<?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-32224610</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:05:39.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shattered-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</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>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-332523230290259573</id><published>2006-12-05T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T01:46:12.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;  i love huishan! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am itachi , haha. yingjing you are not my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-332523230290259573?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/332523230290259573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=332523230290259573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/332523230290259573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/332523230290259573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/12/d-i-love-huishan-3-i-am-itachi-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-8512122892425603748</id><published>2006-11-29T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:21:22.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt; today. was so slack. did &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;starting block&lt;/span&gt; 5 times around 30m. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and and. hahaha. i just decided to change my gb bot to lightning. HAHAHA &lt;3&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Forgotten-linkin park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;From the top to the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bottom to top I stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the core I’ve forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the middle of my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taken far from my safety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The picture is there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The memory won’t escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But why should I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;From the top to the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bottom to top I stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the core I’ve forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the middle of my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taken far from my safety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The picture is there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The memory won’t escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But why should I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;There’s a place so dark you can’t see the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Skies cock back) and shock that which can’t defend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The rain then sends dripping / an acidic question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Forcefully, the power of suggestion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then with the eyes shut / looking though the rust and rot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And dust / a spot of light floods the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And pours over the rusted world of pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The eyes ease open and its dark again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;From the top to the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bottom to top I stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the core I’ve forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the middle of my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taken far from my safety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The picture is there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The memory won’t escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But why should I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the memory you’ll find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eyes burning up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The darkness holding me tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Until the sun rises up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Moving all around / screaming of the ups and downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pollution manifested in perpetual sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The wheels go round and the sunset creeps behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Street lamps, chain-link and concrete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;On down the street till the wind is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The memory now is like the picture was then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;When the paper’s crumpled up it can’t be perfect again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;From the top to the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bottom to top I stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the core I’ve forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the middle of my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taken far from my safety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The picture is there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The memory won’t escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But why should I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;From the top to the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bottom to top I stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the core I’ve forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the middle of my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taken far from my safety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The picture is there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The memory won’t escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But why should I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the memory you’ll find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eyes burning up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The darkness holding me tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Until the sun rises up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now you got me caught in the act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You bring the thought back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I’m telling you thatI see it right through you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now you got me caught in the act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You bring the thought back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I’m telling you thatI see it right through you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now you got me caught in the act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You bring the thought back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I’m telling you thatI see it right through you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now you got me caught in the act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You bring the thought back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I’m telling you thatI see it right through you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now you got me caught in the act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You bring the thought backI’m telling you that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I see it right through you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now you got me caught in the act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You bring the thought back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I’m telling you that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I see it right through you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now you got me caught in the act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You bring the thought back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I’m telling you that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I see it right through you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the memory you’ll find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eyes burning up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The darkness holding me tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Until the sun rises up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the memory, you will find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eyes burning up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The darkness holding me tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Until the sun rises up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-8512122892425603748?