzI/AAAAAAAAAVU/CJgzOlNYeMQ/s1600-h/LYDS!+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rq9GEPncgzI/AAAAAAAAAVU/CJgzOlNYeMQ/s320/LYDS!+035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093366742304719666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random much. stupid pictures. i don't have time to blog anymore and for once in my life im feeling stressed out. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-3672230664784915541?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3672230664784915541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3672230664784915541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3672230664784915541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3672230664784915541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-much.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rq9GDfncgwI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ogsL0W4uIpA/s72-c/LYDS!+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-4218490745439606520</id><published>2007-07-28T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T03:46:12.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqseV_ncgvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/2W8B_8b_-qk/s1600-h/LYDS!+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqseV_ncgvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/2W8B_8b_-qk/s320/LYDS!+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092197166875443954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqseOfncguI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ck37r9lZpZ4/s1600-h/LYDS!+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqseOfncguI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ck37r9lZpZ4/s320/LYDS!+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092197038026425058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqseHvncgtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XQ73Eh5QBSw/s1600-h/LYDS!+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqseHvncgtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XQ73Eh5QBSw/s320/LYDS!+069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092196922062308050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqseCPncgsI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vg1KXeHLadQ/s1600-h/LYDS!+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqseCPncgsI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vg1KXeHLadQ/s320/LYDS!+071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092196827573027522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rqsd4_ncgrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ig-NnyTZ1TY/s1600-h/LYDS!+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rqsd4_ncgrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ig-NnyTZ1TY/s320/LYDS!+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092196668659237554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqsdwfncgqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xRDl1JXuby8/s1600-h/LYDS!+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqsdwfncgqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xRDl1JXuby8/s320/LYDS!+073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092196522630349474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no boys allowed(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-4218490745439606520?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/4218490745439606520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=4218490745439606520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4218490745439606520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4218490745439606520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-boys-allowed.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqseV_ncgvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/2W8B_8b_-qk/s72-c/LYDS!+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3753286338400465125</id><published>2007-07-26T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T20:56:57.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqilK_ncgmI/AAAAAAAAATs/qCpAemwg0rY/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091500987036500578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqilK_ncgmI/AAAAAAAAATs/qCpAemwg0rY/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqilK_ncgnI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mWXjw6lIj5U/s1600-h/DSC00259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091500987036500594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqilK_ncgnI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mWXjw6lIj5U/s320/DSC00259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqiktvncghI/AAAAAAAAATE/erl8NtKd7Xo/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091500484525326866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqiktvncghI/AAAAAAAAATE/erl8NtKd7Xo/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rqikt_ncgiI/AAAAAAAAATM/dChCUyhqSgQ/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091500488820294178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rqikt_ncgiI/AAAAAAAAATM/dChCUyhqSgQ/s320/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqilK_ncgoI/AAAAAAAAAT8/QiZqfVExQ04/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091500987036500610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqilK_ncgoI/AAAAAAAAAT8/QiZqfVExQ04/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rqikt_ncgjI/AAAAAAAAATU/5Ilo08hl658/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091500488820294194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rqikt_ncgjI/AAAAAAAAATU/5Ilo08hl658/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqikuPncgkI/AAAAAAAAATc/vqCbI-FWTsY/s1600-h/DSC00253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091500493115261506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqikuPncgkI/AAAAAAAAATc/vqCbI-FWTsY/s320/DSC00253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqikufncglI/AAAAAAAAATk/CGnOgjnQlT4/s1600-h/DSC00258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091500497410228818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqikufncglI/AAAAAAAAATk/CGnOgjnQlT4/s320/DSC00258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bestfriend(: love you babe. hung out with laura after finishing some stuff in school. went to parkway and ate brownies and icecream ((: spent some time running away. hahaha and trying to get into lauras blog XDD we walked around for quite some time cos mph was under renovation so our usual hangout wasn't there no more! sad. hahaha. yeah anyway. took the travellator(?) HAHA. and went to giant to buy cloth ;DD hoho. laughed about stupid things and camwhored on the seventh floor of parkway. haha. yesh ayye love you too schweetie-pie-sugar-bun! HAHA. ah.cuppycake ;D lolol. then went to kfc for some fries and a place to put our bags down. haha. had funnn! mph had better fasterly finish! oh and melissa's birthday is tmr! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MELISSA! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha. yup. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And there he goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;falling again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;the girl; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;who he used to love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;used to hate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;and maybe, just maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;she feels the same way too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;ill stand by. and watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;he may just crash &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;again.&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/32598106-3753286338400465125?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3753286338400465125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3753286338400465125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3753286338400465125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3753286338400465125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/bestfriend-love-you-babe.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqilK_ncgmI/AAAAAAAAATs/qCpAemwg0rY/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7907252428176890540</id><published>2007-07-24T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:24:05.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYLLPncgaI/AAAAAAAAASM/y8SEnj1f2xU/s1600-h/LYDS!+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090768716587368866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYLLPncgaI/AAAAAAAAASM/y8SEnj1f2xU/s320/LYDS!+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYLLfncgbI/AAAAAAAAASU/RYTMX-x-Qkg/s1600-h/LYDS!+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090768720882336178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYLLfncgbI/AAAAAAAAASU/RYTMX-x-Qkg/s320/LYDS!+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYKQPncgVI/AAAAAAAAARk/HbfIID0OGNE/s1600-h/LYDS!+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090767702975086930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYKQPncgVI/AAAAAAAAARk/HbfIID0OGNE/s320/LYDS!+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYKQPncgWI/AAAAAAAAARs/VJGXMBXO2dk/s1600-h/LYDS!+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090767702975086946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYKQPncgWI/AAAAAAAAARs/VJGXMBXO2dk/s320/LYDS!+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYKQPncgXI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Upplj_QU_WM/s1600-h/LYDS!+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090767702975086962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYKQPncgXI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Upplj_QU_WM/s320/LYDS!+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYKQfncgYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/VWWj7AwLvOw/s1600-h/LYDS!+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090767707270054274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYKQfncgYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/VWWj7AwLvOw/s320/LYDS!