<?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-9097254</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:42:45.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamy world</title><subtitle type='html'>Dance of grace Bouquet of expressions
A wonderful feeling relieving all tensions
Oblivious to her surroundings
Her soft shoes leading
The floor's best friend gentle and light
She glides in the midst of the music
With elegant and poise
Her chin held high just like a swan 
Rage, twinge, passion and blissfulness
All depicted in one brisk move
Beauty beyond words description
to many hearts its splendour does move 
This a wondrous feeling so filled of sentiment</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110225693087464733</id><published>2004-12-05T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T06:28:50.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey people i dont think i wanna continue blogging here... though blogging is kinda fun... however there's still this certain limit I can go... the stuff i shared are surface events and feelings.. some deepest feelings i can't state and im keeping those stuff in me im suffocating.. actually silence is kinda nice... think that's what i need currently...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110225693087464733?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110225693087464733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110225693087464733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_12_05_archive.html#110225693087464733' title=''/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110207870528028816</id><published>2004-12-03T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T04:59:43.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;IKAN BILI HUANG SHIYUN FINALLY PROVED HER PRESENCES BY SIGNING IN SMS IN CHINA!!! Haha was about to go offline but strong force kinda made me hang online further more.. That coconut tree! Pluck her coconuts when she comes back! GRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110207870528028816?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110207870528028816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110207870528028816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110207870528028816' title=''/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110200081746529668</id><published>2004-12-02T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T07:20:17.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is stronger than the power that's behind U. </title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sneeze* What a bad morning and day i had... shall throw up all my sorrows of the day here.. *grins* Firstly, i slept in quite early last night cause i thought due to lack of sleep, i'm falling sick soon *6th sense* However, i wake up this morning with this super duper sore throat that hurt me soo much that i didn't even dare to cough. Hmm bet U piglets out there would be surprise and jumping for Joy when i say I LOST MY VOICE !!! haha evil EVIL ~ Can neither whistle nor croak.. Coat of Phlegm choking me to death sooner or later. Had light breakfast since i didn't have any appetite but was forced to before Sis complains that i waste food again. Bet she complaint to mom that i talked on the phone yesterday otherwise Y would mom commend '' Talk so much on phone yesterday right ? That's why no voice today. '' How would she know when she wasn't even home ? Of course a spy. Who else.. I'm quite used to such a hypocritical family. One that back-stabs the other. In school = Competitive. At house = still gotta vie...The only happy place is when im with my friends hanging out somewhere else or at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom didn't brought me to the doctor immediately... She helped Eldest sis to clear her wardrobe before bringing me down to the clinic. After the check-up, went home with sis. Had western congee + medicine = drowiness and to bed.. Had a severe headache that was murderous and was trouncing my head like a machine. Played some soothing S.E.N.S music which helps whenever i have migraines. Fell into deep sleep till evening 5+. Headed towards the loo...though distance was short but journey was risky. World seemed to be floating and i could not balance myself. Had to lean against wall for support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV till 8+ before i went to bath and rested again for a while. Voice was still kinda weak and rough. Li-li called @ 10.. She too was sick. Haha bestfriends falling sick together... She felt nauseous after she woke up from her afternoon nap. Chyming everything she ate. She too had kinda sexy voice *mine still champ. man~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm must say that without ShiYun... really kinda bored ! Miss her kinda badly.. Hope she wouldn't have to stay in China for a month.. Maybe when she comes back i'd have decomposed till skin and bones... Haha... That piglet has yet to call me. Don't know if she's fine there. Even Alicia has called back...+ met her online last night. Hat piggified woman didn't even call SMS nor email me!!! *grrr* Sent her this super mega long email last night..was crapping away..Felt to weird 'talking' to myself... Bet my phone bills gonna drop drastically this month cause no one to chit chat with on the phone.. Maybe only Li-li.. Haha Oink ShiYun U betta get me all the nice delicious food from China.. and those HUGE soft toys.. Oh and the pretty letter pads or notebooks!!! Hmm.. i dont mind ornaments if U know what i like. Oh i heard they do sell posters of Ballerina those Huge Large Portrait size type.. I had always wanted one, in the elegant poise, pasted on my bedroom wall.. Hehe hmm my Christmas present.. i suppose will only get if AFTER christmas right ? Sob Terrapins where are U ?!? Haha.. U ah.. make sure U come back for JC 1st 3 months.. Cause 1stly, im not gonna go school not knowing anyone there.. 2ndly, i postponed my baptism till next year March so that U would be able to witness it ! So dont U dare stay in China till March or i'll castrate U! *grins* HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufik won! Just knew it..Y ? Cause Sylvester went outta tune for his 1st song.. terribly outta tune.. Cannot make it man! Taufik was steady ready Bom-pi-pi.. *whistle* Haha.. not that i support him or what.. just that i thought he did have the talent the judges were looking for. Solid voice i spotted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie appointment tomorrow morning at 11am followed by piano session @ 2pm. Hopefully by then i wouldn't be anymore giddy and uncomfortable..pray for me K u peeps out there.. Hm.. SAYONNARAI! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110200081746529668?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110200081746529668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110200081746529668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110200081746529668' title='Nothing is stronger than the power that&apos;s behind U. '/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110183338879049656</id><published>2004-11-30T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T05:15:47.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMBRIDGE DINNER NIGHT! </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woke up early this morning caused beloved cutie pie family voted Nasi Lemak for Breakfast.. Cambridge dinner tonight.. Still feeling restless and moody.. Not interesting nor excited over it.. ShiYun was nervous cause this dreadful moment has finally arrived ::grins :: funny iszit it.. Oh my nose was even worse this morning.. Very bad flu .. sneezing and catching my nose everywhere i went... Throat was kinda dry and painful.. Head was big and drowsy.. A slight headache too.. Just the prefect reasons why i shouldn't go for the Grad. night dinner.. Haiz but in the end.. i still went. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wore Esther's purple gown.. Kinda uncomfortable with it cause it was bare-back down to the waist... Straightened my hair a little but didn't manage to survive till 5pm thus hair was more on the explosive side once i reached Mandarin Marina Hotel.. Sisters were fighting over my face.. who should colour it ? Rushed like mad as time was running out and sun was setting which means I'M LATE! Haha.. but still managed to get there before 6:45pm.. stepped in at 6:44pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haha...Li-li had the most stunning hairdo.. She flattened all those humps and sand dunes! Nothing at all.. as flat as the ironing board that i describe her hair.. Haha not that curly birdnest.. Hm.. looked into mature and pretty.. So different from the Li-li i see daily in PL.. Haha everyone's make up and hairdo was scary.. Some over did it that made them look so much older and haggard.. Some looked like hostess *sorry but true*... Dinner food was average.. Cambridge queen was Seetal from 4A1.. many were kinda objective about her as she wasn't pretty nor her speech impressive.. reason she won was ''Daughter of H O D''.. actually i kinda slighty agree with the thing that she wins everything kinda fishy. Whatmore i thought Pearlly or Devi was a much betta choice. But still, there's always points which she deserves the prom queen statues. Grad. night dinner = Same venue as Dad's 2003 Company dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kinda tired today shall blog more after my good night rest huh ? Oh but i must say Dearie ShiYun will be leaving on the 755 am flight to China tmr.. will miss her badly i suppose since she's my bestfriend. A month with no one to talk chat quarell poke punch joke suan irritate prank-call ~~~ Haiz U nutty coconut make sure U call me when u're in China man otherwise i'll murder U personally when U touch down to Singapore on the 28th December OH AND I BOOK UR 30 and 31st DECEMBER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110183338879049656?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110183338879049656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110183338879049656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110183338879049656' title='CAMBRIDGE DINNER NIGHT! '/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110172090710684120</id><published>2004-11-29T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T08:32:00.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLS" DAY OUT~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Haha went out with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; ShiYun today to get some of her Cambridge accessories... Thought that tardy queen would arrive late so i decided to only leave the house at 12pm... How on earth would I have ever expected her to be so on time and was at Compass by 1210pm !!! Haha bored to death she went shopping at Cold Storage 1st.. and being so sweet She got my favourite chocolate snack KINDER SURPRISE.. *smoochie* :: Haha yeap after that we headed down to Metro to get her undergarment for that low-back cut dress she'd gotten at ShiBuYa.. Haha the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;scene was so embarrassing.. won't ever wanna go shopping for private clothings in the future with her.. She commented on the nuances of the colours and the vast range and brands.. *blush* Haha the saleswoman actually recommended her this brown auntie one that made me laugh till me pancreas ached. Hmm had to summon help thus calling Wee Wee down to offer some advice since both of us didnt know how to buy one... Walked to and fro between Robinson and Metro :: Wee wee had to left hence leaving us on our own after a while.. Finally ShiYun got the so-called-quite ideal undergarment and at the cashier (male) it was even more hilarious.. The guy must have been wondering '' This 2 nut cased girls~ ''&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:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Had lunch @ Mcs after the shop.. Legs were aching from all the walking and laughing... Was once again embarrassing.. Cashier asked whether i was Mcs member.. i didn't know what was that but ShiYun gave me a Mcs discount card and i thought it was a MS card so i said yeap here it is.. She covered her face with her palm and shook her head.. GOSH! Haiz ShiYun was laughing when i told her.. FINE what kinda friend is this man! OH I FINALLY FOR MY S.E.N.S CD instrumental !!! :::: After munch munch we strolled among the Christmas Display at the lobby. Got a snowflake *so pretty* for Andrea cause we both love snowflake and had to give her a Christmas present tomorrow since it'll be the last meeting.. Got ShiYun a star ornament that's meant for the submit of a&lt;/span&gt; Christmas tree and Li-li and crystal-like ball ornament.. Just wanna let U guys know that a plain christmas may look nice but one with decorations on will always look nicer.. the impact is just there..