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/8512122892425603748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=8512122892425603748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/8512122892425603748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/8512122892425603748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-859689483472023466</id><published>2006-11-28T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:24:01.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;sports camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MONDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; we had training. didnt do much. jumpers did jumps. sprinters did hurdlers excercise and 150 5 times. argh. lazy to put colours for my post. hmm. i did gym. slacked. but im injured. ohwell. after training, we went for lunch before making soveniors for CCA camp. was damn boring. we were cutting foot-shaped bookmarks and the toes are so difficult to cut!!!! hurrr. we had talk by miss lim after that. was okayy lahh. she was repeating what she always says in track camp. ohwell. we had sharing session and i think she was angry with me? cuz i said smt bad abt the seniors. BUT. i really felt that way. at least she doesnt know its me!!!:DD lol. we went to bath after that. amandalau and hanyu RAN to the toilet lahh. hahha. me and fiona were brisk walking there. HAHAHAHA. we had dinner after that. was some okayy food. hahahaha. after dinner came another talk. rahhh. it was a goal setting one. i really fell like taking 100m but misslim says my 200m is stronger. but now i have asthma, which makes it tough for me to train endurance to last the 200m race! ARGH. i ll still try for 100m. I CAN DO IT YEA! and longjump! i wanna get 3rd next year!!! ALL THE WAY. whoo. at night, pamlea hanyu amandalau yingjing were like making so much noise! damn funny. me and huishan were like listening to music trying to sleep. hahahaha. i guess we are pigs!!!!:DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;TUESDAY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;woke up at 5.45am. DAMN TIRED. screw it. got ready for breakfast. we went to the boys toilet to wash up. ohwell. not like theres any boys in the school so early in the morning. HMM. breakfast was ham and cheese. hahaha. we had amazing race after that. i was in grp10, in the same team as amandagoh and euginia. omg lahh. they are SO ego and irritating!!!!!!! hahahaa. one is miss world, the other, miss earth. WDH. HAHAHA. we walked the whole bishan park. up and down left and right. was damn tired. hahahaha. and we came in last. ohwell. HAHAHA. after that, we had a talk again. misslim was debriefing and talking about the geese formation and about us being ants or smt. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-859689483472023466?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/859689483472023466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=859689483472023466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/859689483472023466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/859689483472023466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/sports-camp-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-4232118067746638938</id><published>2006-11-26T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T02:07:49.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt; BORING DAY&lt;/span&gt;. i was suppose to get my shoes today!!! D:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hurrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and RAH. &lt;em&gt;stupid &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kendrick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  YOU OWE ME &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;ICECREAM &lt;/span&gt;AND &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;MY PRESENT&lt;/span&gt;. you doot. bahh. theres training tomorrow. and theres&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt; SPORTS CAMP&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. awww. im just going cuz miss lim says " if you find the team imporatant to you, i ll see you at the camp" so. AWWW. i ll just go then. haixzxz. bored bored day. I LOVE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;When I was a young boy my father took me into the city&lt;br /&gt;to see a marching band&lt;br /&gt;He said 'Son when you grow up, would you be, the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?'&lt;br /&gt;He said 'Will you, defeat them, your demons, and all the non-believers, the plans that they have made?&lt;br /&gt;Because one day I'll leave you a phantom to lead you in the summer to join the Black Parade.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;WHEN I WAS A YOUNG BOY, MY FATHER TOOK ME INTO THE CITY&lt;br /&gt;TO SEE A MARCHING BAND!&lt;br /&gt;HE SAID 'SON WHEN YOU GROW UP, WOULD YOU BE, THE SAVIOUR OF THE BROKEN, THE BEATEN AND THE DAMNED?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get the feeling&lt;br /&gt;She's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;And other times I feel like I should go&lt;br /&gt;And through it all; the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets&lt;br /&gt;And when you go we want you all to know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;and though your,&lt;br /&gt;dead and gone belive me,&lt;br /&gt;Your memory we'll carry on,&lt;br /&gt;will carry on&lt;br /&gt;And tell your heart i can't contain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The under world is waiting.&lt;br /&gt;our romance sends you realing from decimated dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Your misery and hate will kill us all!&lt;br /&gt;So paint it black and take it back&lt;br /&gt;And let's shout out loud and clear!&lt;br /&gt;Defy unto the end we hear the call...&lt;br /&gt;to carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;and though your dead and gone,believe me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;we'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're broken and defeated&lt;br /&gt;Your weary widow marches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;On and on we carry through the fears(ooooooooh)&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed faces of your peers(oooooooooh)&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I could not care at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because the world,&lt;br /&gt;will never take my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And though they try&lt;br /&gt;They'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;They want it all&lt;br /&gt;They wanna break this bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I won't explain&lt;br /&gt;Or say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show my scar&lt;br /&gt;Give a cheer&lt;br /&gt;For all the broken&lt;br /&gt;Listen here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm just a man,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a hero&lt;br /&gt;Just a boy&lt;br /&gt;who had to sing this song&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a man&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a hero&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're dead and gone,believe me,&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;You'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're broken and defeated&lt;br /&gt;Your weary widow marches on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because the world&lt;br /&gt;will never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;And though they try&lt;br /&gt;They'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;They want it all&lt;br /&gt;They wanna break this bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because the world&lt;br /&gt;will never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;And though they try&lt;br /&gt;They'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;They want it all&lt;br /&gt;They wanna break this bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because the world&lt;br /&gt;will never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;And though they try&lt;br /&gt;They'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;They want it all&lt;br /&gt;They wanna break this bone.&lt;br /&gt;(WE'LL CARRY ON.......!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-4232118067746638938?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/4232118067746638938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=4232118067746638938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/4232118067746638938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/4232118067746638938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/hmmm-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-3745175641474094474</id><published>2006-11-23T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:10:14.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha. thanks &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huishan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for fixing my blog! :D hmmm. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt; today was killer. damn lucky it rained or id be dead by now. did &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;5 times acceleration&lt;/span&gt;, and some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;jump drills&lt;/span&gt; which i couldnt do cause im injured and supposed to run &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;200m,300m,400m 2 times&lt;/span&gt;. in the end, we just did one set. and i was dying. was short of breath and my leg hurts alot. damn shin. damn knee. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i have 2 posters to do. bleahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-3745175641474094474?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/3745175641474094474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=3745175641474094474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/3745175641474094474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/3745175641474094474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahaha_23.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-8705334367964941942</id><published>2006-11-19T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:06:19.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo. today. i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;DIED&lt;/span&gt; during training. ms natasha apparently thinks that we have to peak now. and the whole training she keeps scolding me. say i start so slow. why i keep losing to dorcas and im very lazy. ohwell. we did &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;150,200 3 sets&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. it was okayye actually. but she kept scolding me?! so irritating. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LALALALA&lt;/span&gt;. oh ya! i was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;LATE&lt;/span&gt; for training. hmmm. im always late. so. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. im going for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;mrlohs training &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Swimming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that is if it doesnt rain but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;YAY.&lt;/span&gt; i love swimming!!!!!!! fun fun day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-8705334367964941942?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/8705334367964941942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=8705334367964941942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/8705334367964941942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/8705334367964941942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-3853188416122530133</id><published>2006-11-17T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T06:25:03.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hummm.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt; training&lt;/span&gt; today. was boring. no &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;huishan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fiona&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;amandalau&lt;/span&gt;. ohwell. did &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1min run 2 min jog 3 times 2 sets&lt;/span&gt;. bleah. i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt;. the sun was SO &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;. it was causing me to melt. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BORING BORING DAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-3853188416122530133?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/3853188416122530133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=3853188416122530133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/3853188416122530133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/3853188416122530133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/hummm_17.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-6946429028435669305</id><published>2006-11-15T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T03:26:42.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAYYYY. todays a fun day! went&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt; training&lt;/span&gt;. training was so fun! did the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;person-sitting-on-your-shoulders-and-you-tiptoe&lt;/span&gt; thingy, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hang-on-the-bar&lt;/span&gt; for 1 min, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;standing-start&lt;/span&gt; skills and &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;50m&lt;/span&gt; 3 times. it was damn fun! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;:DDDDD&lt;/span&gt; and i did the&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing at the end! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;WHOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-6946429028435669305?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/6946429028435669305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=6946429028435669305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/6946429028435669305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/6946429028435669305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/okayyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-1514438298873943750</id><published>2006-11-13T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T07:05:56.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUMMM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; did hothing much today. just played gunbound with amandalau today. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AMANDALAU! I LOVE PLAYING WITH YOU!!!!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. okayy. update!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i did nothing. just followed mummy around places to see her dunno-what. ehs. and then we went swimming!!!!:D &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I LOVE SWIMMING&lt;/span&gt;. lalalala. i ate a lot! i felt like a glutton. ohwell. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so much for the " im so fat. i wanna be skinnier" plan. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i went training. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;TRAINING.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. it was FUN. whooo. did some conditioning and then 150*5. walalala. i hate using that inhaler. its damn &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;bitter&lt;/span&gt;. ARGH. but ohwell. ohya. and i got posted into C1b. but after mummy said that studying physics now is better as biology is easier to catch up in JC, im trying to appeal for C3 now. and if i get in, all my subjects will be exactly the same as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SARAHS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;YAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-1514438298873943750?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/1514438298873943750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=1514438298873943750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/1514438298873943750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/1514438298873943750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/hummm.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-4124945326558180952</id><published>2006-11-11T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:40:29.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okayy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i regret changing to betablogger. hahahha. but whats done is done. ohwell. today. im suppose to go &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;BUT&lt;/em&gt; it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;rained&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;DDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;church.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;FUNFUNFUN.&lt;/span&gt; service was about the holy spirit and stuffs. hmmm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;today was a boring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow will be worst. ohwell. &lt;em&gt;so much for the colourful much of mine.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;at least hes talking to me.&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;YEA.&lt;/span&gt; im pissed. a bit. hahahha. but i dont know. im &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;confused,.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i dont want to be pissed. but its like. this type of thing must be pissed at. &lt;strong&gt;ARGH.&lt;/strong&gt; someone. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HELP the cute me!!!!DDD:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-4124945326558180952?