+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYKQfncgZI/AAAAAAAAASE/eNNjsxnxdiA/s1600-h/LYDS!+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090767707270054290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYKQfncgZI/AAAAAAAAASE/eNNjsxnxdiA/s320/LYDS!+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;smileys(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7907252428176890540?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7907252428176890540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7907252428176890540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7907252428176890540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7907252428176890540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/smileys.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqYLLPncgaI/AAAAAAAAASM/y8SEnj1f2xU/s72-c/LYDS!+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-8084656126448815491</id><published>2007-07-20T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T06:04:04.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today was fun and sad and tiring all at once. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;quite damaging to the brain actually. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Went to school with a light bag because i was going for drama for history. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;missed most of school yeahh ((: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Performed reallyreallyreally good. REALLY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but didn't win. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sigh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it's okay, i'm proud of tk (: jiayou! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cheer up laura dear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went back to school for training and met up with victoria, stef, ange. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pushpop party! acting retarded and all, pointing at the security camera. HAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;taking pictures, whatnot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went to the swing and acted retarded AGAIN. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;laughing like posessed bunnies &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it's fun. you should try. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went for training, did physical and ran around the school lokking for ms tay and the lost gym keys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hey, at least my throwing is not bad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After training, me and Anisa hanged by the piano, and she taught me how to play here in your arms. thanks babe (: ahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;played around with words and rhyming, and made up retarded stuff. HA. making fun of coach zhang, hohoho. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lauraeva,maryanne and the whole netball team: dont worry for tmr ((: you'll do fine. HHEHEE. and happy birthday lauraeva ((: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lauraYEO: cheerup, you did well. big girls dont cry (: loves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089263988394061218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqCyoiRqbaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mrie2jeeN2E/s320/LYDS!+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-8084656126448815491?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/8084656126448815491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=8084656126448815491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8084656126448815491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8084656126448815491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-fun-and-sad-and-tiring-all-at.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RqCyoiRqbaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mrie2jeeN2E/s72-c/LYDS!+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-8657554583894201765</id><published>2007-07-18T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T06:36:14.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shits man. haha. today had trainingg..lucky got coach yuli. HEH. kena hit by bat. HAHA. pain sia. yeah anyway. i forgot to blog about monday. HEEHEE. went to kfc with laura, maryanne, lauraeva and victoriaa. haha then maryanne had some guys calling her sommething that i should not say here. And asked me to call him back and scold. and surpirisingly. i agreed. HEH. i shall not say what i said here either because that would be veryvery inappropriate. ;DD HAHA. seriously la the guys are retarded. break then break alr la. -.- lolol. yeah camwhored again. but AGAIN. my stupid blogger. cannot post pictures. i have to get someone else to do it for me -.- BLEH! wtf la. heh. yeah went to mph AGAIN. sat at the same spot AGAIN. read the same kiddy books. ((: somehow we never get bored of that place. HAHA. always find new stuff to laugh about. and when i say laugh. i mean it. HAHA. luckily its not a library. XDD woot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah today lauraeva had a match against temasek sec. GOOD GAME BABEE. really ahha. i saw you dear. nothing to be nervous about ;DD pesta sukan! jiayou! haha. good la. now you know your seniors arent that bad ((: i think emily is cool. hahahaha. and your joce and joyce. LOL. they're nice tooo. hhahaha. but sadly, ATA is an exception. sigh. hahaha. JIAYOUJIAYOUUUU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. still got tons of letters to reply. hahaha shits. LAURAEVA WHY YOU REPLY SO FAST! and victioria i doubt you'll read this but please reply longer. HAHA. eh i want to go vicks house again. so cool la. i like your tv o.o HAHA. and your nice xbox. and your nice dvds; HAHAHA. hehehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. friday skipping school! yaynesss. haha. going to watch drama thing (: yayy.but must gp back for geog and training.SCRRRAAATCH. hmph. spoil my day only la. PFFT!kill me mun. haha. nevermind. coach say i run goood. yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and good luck for cdiv game! haha. woot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauraeva shall wait in anticipation of her OH SO WONDERFUL gift for her birthday, laura, prepare to hug me. (: HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres bound to be a missed shot, &lt;br /&gt;a wrong move, &lt;br /&gt;or a lost match. &lt;br /&gt;but there will always be; &lt;br /&gt;another game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-8657554583894201765?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/8657554583894201765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=8657554583894201765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8657554583894201765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8657554583894201765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/yao_18.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-4183172143227944578</id><published>2007-07-16T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T05:43:28.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dude. this blog is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-4183172143227944578?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/4183172143227944578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=4183172143227944578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4183172143227944578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4183172143227944578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/dude.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7464833144015086562</id><published>2007-07-15T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T05:21:30.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RpoPryRqbUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/D5wUD7EvKwM/s1600-h/LYDS!+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087395973973044546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RpoPryRqbUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/D5wUD7EvKwM/s320/LYDS!+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RpoPryRqbVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/w8gn24WtJpU/s1600-h/LYDS!+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087395973973044562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RpoPryRqbVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/w8gn24WtJpU/s320/LYDS!+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RpoPsCRqbWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gp6hliD3aE8/s1600-h/LYDS!+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087395978268011874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RpoPsCRqbWI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gp6hliD3aE8/s320/LYDS!+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RpoPsCRqbXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/zXDG1b5va8s/s1600-h/LYDS!+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087395978268011890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RpoPsCRqbXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/zXDG1b5va8s/s320/LYDS!+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087395969678077234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RpoPriRqbTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/cNRqaVZZsfo/s320/LYDS!+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;church today (: hahaha. it was fun. staying back with ting and the 93's. they're damn fun la. hahaha. ate breakfast with dg, ate lunch with 93's, talked about stuff, camwhored. hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yup basically had fun ((: yup. hahaha. tmr's school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sianded la. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7464833144015086562?