= ornaments.. U guys had played a major part in my life and had fused with my soul.. The ornaments i gave U had a special meaning within which i wrote in ur either letter / card. Hope U geeks like it. Anyway Li-li ur 2004 Christmas present is something else.. Haha so dont be so upset that i'm only giving u a ball.. ShiYun = cause u're goin to China for a month and only back after the 28th so i'll pass u ur present on the 30 - 31st December I BOOKED TWO OF OUR DECEMBER DAYS!!!&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:#ccccff;"&gt;Hopped onto bus 86 and headed home.. had a sticky glue next to me whom followed me home.. Haha i should have recorded ShiYun's expression when brandy came up close to her.. Looks so kiddy and scared. *grins* Super Duper funny :: Yeap and she thought me how to change my blog skin Which is what im gonna do tmr...&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:#ffccff;"&gt;Hehe smuggled my sister's high heels out of the house for her.. together with my sling bag and choker.. Haha.. felt like a silent and highly-skilled robber..OoSSOP ! Haha okie deciding what to wear for Cambridge tmr.. I'm physically sick.. Having a bad watery nose and swellen red eyes with a bad sore throat~! See it's just so bad that all illnesses are targeting me all at one go...AIM* Haha... Okie gotta sleep early cause adorable parents wanna eat Paya Lebar Market's Nasi Lemak tmr morning breakfast.. haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110172090710684120?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110172090710684120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110172090710684120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110172090710684120' title='GIRLS&quot; DAY OUT~!'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110165632812604212</id><published>2004-11-28T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T07:38:48.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel's Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Angel's wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An Agelical formation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angel's wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like letters in the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now i know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what the question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is the answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's written on Angel's wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=========================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hmm was kinda depressed today.. very mood and grumpy.. Though woke up early but left house late thus late fo Church...Met Maggie @ 10am to place Baptism form on Pastor Quek's right hand man's table. Meet Uncle and he looked so haggard.. Bet he had work through the night on an operation again. Attended YW and was dying in there cause this SUPER MEGA perfume woman sat next to me... She smelled SO0 Go0d o_0... Was choking sneezing and coughing away.. Could have sued her for physically abusement to neighbours... *lame* Anyway ya what more that damn aircon was blowing directly @ me.. Bet U peeps know what an ANTI-AIRCON woman i am.. Haha.. Yeap continue on~ I was freezing to death too though i had a jacket with me and was wearing jeans.. I could have turned into an ice cube..Haha was so glad that Maggie wanted to go to the lo0 with me.. My! I LOVE THE SUN! ::&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Haha after church .. hung around with gang members *sound so illegal huh ? haha* Yeap was poking and playing with Janice and Justine.. all the Js..dio* Janice had this co0l hairdo that looked so wierd.. Haha the cold joke was that the hairdresser did her hair halfway and gave up.. Due to the pattern of her hair style.. Boyish but only the left top was snipped off.. Haha yeap AWANA hike and camp cancelled cause Uncle Marcus said it was to0 late since Mr. Tan and Ms. Ho *stephanie* didn't plan.. was quite relieved... Ganna suaned by The Suan-ers again.. Should keep my distance from them sia~ So dangerous... especially the one leaving down my estate.. That dirty elephant..Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rain Rain go away Come again another day... It was drizzling the whole afternoon. Helped out making lunch and after that *4pm though 5 helpers* slept till 6pm before mom called for dinner gathering.. Packed Rinsed Combed Dressed and outta the house.. Had korean BBQ @ Pheonix Hotel..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Boring life of mine iszit it.. revoloving round the daily routine.. Haiz.. Oh i'm gonna be baptised next year.. somewhere near my Bday.. Thanks to Ms. Huang ShiYun who can't make it if i were to be Bap. in December.. anyway i dont think im ready yet either.. Mentally not ready.. March 2005 kinda good timing as i would have been prepared by then.. whatmore Li-li and ShiYun will be able to make it.. no reason they should be overseas huh ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh Sister planned for a  3 day trip to Bintan Resort... Suppose to be a relaxing trip there.. Purely to relax like mad cows... Heard it's kinda nice and quiet there.. Big Bungalow with own swimming po0l.. Facing the sea near the beach and trees all around.. BUT NO TV!! My my.. what am i to do there ? Swim for 24 hrs and turn charcoal black or SPA my life away ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cambridge Dinner in 2 days time yet here i am havent even gotton my dress and accessories.. No mood still.. really.. dont know what's wrong.. something's bothering me but i dont know what it is.. Haha... scary right ?!? Michelle wants to take pics with me.. VT urges me to go.. ShiYun too.. Li-li hopes i'll go and that nut case said something like i can stare at her throughout the dinner *oh pls.. my eyes would have been blinded* Haha..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Going out with ShiYun tmr afternoon to shop for her stuff for Cambridge.. Love going out..Finally mom nodded her head.. My mY looking forward to the outing.. Haiz what can i buy? Ah dio.. dunno lah.. having kinda bad tummy ache.. Not sure if i can go out tmr a not... let's see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Life's so boring after Os.. I WANNA GET BACK TO SCHOOL!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110165632812604212?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110165632812604212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110165632812604212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110165632812604212' title='Angel&apos;s Wings'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110157153250007023</id><published>2004-11-27T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T08:05:32.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Somwhere Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5 days came and gone ever since Os offically ended for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;However this 5 days seems so long ~        A minute = An hour       An hour = A day     A day = A year... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;IM CONTRIBUTING TO THE AGEING POPULATION OF SINGAPORE!!! how !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh no... this is bad.. i can feel my hair greying~ My skin wrinkling ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Woke up pretty early this morning that i didn't even had my breakfast.. Rushed outta house in fear of Auntie dumping her kids over for sis and i to babysit... Esther and Sylvia kinda quarelled and i was stucked in the middle... Esther didn't want Sylvia to shop with her nor wanted to talk to her So i was their mediator...I felt that when they quarelled.. Sis would be close to me but ditched me when they're OK terms again.. Spare tyre huh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Was late for Dental appointment and had to wait for nearly an hour... Changed my braces bands to snowy white... Ate @ Marchie's !! My favourite ~!  *hint hint* Had my beloved crepes! Yeap ate almost half of everything... bill came up to $70+...Attending Church Youth Outreach This afternoon... Bouhimia cheated my feelings by not turning up. Sat with Sarabelle Maggie Weimin and Justine... Outreach was slighty draggy but kinda strong message emphasized. Sarabelle had a headache and left early. Met Shannon and was chatting with her. Talked to daniel a bit too.. since it would be rude if i dont reply his Qs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Didn't feel happy after that.. dont know why.. im always happier with my friends then my family. Didn't like loud noisy.. irritates me.. Don't like people keep asking me Qs expecting me to answer.. Can't they just left me alone... I am listening just dont test me! hate it ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Told mom i might be suffering depression.. she said she could see that.. i was very moody for the past few days.. Very bad mood and throwing tantrums... Hardly smiling nor laughed. Didn't tell her i tear easily. She thinks that it's regarding JC that's why im worried. I dont know what's wrong. Im not excited abt Cambridge either.. something is really wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110157153250007023?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110157153250007023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110157153250007023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110157153250007023' title='Something Somwhere Someone'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110147651039678692</id><published>2004-11-26T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T05:41:50.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A smile so sham... A happiness so unwilling to act up</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haha this is the 3rd time im typing this as error always occur when im posting... irritated~ Hmm okie Yesterday after roaming round Singapore from NY to AC and back to bishan.. Tiresome day~! Walked so much that our heels ached and tummy growled. Took Neoprints with ShiYun and thanks to her dexterous fingers... i had a mouse whiskle thingie on my nose in one of those pics she designed! Thanks You Piglet... Haha after that crazy but enjoyable session... we went to Shibuya to get her her Cambridge gown. Glued to a biege coloured looking dress which was really pretty and attractive... To much surprise.. not much presuasion was needed to get her into the fitting room to try on the dress... After trying out several dresses of all different types and designs..haha still decided to get the one I'd chosen! *grins* Even I.. this bestfriend of hers.. have never seen her feminine side.. She was stunnning and alluring.. Sure to be in the limelight that night...Haha ~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This morning woke up really early just to visit my Grandpa's grave cause yesterday was his death anniversary and we didn't make it there as everyone was kinda packed... Shiver.. The wind blew as though there was no tomorrow~ I felt worse than when i was in China celebrating CNY last year... Sis slipped and fell and cried like a pig..Haha Dad was laughing @ her.. Bet it was because she said the wrong stuff.. I saw there were lots of weeds round my Grandma's grave so i asked :'' Po Po, why is it that the weeds surrounding your grave is so thick and lavish ?'' Esther *sis* answered '' Cause Po Po can't come out can clear it lah! '' Duh stupid answer.. Haha must be because of that stupid answer she fell.. i suppose.. Punishment from Po Po.. *grins* Haha she cried like a little kid who was throwing her tantrum... Haha okie later on met ShaYun at NY to apply for Language Elective Programme. Fast and swift the teachers are.. prodedure was done in 10mins time. Hopefully i''ll get into NY and ShiYun must get into NY too.. otherwise i'll be like a lost duck in the wilderness.. Why duck ? Whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Came home and was trying out gowns for the Cambridge.. Didn't even have mood to pick one.. Sis's gowns are just to big for me.. Ok fine i dont have anything to wear this time round.. So i suppose im not goin'. It's fine with me anyway cause i dont even feel like goin'. No gowns No shoes No bags... just paste some newspaper and go for that stupid Gala dinner lah! Whatmore waste time there... Haiz.. Not in good mood these days and I CAN"T EXPRESS IT.. otherwise grumpy mom and annoying sisters are goin to complain and nag about it again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How i wish to leave this place.. This house.. This dreadful area in my life.. I dont like being home.. I dont like it.. I wanna be elsewhere... doin things i like... Not a life lead by my mom.. Not a life that my sister threatens to slap ever now and then.. Not a life my dad scolds vulgarities at.. I dont wanna led such a negative life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I WANNA MAKE MY OUR DECISIONS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110147651039678692?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110147651039678692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110147651039678692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110147651039678692' title='A smile so sham... A happiness so unwilling to act up'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110147537301200980</id><published>2004-11-25T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T05:22:53.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~ Yesterday ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;25th of November~! What a day... Woke up early in the morning cause Sis and Mom went to pick Flying Dad home from the airport and i was suppose to get ready for meeting ShiYun @ 10am.. Haha didn't managed to get 40 more winks as Mom and Sis kinda noisy while dressing up and cause I was the one who woke my mom up. Got outta bed and started filling up the Language Elective Programme Application Form. Got scolded by my Menopause mom before i left home just because i forgot to put back the namecard booklet in her drawer and she said i was selfish *pls*... Finally reached ShiYun's bus stop @ 1030 and was on our way to NYJC. The 1st time *open house* we went... we overshot one bus stop... This time round we dropped of one bus stop early..Hehe and as usual that cranky woman was grumbling again~ *grins* Queue was kinda long and i repeated the whole procedure of apply just because the teacher won't say what i need in one go.. and i had to photocopy this and that ARGH... lastly, they wanted me to immediately go online and send in my application form for admission into JC.. placing NY as my 1st choice..*which was not want i wanted to* Left NY feeling kinda irritated and stupid.. Thankfully ShiYun was there with me and willingly *hopefully* went to AC with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey seemed everlasting.. The stops were long and our legs were aching... When we reached Buona Vista... we were to lazy to walk in hence hopped onto a cab which took us to Dover East. Haha the meter only jumped 50 cents. AC teacher *DEATH PENALTY* so rude and ungracious... Bluntly told me not to apply for AC. Chances very slim. Fine whatever.. Left AC in 5 mins time. Hehe can't blame us for being tired since we started running about at 1030... took a taxi back to MRT station and this time.. the meter didn't even jump.. *grins* ShiYun was laughing all the way.. didn't know which screw in that mind of hers was lousy.. SCREWS i meant..*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally stopped off @ Bishan..3+ and had our lunch.. Was telling her about the Raffles people gang moving into Bishan a sooner or later matter.. Haha see since RJC is moving next to RI.. &amp; RGS is moving over in a couple of years time.. RGPS will also move over *suppose*.. If the terrorist were to bomb Bishan.. Haha that's the end of Singapore's brainiest geniuses... Had to dragged her to take Neoprints.. we and our lambo stances..*grins* Thanks to her dexterous fingers... i had this mouse whiskles thingie right smack on my nose in one of those pics.. So evil right! What kinda bestfriend.. But still it was enjoyable~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha after that we walked round J8 looking for her Cambridge gown.. SHIYUN GOT A DRESS!! WORLD"S MOST SHOCKING NEWS!  Haha.. thanks to her friend here, which ShiYun believes the God created me just to test her femininity... Haha shopped with her round Shibuya and got glued to a beige coloured dress which i thought suited her prefectly. Didn't need much persuasion *to my surprise* to get that tomboy into the dressing room.. Haha noisy piglet in the cubicle.. Was so afraid she would tore the dress apart... After squeezing into a few womanly designed dress.. Decided to get the beige one i chose.. Too bad i was the only one there.. But never mind Vanessa T and gang will be seeing this gorgeous ''lady'' erhm haha in her dress on Cambridge night huh ? She looked to different.. Even I... her bestfriend had never seen her to charming and  charismatic before.. Stunning and alluring before.. She's actually quite pretty U know.. ? *grins* If she didn't want that gown, i would have bought it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha reached home at 5pm and was really dead tired... fell dead on the carpet and slept like a log! Haha.. Didn't really like being at home... Mom never seems to be please with anything i do.. Sis would threaten to slap me every now and then or point her PRECIOUS finger at me.. Being home is = jail.. Really felt like goin out camping elsewhere far from home... Mom being so protective won't allow me to go out.. unless with my Sis and Her.. but who on earth my age goes shopping for Cambridge with their Mom ? Not that i don't want.. Just that the feeling with friends.. it's more carefree and less tension!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends all getting so excited about Cambridge but here i am not feeling thrilled or even the slighty bothered about it. Bimbotic people doin facial mask manicure spa and whatever they can do just to make them feel ''pretty''. *faints* In reality, i dont' feel like goin at all.. No mood to attend even though im allocated to sit with a gang of good friends and whatmore ShiYun's gonna sit next to me. Mom's nagging and Sis's annoyance causes my interest in Cambridge to chip of bit by bit... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110147537301200980?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110147537301200980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110147537301200980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110147537301200980' title='~~ Yesterday ~~'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110131406031435710</id><published>2004-11-24T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T08:34:20.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracious~! </title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hahaha.. had JAE talk this morning thus met Changarara @ 730.. that piglet was walkin outta her estate so slowly that i had to get of the bus just to wait for her *fume* Hm we were debating if we should walk *since early* or take a bus* she's lazy* haha and eventually I WON! We walked and played and i only realised how dumb she is.. shared a joke is her last week... Noah's Ark... The animals went up the ark in pairs, only the worms went up in apples *pun* she didnt realise the irony in it.. pairs = pears! Gosh wat a best friend... Nearly conked her brain cells out upon a tree! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hm was super duper early.. met Huiwen (Head prefect) and was making a fo0l of ourselves..haha Didn't know she was that crazy and fun~! Okie at least she said i was fun to be with too *grins* Hm had the long boring monotone talk but Big Yellow Principal Lee... Haha was nearly dozing off.. after 10 mins she said '' Now my 2nd point." Jaws dropped when i heard that.. i thought she was already at her 3rd and final point... Had the Cambridge talk after that by Thurai *which i missed due to application for LEP* haha.. Then Shiyun had her GROOMING CLASS.. which was super lame cause i sat in to brainwash that girl to pontang...*grins* Lucky i left the hall in time, the speaker asked for a dancer.. a ballerina *gosh* haha Smuggled Shiyun and MeiHui's bags out 1st... That faithfull Guzheng pres. made me wait for her while she helps to pack the Guzheng stuff...hm after that lunch @ Mcs!!! Hahah was havin a Chilli sauce fight there... swishing swashing chilli and ketchup at her! Haha.. should have video taped that scene down.. she looked to helpless ~ *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Came home rot and decomposed... Haha Sheryl called to inform me that im suppose to plan for AWANA hike-camp... Okie that blur sotong Mr. Tan Thick Skin was suppose to be i/c.. but something went wrong and now im suppose to plan.. Haha he's nuts man~! Skin so thick... keep thinking he's cute *even titus agress* Phoned him and was on the verge of fainting due to his *puke* ya ya U know what i mean...hehe nice fella but SUPER LAME...haha okie Just completed my appeal letters for JCs... Brandy was coughing very badly this day.. kinda worried for him... He's old and ailing~ Wishing my doggie snowball HEALTH!!! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110131406031435710?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110131406031435710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110131406031435710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110131406031435710' title='Gracious~! '/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110122621957828845</id><published>2004-11-23T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T08:10:19.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO-DO list~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISSIONS TO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;COMPLETE BEFORE JANUARY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1st~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Clean up Pigsty * Mission Completed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Learn Flower-arrangement * So to service in Church ! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Take up Ballet again~! Hopefully @ Singapore Ballet Association *pointe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Get a job ..gain experience * Oh extra pocket money!! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Regain my Guitar skills * Kinda forgot majority of my once-own skills*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Play different types of Piano pieces *prefer Romantic / Classical / New Age *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Attend Gu-Zheng lessons * Mom agreed !!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Change my closet * hopefully Dad's sponsering*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Design my fish tank!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Regular exerise * maybe 2 days a week ? Is that sufficient ?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Watch movies !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Spotlight !!! IKEA !!! Die-die must GO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Going out with Li-li to Bugis (havoc) Shop &amp; Eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dragging ShiYun out to shop for clothes...Shop &amp;amp; Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do up the Christmas tree @ home!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Arrange badminton session with Church mates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Enrichment courses....*yawns* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Get started on JC 1 subjects.....*anything i suppose*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things to shop for~! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;New school bag and S-shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;New Scores *piano*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A GU-ZHENG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;CYN clothes * NO RED PLS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Baptism outift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Furniture for my BRAND NEW ROOM~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Pets...terrapins...fishes...birds....* OH the opening of Cactus Zoo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Notebooks and stationeries from POPULAR~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hair accessories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Curtains and dividers *dangling type*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jackets!!! * hate the coldness in lecture halls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110122621957828845?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110122621957828845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110122621957828845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110122621957828845' title='TO-DO list~!!!'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110122505519919047</id><published>2004-11-23T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T07:50:55.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decomposed -- Bones </title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;OoHoHO i clean up my pigsty today~! Spent the whole morning clearing stuffing wiping dusting swabbing * can't think of any other words~* Guess what? The pile of waste paper accumulated, heights up to nearly 1m tall... measuring with my hip. Unbelievable right? Yeap and layer of dirt and dust as thick as Rhino's skin..hehe..