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7464833144015086562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7464833144015086562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7464833144015086562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7464833144015086562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RpoPryRqbUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/D5wUD7EvKwM/s72-c/LYDS!+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5804822733296114674</id><published>2007-07-13T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T06:01:38.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. well. i keep forgetting what i wanted to blog about leh shits. nevermind haha. anywayy. today had. uhhhm. not much lesson cos its fridayy!! haha. yay i love lit and geog. so fun. haha. yeah then after school, went to parkway AGAIN. so sian alr la but too bad, siglap is too far and i'll end up missing training. and that's not good. yeah then ate at macs, saw my seniors, senior said im skinny (: hahaha. yeah and zenn went tp mph to slack again at our favourite spot at the childrens book XD we found a comic versions of mr. snowman. more pictures! haha. yeah and mr banana appeared again. waakaka. yeah took bus home after that.  hahaha. hmm. coach yuli(?) took us today. bombarded us with drills -.- TORTURE MYENN. hahaha. and my ankle and shoulder hurts for some reason. dammit. haha. ahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. tmr lauraeva and raseena and usshsaooo are coming for history project! there goes lunch at the dog cafe. im gonna be missing it. shits. nevermind -.- blehs. i wonder if i should go for youth praisee. haha. ill ask optimusprime and jingting. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gwargh. i owe so many people letters. and im so lazy to write haha. gah. I FORGOT WHAT I WANTED TO POST ABOUT. shits. haha. hmm. uhhh. aiyah forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUUURRRY! belated. hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. friday the 13th today! whoo. lucky day! hahahaha. ok. random. lol. aiyah. havent been taking pictures lately. i have to bring my camera to school already haha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Nobody on the road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Nobody on the beach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I feel it in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The summer’s out of reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Empty lake, empty streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The sun goes down alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I’m drivin’ by your house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Though I know you’re not at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But I can see you-Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;After the boys of summer have gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I never will forget those nightsI wonder if it was a dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Remember how you made me crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Remember how I made you scream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Now I don’t understand what happened to our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But babe, I’m gonna get you backI’m gonna show you what I’m made of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I can see you-Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I see you walkin’ real slow and you’re smilin’ at everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I can tell you my love for you will still be strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;After the boys of summer have gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Out on the road today, I saw a black flag sticker on a cadillac &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A little voice inside my head said, "don’t look back. you can never look back." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I thought I knew what love was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What did I know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Those days are gone forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I should just let them go but- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I can see you-Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You got that top pulled down and that radio on, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;After the boys of summer have goneI can see you- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You got that hair slicked back and those wayfarers on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; babyI can tell you my love for you will still be strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;After the boys of summer have gone  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The Ataris- The Boys Of Summer ((:&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/32598106-5804822733296114674?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5804822733296114674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5804822733296114674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5804822733296114674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5804822733296114674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/hellohello.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5287160957438359265</id><published>2007-07-12T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T06:02:28.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYLOHEYLO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ah. never update for so long haha. mom's been strict about the computer since the exams are nearing. -.- bloody hell. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. school was rather normal. yeah. boring stuff and such. sian alr la. gawsh. haha. been replying those many letters and the letters get longer and longer eh? yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hung out with the usual. netballer, softballers and whatnot. GAH i dont feel like posting and  really have no idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teenage angst? like mr daniel radcliffe maybe. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5287160957438359265?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5287160957438359265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5287160957438359265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5287160957438359265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5287160957438359265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/heyloheylo.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-683907066249362830</id><published>2007-07-09T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T04:03:29.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehe. hmm..lets talk about sunday! hahaha no pictures, sadly. left it charging at home. blehs. i shall take pictures of my nice neos with ting and jeanette! haha i wanna go again next week baby ;DD super fun! hahaha. went to jurong entertainment with euods, joanne, liyan, jean and ting. wakaka. again lol XDD haha ate pizza hut and took neos. took quite long! hahaa. yupyup. ate peeezzzaaa. and we got free pepsi! ;DD woots. haha. euods liyan and joanne also took neos. but we started without them HEEHEE. XD yays. i was super hungry. blehss. anyways. after that we walked to jeanette's house to play xboxx!!! RAYMANNN AND THE RAVING BUNNIESS! omg so cute. socutesocutesocute! hahaha. dancing bunniess!!! ohman. damn fun HAHA. OHOH and we were like so colour coordinated that day. me and jeanette was TRANSFORRMEERSS! HAHA. she was wearing purple and red so she was optimus prime, i was wearing yellow and black, so i was bumblebee. HAHAHA. lame but i was damn funny. then ting and joanne were wearing brown and white and euods and liyan were wearing green. EARTHDAYY!! ;DD hahahha. so funnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm then today was damn stupid. i hate school fullstop. monster made me redo my nice cheng yu thing, SUCKS LA. hmph. then mdm lenny scolded me cos i rolled my eyes at saher. bleh. i mean everybody does it la. why she only pick on MEEE. blehs. nevermind la. i will not be nice to saher. =] haha. hmmm.. then softball was rescheduled to i ate lunch with lauraeva and stef and angelynn. wheehee. went to mph with lauraeva. and just slacked there haha. BANANA! XDDD oh man funny. HAHA. OMG then we saw this pencil box at at i forgot where la shits. haha anyways some pencil box that said : THE LAW OF STRAIGHTNESS. my chips are straight. my pencils are straight. my erasers are staright. my pens are straight. (behind) EVERYTHING IN THIS WORLD MUST BE STRAIGHT, IF NOT THE WORLD WILL EXPLODE. *THOSE WHO DO NOT BELIEVE IN THE LAW OF STRAIGHTNESS WILL NOT BE SAVED.&lt;end&gt; HAHAHAHA. omg i wanted to buy it. so funny. XXDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz. came back and fell asleep lol. anyways. going for piano now. =] cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-683907066249362830?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/683907066249362830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=683907066249362830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/683907066249362830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/683907066249362830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/yao.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-2804625077065607076</id><published>2007-07-06T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T06:26:35.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today was quite fun. ran 2 km during pe. timing sucked though. haha 11.40 mins SAD. haiyah. nevermind. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then geog was free period. so i made us of the time to reply all my letters to yaisyah and maryanne. now all i have to do is reply theresa, angelyn, lauraeva, victoria and stefanie. WOWZZ. hahaha. anyway. hung out with lauraeva, yaisyah, farahin and maryanne. WALAO. bimbo to the max can like omg luh im telling you. HAHAHA. yeah we changed in maryanne's classroom. i took off my shorts then i forgot where i put my fbt's so i was walking around the class without shorts. AND MARYANNE SAID THAT WAS BIMBO. please la that's not bimbo compared to her. o.o HAHA. yeah then when yaisyah and farahin went to the toilet, lauraeva took yaisyah's pinafore and wore it. it barely covered her already short fbts. it looks HORRIDDD. HAHA. it was like so super small. i think she was going to tear it. HAHA. but thats not as dumb as her crashing into a tree. =]] i'm taking revenge about her posting my dream on her blog. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway. went to the bubble tea shop after that. had my usual la. tehbing. HEHH. and no it didnt spill on me. then got one huge cockroach laa. i screamed and ran out of the room. HAHA. its damn sick. and lauraeva thinks that snakes are worse than cockroaches. PLEASE LA. SNAKES ARE SO MUCH BETTER. she says snakes are uglier than cockroaches -.- HAHA nevrmind. both are quite bad :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of them bimboed in the shop. creating a name for their team. hahahah. TEAM ZIMBOOOOO. omg i almost died. hahahaha. ok. enough bimboness. lets get serious. &gt;:l HAHA. joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway during training i kena fever. LOL. like 37.8 c. haiyoh. suayyy. haha but i still trained like abit. but not as much. phew la. if not by now ill be dead. hahaha. then went to bondbond with maryanne and lauraeva after trng. went back to the bubbletea place and sprawled ourselves over the couch. HEHHH. then i realised how dirty the pillow was. :/ eeee. HAHA. but i still wanted to lie down anyway. i was so freaking tired. stupid fever. blehh. AHHHHHHHHHHH. but now i feel better. woot. HEH. but i had to take bus with a throbbing head and no seats and aching legs. crowded stupid bus. HMPH. because mum and dad are in BINTAN BANYAN TREE. ENJOYING LIFE. PFFT. i wanna go too. shits. got your own pool T^T hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup nothing else happened. =] it was quite an exciting day=] HAHA goodnight people. happy holidays. o.o ok i wish la. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-2804625077065607076?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/2804625077065607076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=2804625077065607076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2804625077065607076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2804625077065607076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7302985051274816458</id><published>2007-07-05T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T07:34:49.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOMGOMGOMG LUHHHH. I DON'T FEEL LIKE BLOGGING LIKE OMG CANN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M LIKE SO LAZY NOW LUH LIKE OMG IM TELLING YOUU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN I LIKE BLOG TMR OR SMTHH..? COS LIKE IM REALLY STONE RIGHT NOW SO LIKE YEAH I CAN'T THINK PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0gh3y? kekex seE euU cho0mor0w w0rHx. dun be psk horzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pushpops give sugarrush. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7302985051274816458?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7302985051274816458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7302985051274816458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7302985051274816458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7302985051274816458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/omgomgomgomg-luhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-2652292845017232951</id><published>2007-07-03T02:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T03:03:37.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RooekbXVeLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/aqUPO3aCNBM/s1600-h/sleepover+1st+july+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082908740610783410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RooekbXVeLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/aqUPO3aCNBM/s320/sleepover+1st+july+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rooek7XVeMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/I3ghlj4Ba50/s1600-h/sleepover+1st+july+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082908749200718018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rooek7XVeMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/I3ghlj4Ba50/s320/sleepover+1st+july+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RooelLXVeNI/AAAAAAAAANE/FxxlFQMxFT4/s1600-h/sleepover+1st+july+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082908753495685330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RooelLXVeNI/AAAAAAAAANE/FxxlFQMxFT4/s320/sleepover+1st+july+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RooelbXVeOI/AAAAAAAAANM/Ff9B4dTpoGE/s1600-h/sleepover+1st+july+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082908757790652642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RooelbXVeOI/AAAAAAAAANM/Ff9B4dTpoGE/s320/sleepover+1st+july+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rooel7XVePI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZtAMzLtxRsY/s1600-h/sleepover+1st+july+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082908766380587250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rooel7XVePI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZtAMzLtxRsY/s320/sleepover+1st+july+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RoocebXVeGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/wBC_HATXUQc/s1600-h/sleepover+1st+july+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082906438508312674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RoocebXVeGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/wBC_HATXUQc/s320/sleepover+1st+july+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rooce7XVeHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YUS01l8_Dyw/s1600-h/sleepover+1st+july+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082906447098247282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rooce7XVeHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YUS01l8_Dyw/s320/sleepover+1st+july+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RoocfLXVeII/AAAAAAAAAMc/u31kDDlZh-0/s1600-h/sleepover+1st+july+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082906451393214594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RoocfLXVeII/AAAAAAAAAMc/u31kDDlZh-0/s320/sleepover+1st+july+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RoocfbXVeJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mtkOELBO5XQ/s1600-h/sleepover+1st+july+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082906455688181906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RoocfbXVeJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mtkOELBO5XQ/s320/sleepover+1st+july+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Roocf7XVeKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/2UscBIECLhU/s1600-h/sleepover+1st+july+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082906464278116514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Roocf7XVeKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/2UscBIECLhU/s320/sleepover+1st+july+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sleepover at laura's ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/32598106-2652292845017232951?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/2652292845017232951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=2652292845017232951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2652292845017232951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/2652292845017232951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/sleepover-at-lauras-dd.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RooekbXVeLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/aqUPO3aCNBM/s72-c/sleepover+1st+july+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5223895010480100266</id><published>2007-07-03T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T06:22:06.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WALAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is dedicated to my best friend. i shall blog about youth day and monday after this post is over and done with. i doubt HE will read it but who cares la. i'll ask him to. PFFT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU! YOUUUU!!!!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONGGGG WITH YOU HUH. YOU EFFED UP MY BEST FRIENDS LIFE YOU IDIOT. okay no offence. GAHH. YOU RETARD. YOUR BRAIN IS EFFED UP. YOU'RE WORSE THAN..THAN.. the stupid chicken. ok the inseps would know who it is. ANYWAY. YEAH. YOU'RE WORSE THAN THE STUPID CHICKEN. PFFT. YOU THINK YOU SO BIG AHH. HUHHHUHUHUHUHUH. YOU SWORE TO HER. YOU &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SWORE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AND NOW THIS. PLEASE LA. YOU BROKE HER DAMN HEART. LIKE SHE HASN'T BEEN HURT ENOUGH. WAAAAAAAAALIEWWW. i may not know you but you sound like a jerk and you are a jerk. get a life man. DO YOU HAVE ANY FREAKING IDEA HOW MUCH SHE GAVE?! and now you do this. whats the reason? becuase you lost your feelings for her. OH GOD CAN YOU AT LEAST BREAK UP WITH HER IN A PROPER MANNER. oh my god. you are gay. and get yourself some new glasses cos your glasses are effing ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i've had enough of that kind of bullshit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i've had enough of what they do to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heartless pieces of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;had enough of those empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i've definetely had enough of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5223895010480100266?