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Retrieved old letters.. lost pens and pencils... childhood sticker book... box of stamps... many other interesting stuffs...hehe.. Currently as Mom promised to renovate my room, shifted all my junks onto my window-balcony... Oh i have yet to draw out my plan~! Hmm done mission no.1 - Completed~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hung online quite a few times today... Thresh a portion of stuff out with ShiYun~ Played with crazy noisy Brandy *dog* haha made him do crazy stunts... Watched 'Heal and Be Healed' PROMOTING THE SERIES~! Oh just love the theme song and the main actor~! Hahaha the storyline = sweet. Hm festered in front of the TV for 2 hrs..haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and currently back to ONLINE~! *grins* was talking to Li-li on the phone just now~! That piglet needs to work urgently.. seems to be kinda financial tight there.. Ok gotta check up @ my uncle's clinic whether he needs clumsy administrators and insane nurses like us. Haha she got my Christmas pressie from Heartland today~! So&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;secretative.. dont want give more obvious hints.. Not something that i can eat nor something that i can wear... What's that? Book? Haha yeap that reminds me that it's time to start making Christmas presents and cards. Hmm i love to make handicrafts... original and creative~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JAE talk tomorrow morning @ 830am~! Haiz wondering where i should go ? It's between ACJC and NYJC or SAJC*~~ Shiver hopefully my actual Os result can get me into better JCs but i dont wanna go somewhere i dont know anybody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110122505519919047?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110122505519919047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110122505519919047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110122505519919047' title='Decomposed -- Bones '/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110113981129473458</id><published>2004-11-22T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T08:10:11.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmm i shall start with the happy happenings of the day 1st..... 1stly, can U believe it that the BIG FAT Os examination are over~! Unbelievable... time flies in the speed of a bolt og lightning strike. After 21 days of crazy mad insane war with papers and pens, my victorious army *brain cells* conquered the enemies *of different 'races'* Haha Yeap and Mom ordered pizza for me. Had always wanted to eat when i visit Compass but ShiYun hates it. Mom said something that got me all excited~ Renovation -- MY ROOM~! She said '' Dear, U're 16! U're room looks like one that belongs to a 6-year-old little girl~'' Okie though my room may look like a kiddie's playpen... BUT I STILL LIKE IT THE WAY IT IS~! Anyway... buzy drawing the layout and furniture I wanna display in my 'new' room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MY NEW BEDROOM~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dividing my current bedroom into 2. Extending my room further outwards to level up with my Sis's room balcony extention..* So i can have a miniature one where i'm gonna house all my beloved pets* Okie the further 1/2 will be my Study area and the 1/2 closer to the corridor = my bedroom. The entire room will be divided by translucent curtain with this unique design i like. Hm... I like cosy little bedrooms, with a paper lamp by the bedside. Oh upon entering my room, there will be this spot-lighted glass cabinet with a rotating stand on the shelf where i'll place my Ballet pointe *16th Bday gift from Li-li and others* on top... it's gonna look gorgeous. Haha Yeap and maybe i'll have a build-in fish tank in one of those walls *love those ideas seen on TV* -grins- Okie shall have a small readin' corner by the side with a furry carpet and pillows... I'll paint my ceiling black and decorate it with glittery glowing stars..clouds...and perhaps sheep! A window above my bed and a wall lamp on the wall next to my bed... Oh i must have potted green plants * in a row * running along the window plane.. that's gonna be pretty.. Basically the furniture will focus on white...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;MY NEW STUDY ROOM~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Have 2 windows out of 3 walls... i'll have potted green plants along the window planes and maybe a couple of fighting fishes~ Hmm a long study table that stretches across and touches the opposite walls. A table lamp on each end. Neat shelves and columns of drawers that stretches across my study table. Simple and Spacious *important to me* Haha... Yeap and my own computer at the corner..OH a stereo set too!!! Maybe a nut-cased swing suspended from the ceiling *love it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BALCONY~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;That's where i'm gonna house all my pets. My sis promised to get me love birds after my Os *which is now* hehe.. 2 pairs and my dad's sponsoring for the cage. My mom promised to get me terrapins * but it's 50% only cause she thinks that it's shit is poisonous like of a pegeon's~*.. Yeap and a corner specially dedicated for my column of fish tanks~! Blocking out the sunlight... a wooden blind made of Japanese Bamboo~! Hm.. and maybe a few more potted plants...suspended from the ceiling and of course not missing out my seashell wind chime... In addition, a small table with 2 stools~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okie dokie that's all for my room dreamland~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now, the unhappy part...Hmm it's the last day of Os and suppose everyone is out with their bestfriends celebrating it... Here i am all alone feeling so forlorn and lonely. Li-li didnt wanna come out for breakfast cause she over spent @ outing with clique on Friday... ShiYun and I a little misunderstanding and was off with Jas elsewhere. Fine went home alone with Desiree and Yun Man. DW kept talking about BGR stuff... didn't really pay attention as i can't focus. Inner conflict im not able to overcome this barrier. Left alone to continue my journey home, i broke down and cried [Feeling so hurt and unwanted]~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Came home @ 1010 and started rottin' till now~! Either watchin TV or in front of the computer doin' rubbish info research. Thinking of tmr... not another dready boring day!~ Time really flies during Os period. 3 weeks seems comparable to usual 1 week... unbelievable right ? *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Li-li didn't even call me today~! Unless i ask her the day before ''Are U callin tmr ?'' Then will she do so~! ShiYun called but i was busy. When i called back she was in the cinema thus said she'll call back. Till 1050 have i yet to receive her call hence phoned her. Tranquility --- She hung up on me later. Shocked and sad i only realised how stupid i was. Really sad-- sobbing away in the kitchen. I don't know what's wrong. First it was the cold shoulder, i thought she was angry. Then she told VT she was not or whatsoever and voiced that something's wrong with me. After being my bestfriend for 2 years she should know that i'm very sensitive to others' body language and attitude towards me~! Everyone was out only me.......... What a gloomy Princess can i be~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110113981129473458?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110113981129473458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110113981129473458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110113981129473458' title=''/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110096379837847918</id><published>2004-11-21T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T07:16:38.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Part of Me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;She's angry I don't know Why.....&lt;br /&gt;Claiming it's nattering liability&lt;br /&gt;But i don't agree~&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting others to flout her presence&lt;br /&gt;Yet not able to shoot the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so clownish and stupid&lt;br /&gt;She chews the fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unwillingly Forced Obligated&lt;br /&gt;To talk converse chat and natter&lt;br /&gt;Just so to please the other party&lt;br /&gt;But if so unenthusiastic&lt;br /&gt;Why go against your own will ?&lt;br /&gt;Just tell the individual you need some space&lt;br /&gt;For i believe the friend understands&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;She enjoys the tranquility of her environment &lt;br /&gt;She comprehend not&lt;br /&gt;Why can't others just accomodate compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling miserable cheerless poignant&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing why the cold shoulder&lt;br /&gt;The misty specs barricade the vision once clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share your owes&lt;br /&gt;Allot your pain&lt;br /&gt;My listening ears are always prepared&lt;br /&gt;Express your anger&lt;br /&gt;Articulate your wretchedness&lt;br /&gt;My soul stands by your side&lt;br /&gt;To buttress and brace you on the race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling empty and drained&lt;br /&gt;Neglected and Ignored&lt;br /&gt;Music without sound&lt;br /&gt;Breeze without wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if it's me that you're fumin with&lt;br /&gt; tell me so&lt;br /&gt; didn't call U cause fear a silent reply&lt;br /&gt; Your diary impairs my soul *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110096379837847918?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110096379837847918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110096379837847918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110096379837847918' title='~Part of Me~'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110110718115522638</id><published>2004-11-21T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T23:06:21.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Sunday *erhm*</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gosh what a nice long sleep i had even since the kids went home with their mom. Okie was havin my Princess dream when Sleepy Maggie called HP to wake me up.. didn't really work girl if you're reading haha.. Y ? Cause i went back to sleep haha.. Dressed up and primed for church.. left house 15 mins earlier than usual but crazy SBS bus driver must have driven to australia then back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;.. took 15mins to arrive.. didn't bother to wait otherwise Maggie would murder me thus hailed a cab down to Bishan. Hmm then @ YD we were sharing what we wanna thank God or a prayer request. Had lots of funny expression and kept goin off track. Janice Michelle added humour in and the ball got rolling as laughter filled the room every 5-10 mins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Okie morning service was a bit draggy and i couldn't focus. Kept looking elsewhere and daydreaming of after Os life.... Haha okie that sweet robber Titus asked for sweets again.. Hmm maybe i'll be a sweet fairy in the future that's why God granted me the never ending supply of sweets candies and lollipops ...*grins* OKie anyway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;passed them a bag.. OH i should have video-taped down the expression on his face when he consumed the 'warheads' sweet... haha his messed up face Haha bet he had a hard time quelling that crazy sweet huh.. *o0ps forgot to tell you it's WARHEADS* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hm after service was roaming from the fellowship hall.. playing with SaraB Justine Maggie Eleanor Christl Dawn and gang... hehe... Exchanged scores with SaraB.. returned book to Mother Theresa ah dio and that never-stop-suaning Daniel was out to pissed me off again.. calling my names and ma-lu-ating me.. Hm.. A little confusion over who's gonna plan AWANA camp cause limpin' Andrew *torn his leg ligament* thought Joey was doin' so but JoJo said she's not in-charge.. okie that Blur Sotong~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stopped by Corrine and was invited for YF outreach... I suppose im goin' since Maggie wants accompany and Justine SaraB invited me along too~! Yeap... Entered car realised Mom was sobbing.. Mr. Simon HO and his mouth again~! Haiz must have said something wrong... The only wise words coming out from his mouth.. something about soccer betting * I HATE PEOPLE WHO BETS* haha.. what a father~! Upon reaching home, made sure mom went to bed and dad does his own stuff so WW3 will not erupt... Hm Yea Sisters comin' home soon~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;However still as moody as yesterday.. wasn't any happier but sadder... nearly broke down to cry several time.. i can't leap over this hurdle~ Unless everything is back to normal. I pray to God... praying in His name that i may gain comfort in his presence and know that even if the world walks out on me, He is still there for me. That even if i don't have a close soul and best friend, He's there. I know He is there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110110718115522638?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110110718115522638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110110718115522638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110110718115522638' title='Beautiful Sunday *erhm*'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110110607563411223</id><published>2004-11-21T21:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T22:47:55.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'> :: My God :: My comforter ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gosh what a nice long sleep i had even since the kids went home with their mom. Okie was havin my Princess dream when Sleepy Maggie called HP to wake me up.. didn't really work girl if you're reading haha.. Y ? Cause i went back to sleep haha.. Dressed up and primed for church.. left house 15 mins earlier than usual but crazy SBS bus driver must have driven to australia then back.. took 15mins to arrive.. didn't bother to wait otherwise Maggie would murder me thus hailed a cab down to Bishan. Hmm then @ YD we were sharing what we wanna thank God or a prayer request. Had lots of funny expression and kept goin off track. Janice Michelle added humour in and the ball got rolling as laughter filled the room every 5-10 mins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Okie morning service was a bit draggy and i couldn't focus. Kept looking elsewhere and daydreaming of after Os life.... Haha okie that sweet robber Titus asked for sweets again.. Hmm maybe i'll be a sweet fairy in the future that's why God granted me the never ending supply of sweets candies and lollipops ...*grins* OKie anyway passed them a bag.. OH i should have video-taped down the expression on his face when he consumed the 'warheads' sweet... haha his messed up face Haha bet he had a hard time quelling that crazy sweet huh.. *o0ps forgot to tell you it's WARHEADS*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hm after service was roaming from the fellowship hall.. playing with SaraB Justine Maggie Eleanor Christl Dawn and gang... hehe... Exchanged scores with SaraB.. returned book to Mother Theresa ah dio and that never-stop-suaning Daniel was out to pissed me off again.. calling my names and ma-lu-ating me.. Hm.. A little confusion over who's gonna plan AWANA camp cause limpin' Andrew *torn his leg ligament* thought Joey was doin' so but JoJo said she's not in-charge.. okie that Blur Sotong~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stopped by Corrine and was invited for YF outreach... I suppose im goin' since Maggie wants accompany and Justine SaraB invited me along too~! Yeap... Entered car realised Mom was sobbing.. Mr. Simon HO and his mouth again~! Haiz must have said something wrong... The only wise words coming out from his mouth.. something about soccer betting * I HATE PEOPLE WHO BETS* haha.. what a father~! Upon reaching home, made sure mom went to bed and dad does his own stuff so WW3 will not erupt... Hm Yea Sisters comin' home soon~ However still as moody as yesterday.. wasn't any happier but sadder... nearly broke down to cry several time.. i can't leap over this hurdle~ Unless everything is back to normal. I pray to God... praying in His name that i may gain comfort in his presence and know that even if the world walks out on me, He is still there for me. That even if i don't have a close soul and best friend, He's there. I know He is there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110110607563411223?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110110607563411223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110110607563411223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_21_archive.html#110110607563411223' title=' :: My God :: My comforter ::'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110110622984847268</id><published>2004-11-20T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T22:50:29.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGHTMARES of my Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;OH MY MAMA MIA~! I'm goin' bonkers... in my yesterday yesterday's dairy i stated that my cousins are adorable right ? okie i hereby declare...THEY ARE NIGHTMARES OF MY LIFE!!~ I don't wanna get married...I don't want to get pregnant and be such a obstruction nor undergoin' the pain of giving birth... i don't wanna have kids !!!Im goin' crazy just looking after my 3 younger cousins... Okie let's not talk about yesterday.. just today's update and U people will pity me... These kids are really EARLY BRIDS. They wake up @ 5am every morning without fail. Okie since they've nothing better to do, they'll just stay in my room.. bounce jump and cause turbulence...Okie since i sleep only @ 1am daily.. fine i suffer from lack of sleep.. GOSH* my eye bags are sagging heavily. Hm okie so all i can do is rest in bed physically... THIS IS INDIRECT ABUSEMENT~! Hm fine Dan loves to open the room door and ''whisper'' OH MIN MIN JIE JIE IS STILL SLEEPING his voice rings like thunder. Wonder was that on purpose a not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;*hmm* Okie then i had to entertain those little brats so i was havin' a hard time in front of my dearest piano.. trying to play tunes of children songs like '' Mary had a little lamb'' ''Twinkle Star'' and blah blah blah.. okie fine i gave up on music so i went on kitchen stuff.. making Jelly~! Trouble-makers~! End up doin' it with my maid and clearin' up the mess. Fine the only thing left i havent done was to TUITION them~! haha.. okie evil i am.. i gave them difficult maths problem.. For the P2 kiddie.. hm i tested him on translation of language.. Crazy maths and siao El.. for the K2 child.. i gave him spelling and 2 digit subtraction addition and division..*hehe* Okie the 2-years-old one.. just left him alone screaming and running nowhere.. OH i tell the only peaceful time where i can hear my own breathing.. when they're asleep *but short term* haiz~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Was complaining to Li-li over the phone in the afternoon.. I DONT" EVEN HAVE TIME TO REST AND CHIT CHAT!!! That was how bad it was to look after 3 kids.. and those 3 nuts love to run in 3 different directions.. Who should i run after ? I jus sat on the stairs and daydream till my maid comes and shouts '' MIN MIN WHERE ARE THEY ? WHAT YOU DOIN" HERE ?'' All i did was silence protest... stared and shook my almost rollin off head.. They are really HYPER~! I can't take it anymore..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I'm feelin so Old and Haggard now after taking care of them.. My parents should thank God that after this day... I'm still alive and kicking ~ Praise the Lord!!!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110110622984847268?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110110622984847268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110110622984847268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110110622984847268' title='NIGHTMARES of my Life'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110084624522932374</id><published>2004-11-18T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T22:37:25.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything I do</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Most horrendous incorrigible horrible Additional Maths Paper 2 this morning. Hm kinda stress up towards the end of the paper and forgot all my formulas. Calculated the amount of marks I have lost due to carelessness and those I didnt know how to do... Accumulated amount of min. 15 okie there goes my A Hopefully Paper 1 will pull the 1.overall result for Additional Maths up. After that major paper, together with VT Jas and ShiYun, we headed for Compass Point. Hmm a bit of inner conflict there left for home as clock strike 12+. Reached home at 12:30+ and was rottin away till Li-li called which lasted for 1.5 hrsâ€¦ haha we were crappin away kinda interestin conversation that we laughed like nut-case patients and spoke with an Indian accent Haha.. and was debating who should call the other party tmr.mom then came home at about 6 and that was when my day turned even worse. The sky was actually only overcast but later tropical storms came by. She was scoldin me for watchin TV and not studyin for my next paper, which is NEXT WEEK!~ I really think shes undergoin Menopause.. Thats scary.. Her mood swings are very serious Not that she cries or laughs but she scolds and screams at ME.*only* Younger cousins( Samuel and Daniel) came over to stay for the weekend.. super adorable and clownish Haha just now Dan wanted to use the loo to bake his chocolate cake. Sam came out of the room to look for me. I switched on the toilet lights for Dan and even before I turn away, his pants *big* dropped to the ground [ ouch! My eyeballs~] Haha so embarrassing and as we * Sam and I* stood outside the toilet waiting, that little rascal was telling me all of Dans baking chocolate cakes stories.. Kinda funny to hear it from a young kid! Hm.. yeap just tucked them into bed again. Hm Li-li will be endin her Os tmr officially and for me.. Monday~! Haiz Countin down to Christmas *OH juz love Christmas* Haha those out there listen up.. GET ME A CHRISTMAS PRESENT OKIE?!?! *Grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110084624522932374?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110084624522932374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110084624522932374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110084624522932374' title='Everything I do'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110110684570674799</id><published>2004-11-17T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T23:00:45.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodbridge Has Accepted Me~! </title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hmm... Presently listenin' to one nice funky song ''Falling For You'' by BUSTED... Kinda catchy tune Hmm completed my Pure Geography P2 this morning Was kinda easy but *spanks myself* I ACTUALLY WASTED 10 MINS DAYDREAMIN haha.. bet U guys can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;believe Eleanor day-dreaming right ?!? Hm must be Li-li's contagious day-dreaming disease and Shiyun's decomposing bacteria that engulfed my brain cells and hormones During collection of examination scripts, there was a little commotion, which wasted 15 mins of my precious time!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Haha Desiree and Li Qi wanted my life this morning on the way home Typical girl Desiree was *sigh* at the sight of a tiny tiger fly and she was shrieking at the top of her voice.. okie not tell me what that â turmoil was all about she tugged at my sleeve first then lugged my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;towards her [ there was the bar between us] and guess what *BANG* yeap she caused my hurtle into the bar support.. my back bumped * into the protudin' part of the bar support.. ouch~! Thank God, my head's still attached...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have 2 more papers to go man~ *shrugs* Yeap officially brain shut tmr after A Maths Yeap planning to hang out at Compass Point with ShiYun for a while before heading to my cell-jail *home* *smirks* Was watching Charmed just now.. haha it was corny.. the headless horseman~! Overall satisfying. Okie I think im goin crazy over the song.. haha has been listening to it for nearly 10 times since I switched on the computer~! Hm.. I'm quite pleased with myself *pat on the sho&lt;/span&gt;ulder* has been doin QT for the pass one week kinda getting in into my daily routine. That's what God wants us to do. *smile* Actually I really wish my Best friend ShiYun and Adorable father Mr. Hohoho would go to church and eventually accept Christ I believe that's gonna be the most comforting mania for me in my life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yeap Cambridge night haven got a gown yet will just throw on something in my wardrobe.. hopefully formal enough.. paint my face with multi-coloured lipsticks and flour-ish my cheeks with pink powder *blusher* and maybe be like learn the Jap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Horror movies.. THICK MARSCARA~! Haha. Okie I think I'll look like a vampire that night.. hm.. what about left sock green and right sock red~! Haha.. I should be employed as a circus clown! rolls onto the floor haha..