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5223895010480100266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5223895010480100266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5223895010480100266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5223895010480100266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/07/walao.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-3003124803543770864</id><published>2007-06-29T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T05:48:21.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's training was super FUNN. hahahaha. played soccer for like an hour or so. damn funny! hahaha. played with the sec 3's while coach gave the sec 2's a talk cos they lost their match 11-12. SO WASTED. ANYWAYY. we were like screaming like nobody's business. okay maybe not MEE. but the other people. HAHA. o0 so dumb la. haiyohhh. yeah then went into the classroom to recieve talk from coach with the sec2's and i had to stand for like 50 minutes mann. Coach is damn funny. like to crack jokes siaa. But unfortunatly we dont see that during normal training. SAAD.wwttfff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. then went to train with sec3's. batting and the normal stuff. made my blisters worse dammit. AHAHA. but at least my batting is quite good la haha. lucky coach zhang never come todayy! whoohoo. if not she make us do physical. ._. eeyer. haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training, we went to the bubble tea shop to bond-bond. HAHAHA. with Lauraeva, Shaleen and Anisa.  bought tehbing and sat down and listened to shaleens cool mp3 player. HAHA. then she had to go..so my ears had to go hungry. HEH. Then me and anisa started doing thethe pitcher movement in the&lt;br /&gt;place HAHA and the batting thing cos she was showin me how to do something. And laura decided to join in by showing us how she jumps in her training, and all of us started jumping netball style. the aunty came in and commented that the floor is going to break. COME ON LA. are we really that heavy. HAHAHA. yeah anyway. went out to wait for the bus. me and anisa started jumping up this. uhh. this thing la. like you know. raised ground. HAHA. then my sec3 senior thought we were mad. o0 laugh at us sumore. HAHA. i think tehbing makes you high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the netball people. LOL. maryanne, yaisyah and farahin. they came out of video world with push pops and singing some retarded song the dram clubbers were singing inside. walao. damn stupid! hahaha. then we just talked for like 3 minutes. then they went off. hahaha. poor yaisyah.twisted ankle. still must go for training. LOL. yup then went home with lauraeva acting like retards. HAHA. like always la. yeah reached home at about 7.40? yeah. and had bibimbap for dinner! yayy!!!! with nice new korean spoon, chopsticks and bibimbap sauce. YUMMAAAYY. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogged@0850&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-3003124803543770864?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/3003124803543770864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=3003124803543770864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3003124803543770864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/3003124803543770864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5698628764342236076</id><published>2007-06-28T01:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T01:10:37.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my.&lt;br /&gt;phone.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;ipod.&lt;br /&gt;have.&lt;br /&gt;been.&lt;br /&gt;stolen.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry if i didnt pick up your calls or reply your smses.&lt;br /&gt;eff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5698628764342236076?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5698628764342236076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5698628764342236076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5698628764342236076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5698628764342236076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-385615681495256324</id><published>2007-06-24T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T08:04:29.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roses and butterflies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can see where you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can tell you're enjoying it so far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I would love to escape, but now I'm bound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;by ythe burn of your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;looking on as I'm starting to realize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm a pawn in your game and this is checkmate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as the roses lift their heads to catch a glimpse of my demise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you'll be throwing lies around like ocean waves throw down the tides &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and they are breaking on my shore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and the rescue team won't save me now I'm out too far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so I'll waste these nights for a while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but I'll be holding onto you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and this is where my heart is cold and torn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as I read the words you wrote last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the butterflies are creeping through my spine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's a thrill I can't shake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah I know we've been writing a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but it's hard to erase the feelings I've drawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was caught in an awkward silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;broken down by the sound of your prelude that you played&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to open our symphony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been sleeping with the sunrise watching hours pass away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;incidentally I'm just waiting for the dusk to kill the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but now I'm waiting for your call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;while I bang on this piano like you care at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as I hear the words you're saying tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm falling for them every single time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;as the roses dip their heads a little further to the ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there's a season change and all the pinks and whites have turned to brown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;will we make it through the fall yeah are we gonna make it through this fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;‘cause I don't wanna fall with you I'm trying, we're dying, yeahhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm taken by your hope-filled lines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;they're well designed and dragging me along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll be waiting for this chance and I'll be gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079645054430047538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rn6GQ45fbTI/AAAAAAAAAME/RglMc4AlXGQ/s320/DSC00521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-385615681495256324?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/385615681495256324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=385615681495256324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/385615681495256324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/385615681495256324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/roses-and-butterflies.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rn6GQ45fbTI/AAAAAAAAAME/RglMc4AlXGQ/s72-c/DSC00521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5257173318403484420</id><published>2007-06-23T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T05:45:15.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>booyashaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhahahahahahhahahahahaha. im abit high now. WAHAHAHA. yeah. abit. ;D yeah ANYWAY. went to church today for decorations andd..decorations for me stall HEE. wait. i gtg bathe. HOLD ON.&lt;br /&gt;- 15 minutes later -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BAACK. its currently 7.45 anddddd. yeah. and im wearing my spongebob boxers. ANYWAY. back to what i was SAYINGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i was supposed to meet Annabelle at church at 9.45 but SOMEBODYY woke up at like 10. so i had to wait for her to get to church -.- wahaha. then when she came we went to evergreen to buy stuff to decorate. WHEEHEE. yeah then the lady took like 6 hours to open the stall. sheesh. yeah. sabrina payed for everything. cos shes a rich kid XD okay. hahaha. yeash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back and. started decorating? haha. making streamers and hanging them on the fans. it looks PREEETTYYYYYY. whoohoo. oh yeah and making the food fair sign. it was quite pretty too but it screwed up like super alot. cos we drew abit weirdly and spilled paint and water all over. and jeanette made shit out of tissue paper and brown paint! WAHAHAHAH. oh and we bought balloons too to hang on the pillars. there was only ONE BLUE BALLOON BABY! im special. AHAHA. red balloons were all over the place lorrrrr. hmph. blue balloons nicer ;D ELFFF!!!! wheehee. then..like...uh..what did i do. OH YEAH. eat lunchie. MUAHAHA. or was it before the balloon thing. OKAY NEHMIND. i bought bubble tea for lunch ;D HEE. because marshmallows soooo put me off food. BLEAGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then. uhhhmm came back and.....wrote the food fair thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the sanctuary with twoon and played with a balloon and got all high and stuff and and started playing catching with jellybean and started being retarded with euods and jellybean and joanne. imagine me saying that really fast. then the effect will be there. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. okay. then jeanette's mom dropped me off at dover. i shall not tell you anything bout thats. hahaha. oh and on the mrt got some lesbian people doing stuff im not supposed to say :x heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back and met clifford and bryan and cliff gave me another very nice papercut. and he hasnt been spamming my blog cos he's been in malaysia. HAHA. yeah anyway he gave me a shell too. and that stupid bryan said : does it float? then he dropped it into the pool and i have no idea whether he's gotten it back for me or not. sheesh bryan. you're damn smart. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back to zee house at 7 and had dinner. then. yeah. HAHA. then i bathed. then i wore my spongebob boxers. then i told yall about what i did today. HAHA. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079237711141760290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rn0TyY5fbSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-JBkO8Tjp34/s320/jaejinscan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i shall leave you with an adorable picture of my darling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:blogged@0940"&gt;blogged@0940&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;EDIT. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ZOMG. i forgot to announce what my mom bought for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 shirts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY NICE NEW MANGO BLACK JEANS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 skirts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shorts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some jacket thing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and sumore shirts XD  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;EYYE LOVE YOU MUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5257173318403484420?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5257173318403484420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5257173318403484420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5257173318403484420'/><link rel='self' 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today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;coach is choosing cdiv 07. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;blisters still hurt like fcuk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sister stole my ipod. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;school's starting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my lit project is currently hitting an iceberg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so is my math homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The ONLY thing good about today is prayer meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;kill me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-6476297019314798786?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/6476297019314798786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The end of the platform;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span 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align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The perfect words never crossed my mind, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause there was nothing in there but you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I felt every ounce of me screaming out, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the sound was trapped deep in me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I wanted just span right past me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he still puts the colour inside of my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7625809003879573853?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5487177582453619883</id><published>2007-06-20T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T17:40:37.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i like the pictures. And there's much more where that came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had training yesterday. And coach chose a few people to try out pitching and obviously i wasn't one of them because im too darn short. SO, coach zhang took the rest of the short ones. hehe. bat until my hand has 7 blisters, 6 of which has popped. i swear those gloves dont help.  i can't wash my hands cos its damn bloody painful. stupid skin so soft la -.- nehneh. But at least coach said my batting was good. bleagh. ask us to practice everyday. haha like i will remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i saw the netball girls training but they started later than us and ended at 5.30. HAIYAH. what's happening to the world. lauraevaaa! i still dont like your seniors. ah tang's sock tan make her look like she's wearing socks 24/7. o0 does that make sense? yes. And she wasn't wearing her glasses. hmm..but like i only saw your seniors leh. yall were at the..basketball court? yeah i think so. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH. I dont want tintin to become pitcher leh. her batting so good. wahahaha and i need somebody to emo with. HAHA. joke. eh no fair la. all my good friendss all trying for pitcher. POK LA. PANG SEH MEE. hahaha. Anisa, rury, tin, kazuki. Melissa. waliew. dun fren euu ppl w0rh. XD and coach choosing cdiv 07 on friday. i dowannnnnnnn T^T no la. i want. but i dont want. get what i mean? nevermind. i can see you shaking your head already. boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After training, went to bubble tea shop with Anisa and Melissa. AND surprise surprise, i bought milk tea. again. and it spilt on me. again. HAHA. abit la. last time was super alot worse. That's the third freaking time. damn youu! wheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and Anisa hitched a ride. Went home and forgot to post about yesterday becuase FT island is too darn sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So hum hallelujah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Just off the key of reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I thought I loved you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It was just how you looked in the light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A teenage vow in a parking lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Til tonight do us part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I sing the blues And swallow them too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5487177582453619883?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5487177582453619883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5487177582453619883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5487177582453619883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5487177582453619883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/ayy.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-190970865130447413</id><published>2007-06-20T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T05:23:09.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;And i'm&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; so&lt;/span&gt; in love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rnkb4o5fbQI/AAAAAAAAALs/RGmBGK9r4_0/s1600-h/groupscan9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078120714702122242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rnkb4o5fbQI/AAAAAAAAALs/RGmBGK9r4_0/s320/groupscan9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rnkb4o5fbRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/rrT5NgkqekQ/s1600-h/groupscan10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078120714702122258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rnkb4o5fbRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/rrT5NgkqekQ/s320/groupscan10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYcI5fbMI/AAAAAAAAALM/tXNRCTqAOFk/s1600-h/notice_15_1177236536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078116926540967106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYcI5fbMI/AAAAAAAAALM/tXNRCTqAOFk/s320/notice_15_1177236536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYcI5fbNI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ho2YNPVa3Zo/s1600-h/1181461933_070608_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078116926540967122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYcI5fbNI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ho2YNPVa3Zo/s320/1181461933_070608_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYcY5fbOI/AAAAAAAAALc/vz7vQXyWrbg/s1600-h/minhwanscan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078116930835934434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYcY5fbOI/AAAAAAAAALc/vz7vQXyWrbg/s320/minhwanscan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYcY5fbPI/AAAAAAAAALk/gEaSMyVWmmE/s1600-h/groupscan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078116930835934450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYcY5fbPI/AAAAAAAAALk/gEaSMyVWmmE/s320/groupscan7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYHY5fbHI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Pt6YLdpf49U/s1600-h/jonghoonscan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078116570058681458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYHY5fbHI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Pt6YLdpf49U/s320/jonghoonscan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYHo5fbII/AAAAAAAAAKs/Jn_G52uFarM/s1600-h/groupscan6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078116574353648770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYHo5fbII/AAAAAAAAAKs/Jn_G52uFarM/s320/groupscan6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYHo5fbJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/5xycWRoAmNs/s1600-h/1181552754_Untitled-3%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078116574353648786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYHo5fbJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/5xycWRoAmNs/s320/1181552754_Untitled-3%2520copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYII5fbKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/aM4OMqbAC4I/s1600-h/groupscan5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078116582943583394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYII5fbKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/aM4OMqbAC4I/s320/groupscan5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYII5fbLI/AAAAAAAAALE/r8g5u_GVTMc/s1600-h/groupscan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078116582943583410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/RnkYII5fbLI/AAAAAAAAALE/r8g5u_GVTMc/s320/groupscan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FTI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/32598106-190970865130447413?