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Was visiting ShiYun's blog just that oH if you people haven't seen the destruction done by a passing typhoon go view her blog. There's 2 MEGA pictures of her study table A Maths.. I see all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;formulae and numbers dancin round my head. Hm.. okie QT time.. Oh I've made a card for my 2 BEST FRIENDS!! ShiYun and Li-li.. very pretty and nice. Hope U 2 honeycomb likes it haha.*shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110110684570674799?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110110684570674799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110110684570674799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110110684570674799' title='Woodbridge Has Accepted Me~! '/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110066680936893419</id><published>2004-11-17T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T20:52:28.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--Astrology---</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="8e257807"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Daily Overview for November 16, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2004 Provided by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrology.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;www.Astrology.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quickie:This obligation is unavoidable, so stop trying to dodge the bullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Overview:The turmoil and drama of recent events will fade, and your life will suddenly be grounded, stable and secure. There. Now take a deep breath, pat yourself on the back and allow yourself to enjoy what you've accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Daily Singles:Everywhere you turn people will like you and want to hear what you have to say. Now's the time to make your move, no matter how nervous you are.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You spin slowly and steadily into the year, with your romantic resolutions combining dreams with pragmatism. When you decided what your goals were, you were careful to include only those things you knew how to get. The best way to get started is to talk, whether it's a long conversation with your sweetheart or getting up the courage to approach your crush. Singles should demand attention from those they desire -- don't be a shrinking violet. Keep the spotlight on you and light up your own life by steadily pursuing your desires. If you're ready to take a backseat around May 15th, it's a good time to do it. Singles are craving commitment, but don't dive into a less than ideal relationship to satisfy the urge. By the 21st, energies are flowing smoothly and you see your way into a happier state. July is sweet and romantic, filled with a surprising gentleness and comforting sensitivity. Prepare for a heavy scene in August that may pull you away from your lover. September 2nd brings a refreshing breeze that blows away any lingering anger or hurt feelings. Your sweetie may have plenty to get off their chest: Listen, learn and cooperate as well as you can. Halloween should start the social season off with a roar, and singles should expect romance from a surprising, exotic sector. Let others plan the big holiday events while you sit back and hold hands with your honey. The last weeks of the year contain more beginnings than endings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dragon Overview &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You'll have the will to succeed in all that you'll undertake this year, but you'll probably have difficulty distinguishing between what's achievable and what's inaccessible. Try to wait for the strategic moment to act and don't bulldoze obstacles. Measure out the right amounts of enthusiasm and obstinacy to avoid failures and disappointments. With this being said, the stars will motivate you and offer you unfailing luck. The planets in harmony with your sign will also help you to fulfill all your wishes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110066680936893419?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110066680936893419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110066680936893419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110066680936893419' title='--Astrology---'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110061513452847213</id><published>2004-11-16T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T06:26:52.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oOOsoSP~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hm… okie a LONG dreadful day… Hm woke up kinda late and realized dad has already left for work… Haha that’s because the war between USA *him* and IRAQ *me* was still on… With no &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;one to joke about in the morning, he have nothing better to do I suppose *Aw* ... ISRAEL *mom* and IRAQ *me* also in the midst of war… thus the atmosphere was kinda solemn at home&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;currently. I am livin’ with a mother who is going through Menopause and a father who’s undergoin’ Andopause. Who bad can livin’ with anyone else be ? *sighs* haha after all not that bad though!~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thank God for my cute-fied dad who’s kinda adorable.. though I’m the one throwing my tantrum about.. he coax me even when I’m in the wrong… haha cute right ? Hm.. rot in my seat in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;afternoon tryin’ to memories my Geography notes but it seems as though it’s goin’ in and comin’ out. Hm… after that had a long chat with long-lost pal Stephanie on the phone… haha was talkin’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;about whether I should disclose all her written letters to &lt;strong&gt;M.T.&lt;/strong&gt; haiz.. which she don’t allow me to reveal.. may &lt;strong&gt;Mother Theresa&lt;/strong&gt; be consoled by Stephanie’s meekness. Yeap then I watched TV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;since 7 till 8:30… oh I must promote the 8 pm ‘HEAL AND BE HEALED’ Channel U series show… it’s about doctors whom themselves suffer from either mentally or physically illness. The guy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Guang Yu* though looks nerd and blur but HE’S CUTE..haha.. oh did I tell you I’m crushin’ lots of people these days? Haha.. Hm… JOSH GROBAN *squeaks* MAKSIM MRVICA *Shrieks* oh did&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i add MR THOMSON!!! hahaha.. that adorable teacher who teaches Physics..haha can never forget that 1960s outfit he wore to perform during Youth Day.. haha so COOL~! Okie off track...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;back to my dreadful day schedule.. hm.. yeap OH I HAD SO MUCH TIME that i wrote ShiYun and Li-li each a 3-4 page long testpad length letter.. hm.. longest ever letter i've wrote i think... *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110061513452847213?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110061513452847213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110061513452847213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110061513452847213' title='oOOsoSP~!'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110061397215070140</id><published>2004-11-16T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T20:09:50.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~ My Prince Charming ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;0Oh0oH…I had a dream the night before~ It was very ‘saccharine’. Hmm… I cannot remember &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;what I was doin’ on the MRT but I was on my way home I suppose.. It looked like Yio Chu Kang &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;MRT station *hehe* Hm.. it started with me and this guy in the train, talkin’ about hogwash and &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;laughin’ away. Then the train door opened and we were suppose to get off when suddenly he &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;embraced my hand as we got off. Hmm I thought it was nice of him to ‘help’ the princess of the train &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;* What a gentleman* haha.. After we alight, I tried to withdraw my hand from his but he held onto&lt;/span&gt; my hand firmly and smiled at me. The weird thing was I saw that genuine smile but NOT THE&lt;/span&gt; FACE~! * Hmm suppose I understood his meaning thus did not struggle. I reminisced the warm&lt;/span&gt; big hands that held mine. After that, we walked towards the escalator * I recognized the dustbin =&lt;/span&gt; YCK station.. What an biting wit…*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110061397215070140?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110061397215070140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110061397215070140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110061397215070140' title='~~ My Prince Charming ~~'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110052536903347319</id><published>2004-11-15T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T05:33:23.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimonial for my Beloved Best Friends~! 04' </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-- Huang Shiyun --&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Haha…this best friend of mine *hmm* She owns this super lime green shorts that she adores like crazy. Whenever she wears it, she would show it to me. HAHA… so proud of her lime green&lt;/span&gt; shorts! Sometimes I know she is wearing that shorts even before she tells. Why ? Cause this little girl never sits properly like a girl…always so “bengish” wonder if she was supposedly to be born as &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;a boy *wonders* Haha should have taken a photo of her practicing on the Guzheng… she sits just like the collies at lunch during the 1960s… with one leg on the bench and the other left dangling in&lt;/span&gt; the air. (L”) She’s one dreamin’ queen whom just loves to sit around and decompose~! Saprophytes work hand in hand with her. She’s so immersed in a computer game these days.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;something about structuring military possessions and training her little army who always ends up bombing themselves. Hehe AH she’s only big TARZAN aficionado~! Draws little Tarzans all over&lt;/span&gt; my letter haha and her Tarzan has got no fuzz! Hehe.. she thinks Tarzan is Co0l and handsome *oh pls… I think Mr. Thomson is cuter muahaha* Hmm both of us are fanatical about cows. *mo0 Mo0* &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hm.. Okie fine being serious, She is one nice person * ARE YOU SURE ELEANOR ?!? bo-ink* yeap yeap… she’s always there for me.. one whom you can enjoy times of fun and laughter &amp;amp; the&lt;/span&gt; quiet times when you just need her presences. She’s a silent killer.. haha she don’t have to move any of her limbs just a STARE from her and you’ll faint effectively~ haha… She’s only ‘’BO CHAP’’ &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;person… ya that I can support with the fact that she throws vegetables out of her window not caring who it might hit~! Haha.. she dumps mushrooms out… and carrots cucumber celery e.i. ooHoHO I&lt;/span&gt; forgot to add… she’s mentally sick~! She 100% dirty minded and psycho.. haha EVIL GIRL… she wrote in my letter that if I were to die before her, she would dance naked at Orchard Rd celebrating &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my death~! Hm.. by then you’ll be old.. who would bother to look @ U? hah… Thank God we should be in the same JC and class next year 05… otherwise I’ll be really sad when both best friends&lt;/span&gt; won’t be with me. Will miss U ONLY for 1 month while you’re away in China huh ? hehe… Okie long enough… but there’s more to this mysterious friend~! Love you dearest!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;-- Chang Li-Li --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oHOOHo this Bubble Tea pal o0O *pop*… Hmm.. though knowing U for only 2 years *cause U &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;didn’t know I exist in choir when sec 2!!! How could U!* we are like old time buddies… She’s one wire mesh.. worse than me~! Haha cause I called her wire mesh.. she addresses me as banana&lt;/span&gt; split! Haha I remember the first time I noticed her in Choir… I was so afraid of her… she looked so solemn and ferocious… with that hairdo that’s so still.. and that pair of glasses that made her look &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so “ Don’t mess with me” hehe… Evokin’ those fun times we had together.. especially during 03’s Music camp where our friendship blossomed rapidly… haha remember the time where only the&lt;/span&gt; Sec 3s *we* were in the room and I was dancing madly away on the sleepin’ bags where I skid and tumble ?!? Haha you said I looked as though I was cryin and laughin @ the same time * I WAS* &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;haha… and after that not even a day before I had a HUGE PURPLISH BRUISE on my knee which you never fails to chafe them when I ignore you.. You evil girl! OUCH recalling those scenes.. my&lt;/span&gt; poor knee cap! Hmm both became PL Choir Pianist 2004 haha but we twosome kinda didn’t do anything cause this bull-DOZER was Sop 2 Sectional leader and had to lead sectionals while I was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;busy instructing and planning other events. Haha most of the time we quarrel over stupid topics… like who said what and who did what! Hehe.. a comical pair in Choir. Haha just love to play with her&lt;/span&gt; hair. Make it stand and it won’t fall. Haha… She’s known for Hearing impair and I’m known for the PHD one.. talkin’ to her is = wantin’ my life.. sometimes I’ll have to repeat myself 4 times before &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she hears me. One green piglet that murdered my air-plant and didn’t dare to tell me…haha OoHoHO I planned her 16th Birthday party this year… though a little hectic and perplexity bet it was&lt;/span&gt; pretty fun huh ? haha.. She’s one corrupted prefect. Never does her duties *if not obligatory* during Chapel services and other craps~! Haha.. she daydream @ least 15 hrs per day and DON’T &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BATH IN THE MORNING!~ muahaha… she’s one dirty puffer fish I can smell from a distance of 5km. Hehe… Oh, she loves to enlarge her nostrils~! Haha.. just love to infuriate her to entertain&lt;/span&gt; myself with those BIG nostrils~! Haha.. when in a hurry she runs like a stick insect… her body lowered to a certain height = straight, while only her legs move.. haha can you imagine that ?!? &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Super hilarious! She suffers from ‘O’s blues recently and is ALWAYS lookin’ forward to holidays and festivals~! Christmas she’s dreamin’ about now. Hm gonna miss U dearie next year *suppose&lt;/span&gt; we’ll be parting* can’t bear to segregate! Hang up my farewell gift to you k?! Love U WIREMESH~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110052536903347319?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110052536903347319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110052536903347319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110052536903347319' title='Testimonial for my Beloved Best Friends~! 04&apos; '/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110044467679887953</id><published>2004-11-14T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T07:09:05.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I ask the question,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"My Lord, is this your will?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's then I hear you answer me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"My Precious Child...be still."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I feel frustrated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;cause I think I know what's best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's then I hear you say to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"My Busy Child...just rest!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I feel so lonely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;andI think I'd like a mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Your still small voice gets oh so clear and says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"My Child...please wait!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I know the plans I have for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the wondrous things you'll see;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you can just be patient,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Child,and put your trust in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've plans to draw you closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've plans to help you grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There's much I do you cannot see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and much you do not know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But know this, Child...I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You are Precious unto Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I formed you in the womb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I planned your destiny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've something very special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope for you to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The gifts I wish to give to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;are gifts you cannot earn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;They come without a price tag,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but not without a cost; at Calvary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I gave My Son, so You would not be lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rest Child, and do not grow weary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;of doing what is good.I promise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll come back for youjust like I said I would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Your name is written on my palm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I never could forget; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Therefore,do not be discouraged &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;when my answer is..."Not Yet!"&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/9097254-110044467679887953?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110044467679887953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110044467679887953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110044467679887953' title=''/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110044443258179070</id><published>2004-11-14T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T07:08:39.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hear Our Praises&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;May our homes be filled with dancing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;May our streets be filled with joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;May injustice bow to Jesus,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As the people turn and pray&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;From the mountain, to the valley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hear our praises, rise to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;From the heavens, to the nations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hear our singing, fill the air.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;May our light shine in the darkness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As we walk before the cross.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;May Your glory fill the whole earth,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As the water o’er the seas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110044443258179070?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110044443258179070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110044443258179070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110044443258179070' title=''/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110044397078526751</id><published>2004-11-14T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T06:54:19.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Clouds Floating By My Princess* Kingdom~! </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ohoHoho Princess is BACK~! okie bet you guys miss me right ? *grins* Hm.. hehe &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bet Magdalene wanted to murder me this morning cause i promised to meet her @ &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;9am for YD but called her @ 830 '' Maggie! I just woke up.'' Haha can't blame me for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm the well-known tardy queen~ oHOoHo and i've got a 'new' music book.. not mine &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my ''uncle theresa's'' haha.. *if you didn't know that's what you're named under my HP &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;list..* BUT i went home and tried those pieces out.. It's worse than foot messaging~! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Eyeballs springed out and had to pop them in again. Those bean sprout lookin' notes &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;everywhere.. up and down hill.. but my beloved cousin passed me the perfect scores &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i was lookin' for [Wish to Wish]. Hm.. simply and nice* Just my type of music. Yeap&lt;/span&gt; then my cutie pie Daddy.. was SO interested in lookin' for a new house.. was drivin'&lt;/span&gt; me round Bukit Timah.. estates after estates he never seems to be tired of it but I&lt;/span&gt; was long dozed off at the back seat. He kept irritating me by saying '' OH IRAQ is&lt;/span&gt; asleep'' He calls me iraq cause currently we're in the midst of cold war.. so he claims&lt;/span&gt; to be USA ( it's suppose to be me*). haha... Hm only reached home @ 5 * spent like&lt;/span&gt; 2 hrs staring at houses!! * started banging on my piano... Hm.. rotting for another&lt;/span&gt; hour starin at my pinkified ceiling..? Haha playin' Badminton with my group of nut-&lt;/span&gt;case friends tomorrow~! Hm.. A week more till Freedom! sob sob~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110044397078526751?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110044397078526751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110044397078526751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110044397078526751' title='White Clouds Floating By My Princess* Kingdom~! '/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110027490005177760</id><published>2004-11-12T23:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T06:08:25.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OINK OINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;BORED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110027490005177760?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110027490005177760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110027490005177760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110027490005177760' title='OINK OINK'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110027354133480033</id><published>2004-11-12T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T07:22:20.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oHo0h what a LONG holiday... feeling so jaded and musty (Layer of slimy jelly &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;covering my suffocated skin) HUH! Hm was just informed about an error in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Biology Paper 2 I took on Wednesday. *Grins* I did not even realized the question &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;was wrong. Hm that just shows how much I know my Bio facts at my fingertips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Oops! :: Phew! Still remember my experience with Tiger Prawns ( Bio Prac. 04) Haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mine was gigantic and SUPER DUPER SMELLY! HoHoh0 Hm My mom is so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;adorable. She is dragging me for badminton tomorrow morning at 8 am !!! That is like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;EARLY and we have gotta get there by 740 hopefully she is not gonna suggest that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;we should walk the YCK sports complex (I will rather let her hack off my legs.) Hmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Christmas is round the corner and IT IS TIME TO CRAFT CHRISTMAS CARDS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yeapie! Love that! Okie let’s see who’s on my lucky list this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;1.Best nut-case friends: Li-li and ShiYun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2.Church 0HGAGA friends: Maggie, Justine, Sarabelle, Shannon, Audrey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Marcus and not forgetting my Uncles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;3.4B1 Class mates: ShaYun , Lee Jia Ying , Elaine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;4.Choir Crazy Singers : Michelle Ong, Klara * my 05 president*, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Lim * the permanent Woodbridge patient*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5.Sec 4 Pals: Andrea Ling, Ong Jia Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6.Others whom I have not listed and is still considering..