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/190970865130447413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=190970865130447413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/190970865130447413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/190970865130447413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-im-so-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AU38l5j7-s/Rnkb4o5fbQI/AAAAAAAAALs/RGmBGK9r4_0/s72-c/groupscan9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-4083151128332702082</id><published>2007-06-18T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T06:27:19.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;three days l a t e r. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I made a wish on a shooting star once &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;But it’s been so long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Never did believe it ‘til &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;You showed up there And proved me wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Everyone is here and they’re all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Cheering to the end of another day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;It’s Friday night, everyone’s asleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And now we’re walking home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Our shadows grow underneath the streetlights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;‘Til they’re over grown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A perfect end to a perfect night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And I feel so alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;One,She makes me feel not 2 much like anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;That’s three times more than I’ve ever felt before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;1 AM and I’m 2 sucked in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;‘Cause it’s three days later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can’t stop thinking about you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Call up your friends and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Let’s go down to the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Bring your stereo and all your favorite CD’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We’ll bring out the guitars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sit on top of our cars&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And sing the night away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Just like rock stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;It’s wide open, everyone’s scopin’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hoping to have a night when nothing gets broken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I will believe in you tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’ll believe in you tonight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;One,She makes me feel not 2 much like anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;That’s three times more than I’ve ever felt before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;1 AM and I’m 2 sucked in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;‘Cause it’s three days later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can’t stop thinking about you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-4083151128332702082?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/4083151128332702082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=4083151128332702082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4083151128332702082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4083151128332702082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/three-days-l-t-e-r.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-7056447576688355170</id><published>2007-06-16T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:10:12.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha im using zee new laptop ;D veh cool leh. ahahhaa. the screen is quite big. heeee. anyway. went to church today. and forgot the milkybar. SORREHH. :x ahhahaha. had worship for a while and they kinda sang abit off tune. haha everyone was laughing la. XD and then the deco thing. annabelle and jeanette were being retards. wahaha like they usually do...XD and that daryl go and pangseh people and go to choir HUH. HAHA. nehneh la. yeah anyway. during service..neveahmind. being retarded again with annabelle and jeanette and mark and zach. WAHAHA. went to rochester with my family after that for fathers day lunch. i hadd..lasagne. and apple crumblee. and soup. and felt very very full and sleepy after that ;D hahaha. so i shall sleep for awhile after this post cos im sleepy. heehee. i feel like eating...nothing la actually. im super full. and my sister is being effing irritating now. so i cant use the computer. kill her for me can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-7056447576688355170?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/7056447576688355170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=7056447576688355170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7056447576688355170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/7056447576688355170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/hellohello.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-5628885748194690919</id><published>2007-06-15T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:59:19.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OH SHIT. cannot post pictures AGAIN. walao whats wrong with blogger eh. NEHMIND. i shall take a survey from lauraeva. since i'm bored. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 15 people you can think of right now. Do not look at the questions until you have written down the 15 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Lauraeva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Daryl Aw Yeong (HAPPY?!?!?!? i change so many times la. hahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Laura yeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Jeanette ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Theresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Anisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Subhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Clifford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Angelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Jingting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Joshua Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Jiahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Tong hann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) joanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How did you meet 10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEE. haha uhmm..through school and theresa. miss drama queen ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What would you do if you had never met 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't be doing this survey now. and i wouldn't have anyone to suffer training with ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What would you do if 2 and 6 dated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. DARYL AND ANISA. i would just. faint. seriously. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you seen 4 cry before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeanette? haha yeah XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you think 10 is cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA. very ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) How did you get to now 8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clifford..hmm. used to have tuition with him when i was like super young. then i started to talk to him more after he um. came back? cos of bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) would you ever go on a date with 12?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshua lim? HAHA. uhmmmm. maybe? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) what is 7's favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subhas..? hmm. PURPLE! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) What would you do if 6 confessed his/her love for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT HAPPENING. i hope. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) facts about 9, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm..he's GAYY! haha no la. Bryan is damn funny. and damn sick. and from acs. and..is in love wit his dog. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) with whom is 4 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeanette is going out with ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Who is 5 to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERESA. hmm. she's the smartayy. helps me with my homework =) and she's my very good friend. her sarcasm kills me but sometimes i likeee eet. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) would you ever live with 13?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiahan? maybe hahaha. can talk about HOT KOREAN BANDS BAYBEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) is 2 single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i think so :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) what do you think about 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laura yeo..MY BESTEST BESTFRIEND. yayers. pretty babe ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) whats the best thing about 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theresa..her strong headedness ;) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) what do you like about 11?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..ting? she's damn cute and funny. and..shes been my friend since super long ago too haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) your favourite memory with 2 is..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr Aw Yeong?(againn...you ah.) UHM. uhmuhm. haha dunno leh. HAHA. uhmm...ice breakers ;D actually. uhm. i dont tell you :x heeeeeheee. im sick of signing in and out -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) use only one word to describe 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tong hann is..cute? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) how did you get to know 15?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne is jeanettes sister so i know her through..church hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE. haha. i only do this crap when i have nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-5628885748194690919?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/5628885748194690919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=5628885748194690919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5628885748194690919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/5628885748194690919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-4290388555963473359</id><published>2007-06-14T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:19:45.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church camp baby. quite boring la. only some parts were fun ;D haha. it was only like an hour away. so i didnt sleep at all on the way there lol. my dad got lost XD wheehee. first day nothing much. met miin. she smsed me there la wtf. like i will reply o0 wahaha. first night. quite boring XD just went to jeanettes rooooom. and ting went to the other jeanettes room lol. so i stayed with jeanette in her room o0 yeahh. haha. yeah anyway. the mr dracula person was our speaker wahaha. abiiit hard to understand what he's talking about XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played..super tennis yo. haha. no la actually i didnt play i just sat there and watched. i didnt feel like moving that day XD sit there and laugh. hehe. super squash, in the words of joanne, was funner la huh. cos i actually did something o0 dunno why also i just kept catching the stupid ball la huh. sorreh XD wahahaha. all that was done with...some gay people? yeah thats the word. and joanne and miin and euods heh. XD hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao. i think the last night was the stupidest la. me joanne and euods were like. homeless o0 seriously haha we had nowhere to go. XD so we sat at the walkway thing and threw stones. =] funfun XD wakaka. and attempted to overturn all the stones before we had to go back to our rooms. HAHA. that night we all got abit screw loose la. aish.  went to the gay peoples room. and played cards on the coldcoldcoldcold hard floor wahaha. i lazy to post pictures now leh. OH YEAH. speaking of pictures. WALAO. thatthat jeanette ng's dad ah. schupid. went to take picture of me and jeanette and show people huh. huhuhuhuh. so paiseh la i just wanted to run away HAHA. nehmind in the end i did la huh XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise my post is full of XD's. OOPS. hahahahahahahahahaa. yesyes. the most important four letter word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL IS STARTING IN A WEEK. KILL ME NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-4290388555963473359?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/4290388555963473359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=4290388555963473359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4290388555963473359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/4290388555963473359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-6434671919165110062</id><published>2007-06-04T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:45:37.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immaaa sick. haha. fever. sore throat. cough. haiyah. i dont wanna go for next training liao. haha. this just has to spoil my holiday huhuhuhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got it during training. walaoooo. suay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-6434671919165110062?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/6434671919165110062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=6434671919165110062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6434671919165110062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/6434671919165110062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/immaaa-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-8752813957477564078</id><published>2007-06-02T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T05:51:43.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i.&lt;br /&gt;had.&lt;br /&gt;a.&lt;br /&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;DAY.&lt;br /&gt;to day.&lt;br /&gt;=DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-8752813957477564078?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/8752813957477564078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=8752813957477564078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8752813957477564078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/8752813957477564078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/06/i.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-909930898991382344</id><published>2007-05-31T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T07:50:48.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz. today was quite fun XD lets start with breakfast shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hurhurhur. went to ikea for breakfast XD woah. i love ikea i tell you. lovelove until cannot love. everything is there. i swear la. haha it rhymes XD anway. went to the tampines one of course. their food is equally as good as their furniture. haha. when i get into the new house im going there for breakfast, lunch and dinner. anddd furniture too XD i had pancakes. mom and sis had frenchtoast which i stole from them XD and my dad had a..princess cake. it was. green? blah. who eats cake for breakfast?! hahaha. yeahp. Then..went home and. cleaned up the house -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to sweep and mop the floor and make my bed and my sisters bed -.- my eyes started to ITCH. cos im allergic to dust =D muahaha.  haha. anyway after that. went for lunch with the yeaps. hurhur. we ate so much food la. haha. then went to..ummmzzz the yeaps house and played bridge. IM GETTING PRO-ER AT THIS GAME. I DIDNT LOSE ANYTHINGGG MUAHAHAHA.  haha. then we went zara sale. totally dissaappoiintinggg. nothing there sia. reallyreally nothing. no shoes at all -.- then. went to eat again hahaha. so we didnt eat dinner until 8 something XD at lavender o0  was supposed to meen cliff and the rest. but couldnt cos i was out -.- wtfwtfwtf. haiyah. screw la. hahahah.then went to write this XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoop. thats all. no pics, sadly. i will camwhore on sunday and see if i can post pictures hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightynightnight =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-909930898991382344?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/909930898991382344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=909930898991382344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/909930898991382344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/909930898991382344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello_31.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32598106.post-1994844024513047640</id><published>2007-05-29T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T06:58:10.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh shits la. dammit cant post pictures on my la blog haha i dunno why. NEVERMIND. go to laura yeo's blog and you shall see the pictures we took in vivo. haha. okayyyyy. today had training. =] it was funnnnnnnn. like really fun. ahaha. we did batting for like the whole lesson lolol. and after training coach like. talked to me and anisa and melissa hahahhaha. ask us about our families o0 so weird haha. then FATHINNN and RUUURRRY went to buy milk tea for her o0 HAHA. so funny la. zomgzz. then took bus home. haiyah. tiring..so i shall not post anymore. ill post more next timess. ahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32598106-1994844024513047640?l=somewherein-between.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/feeds/1994844024513047640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32598106&amp;postID=1994844024513047640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1994844024513047640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32598106/posts/default/1994844024513047640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewherein-between.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello_29.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04498954049465274615</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