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hmm... this year i would not have to hide all my art and craft materials like the past&lt;/span&gt; years cause THERE"S NO REASON I SHOULD NOT BE DOIN !!! haha 'O's would&lt;/span&gt; have been long over and if i dont exercise my limbs, hm i should be as stiff and Sir&lt;/span&gt; Stamford Raffle's Statue hohahohaHE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110027354133480033?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110027354133480033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110027354133480033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110027354133480033' title=''/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110025592221081899</id><published>2004-11-12T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T05:48:50.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'm standin' here outside your door &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I hate to wake you up to say goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Already I'm so lonesome I could die&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So kiss me and smile for me &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm ...There's so many times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So many times I've played around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'll tell you now they don't mean a thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Every place I go, I think of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Every song I sing, I sing for you &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So kiss me and smile for me &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Now the time has come to leave you &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;One more time, oh, let me kiss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And close your eyes and I'll be on my way &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dream about the days to come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;When I won't have to leave alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;About the times that I won't have to say ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Oh, kiss me and smile for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hold me like you'l never let me go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm leaving on a jet plane &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leaving on a jet plane&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/9097254-110025592221081899?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110025592221081899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110025592221081899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110025592221081899' title=''/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110018737906427057</id><published>2004-11-11T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T05:48:05.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOAH'S ARK [The animals went up in pairs. Only the worms went up in apples~] *pun*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;oHO0oH :: Wasted another day of my 16th year. Just can't wait for Os to officially end. 22nd November!!! &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hm... haha my best friend Shiyun was very sweet... she helped me along as i was doing-up my blog and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;volunteered a helping hand. Hm.. in actually, i have a confession to make. THE WHOLE BLOG WAS DONE BY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HER! haha.. yeap cause her best friend here is kinda *tomato Ketchup* with Computer stuff hence need this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT expert to 'guide' me. The blog skin is just so ''TYPICAL ELEANOR'' right ? Yeap she just knows what i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;want. *grins* But this little rascal just won't allow my blog to be as pretty as hers. *roll eyeballs* Anyway, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;just love my blog skin. [ Simple Plain and Original ] Oh this sugar cube here also wrote me a testimonial in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;her blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imshiyun.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;www.imshiyun.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;''to my first "wife" ,princess in training,lady in pink....ur title too long i can't rmb....it's a real pleasure &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;knowing u...i really pity ur future husband.if u ever 1 2 have one i won't forget the wonderful memories that &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;u and i have shared...like my birthday..u spend quite a lot of time and money..i really enjoyed it....u are the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;only person who bothered to give me a farewell present...and i like the photo u and i have taken very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;much....u brighten up my day.....life is nv dull with u.......though sometimes i thing u are a tiny bit&lt;/span&gt; irritating ....but hey...u make it up by being cute, understanding, happy no matter what......ur bdae is on 2&lt;/span&gt; march...i won't forget it...people come, people go...but u are one of the very few people that i will always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;rmb....always........and yes...i'm fine..i have no brain tumor....juz appreciate this thingy...i dun do it often....''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Hey you green dotted goldfish with that swollen lips and prutuding eyeballs! *shiyun* It's Goddess In &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Training not 'princess' *fuming* Hey i only plan my best friend(s)'s Birthday okie! So it's your honour. Hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and yes indeed it took me like 1 fortnight before to plan but last minute changes hence ' the supposedly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;surprise' was largely affected. And only my best friends receive farewell presents from me. You piglet... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;make sure you install your Scanner ASAP and scan those pics over. Gave you all the original pictures !!! HUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and what 'though sometimes i thing u are a tiny bit irritating' you stinky old tarzan* Oh course if you ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;forgets my Bday, i'll torture and murder you MENTALLY PHYSICALLY EMOTIONALLY! muahaha... Yeap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my ray of sunshine... A HAPPY DAY *gee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110018737906427057?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110018737906427057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110018737906427057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110018737906427057' title='NOAH&apos;S ARK [The animals went up in pairs. Only the worms went up in apples~] *pun*'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110023708657683389</id><published>2004-11-11T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T05:46:53.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancer on Pointe*         MY EVERYTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dance of grace and a bouquet of expressions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A wonderful feeling relieving all tensions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The dancer dances oblivious to her surroundings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Her soft shoes bringing out all her most inner feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The floor's best friend they are gentle and light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She glides in the midst of the music with elegant and poise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Her chin held high just like a swan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Expressions mask her like sunlight at dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Rage, twinge, passion and blissfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;All depicted in one quick move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Its beauty beyond words of description&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to many hearts its splendour moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dance of grace and a bouquet of expressions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;A wondrous feeling so filled of sentiment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A leap celebrating love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;An arch epitomizing the beauty of Ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When the lights come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My identity the character I dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110023708657683389?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110023708657683389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110023708657683389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110023708657683389' title='Dancer on Pointe*         MY EVERYTHING'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9097254.post-110009716619943369</id><published>2004-11-10T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T05:46:24.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry to A Dreaming World ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Hey hey~! My world little dreamy world :: Hmm... yeap yeap finally my ONE WEEK BREAK from 'O' levels... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;has been lookin' forward for this holiday for ancient donkey years ever since 'O's started. Actually i wonder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;how those who'd gone through Os manage to survive such a hectic period of their 16 years on Earth! Haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*grins* Most of my major and important, heavy weightage papers are done.. Leaving me a week to brush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;up on my A maths (P2) Pure Geog. (P2) and MCQ for science (phy/chem). Mom thought i was goin' mad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yesterday night cause out of the blue, i was actually singing CHINESE OLDIES~! and NURSERY RHYMES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Haha... it's a common sight to my school mates i believe~! Haiz all my hair were curling up at the rate i'm &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;studyin' and stressin' up. See i can actually save money on perming my hair.. *muahaha* Okie currently, i'm &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;at the beginnin' of decomposin' @ home. Saprophytes are working fast on me. Okie if anyone kind soul *like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;me* haha.. owns beautiful melodious piano scores of romance / classicals... please do let me know! My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;fingers are gettin' itchy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I believe in angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The kind that heaven sends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am surrounded by angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And I call them friends. (L") grins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9097254-110009716619943369?l=dreamingqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110009716619943369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9097254/posts/default/110009716619943369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingqueen.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110009716619943369' title='Entry to A Dreaming World ::'/><author><name>Angel with the Attitude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413792384114824555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