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/4124945326558180952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=4124945326558180952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/4124945326558180952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/4124945326558180952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-116317064283526934</id><published>2006-11-10T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:44.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO!!!!:DDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. well. theres &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TRAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;and its damn killer&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;LATIC-FUL&lt;/span&gt;. ohman. run 300*3. damn tired. i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;DIED&lt;/span&gt;. blahblahblah &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hmmmm. othre then that. my days boring. hahahaha. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tomorrows &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. oh how i hate saturdays. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;counting down the seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;as i neared the finishing line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;numbness- i felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;as latic overwhelmed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;itriedmybesttonoavail-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116317064283526934?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116317064283526934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116317064283526934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116317064283526934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116317064283526934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/helloddd-today.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-116308334303378692</id><published>2006-11-09T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:43.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;CLASS PARTY!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2HOPE06 ROCKS!!!!:DDDDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so gonna miss &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WEIYI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YUKINA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FIONA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;HANYU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. we played &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cards&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;swam.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;played amazing race&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;pass the parcel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;it was quite boring.&lt;/em&gt; but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I STILL LOVE IT!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha. &lt;em&gt;and they named me the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;JAY CHOU FREAK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;I LOVE JAYCHOU&lt;/span&gt; but im NOT a freak!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;fat weiyi!!!&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel so tired!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; woke up damn early. and theres&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i cant wait. but i dont really feel like training. ohwell. and YA!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;took many pictures today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahahaha. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SO FUN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:DDDDDDDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116308334303378692?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116308334303378692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116308334303378692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116308334303378692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116308334303378692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/class-party-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-116299562730885920</id><published>2006-11-08T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:43.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRAINING was FUN!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we played MANYMANY games and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fiona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is BAD at them!!! hahahaha. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohwell&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i think we bonded with the SECONES well enough today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;and yet. we still got scolded for being PLAYFUL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; comeon! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;at least we give our all in training!!&lt;/span&gt; trainings NOT some army stuff. i think it needs &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt; so that itll be interesting?! LOL/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;yingjing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pamela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fiona&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amandalau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hanyu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;J8 &lt;/span&gt;today to buy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;huishans PRESENTS&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. the presents are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;DAMN CUTE!!!!:D&lt;/span&gt; hehs. and we ate CARTEL. and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;NAUGHTY YINGJING&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she brought the breakfast menu home?!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. are you THAT desperate? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;:DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HUISHAN&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;MY BESTFIREND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE SPIDERMAN TOO!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;rays of light filled the land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;as the sun emerged from the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;everything was going to be alright, yousaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;and yes, indeed-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;iamsogladitsover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116299562730885920?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116299562730885920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116299562730885920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116299562730885920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116299562730885920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/training-was-fun-we-played-manymany.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-116290518464450135</id><published>2006-11-07T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:43.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WALALALA&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;huishan is talking to me again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;HOORAYY!!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i slept the whole day. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess im growing fatter!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;D: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAD&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha. ermerm.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt; TRAINING TOMORROW!!!&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we re going to give huishan a "surprise" tomorrow!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i feel oh so &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; now. &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt;. i just came back from the doctors. he gave me some cream for my rash. and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I HAVE EXERCISE INDUCED ASTHMA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he said if it gets worst he ll refer me to a specialist and i might have to give up track. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;NIGHTMARE!!!!!!!! DDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116290518464450135?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116290518464450135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116290518464450135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116290518464450135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116290518464450135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/walalala.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-116281906788123332</id><published>2006-11-06T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:43.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KILLER&lt;/span&gt;. as in. yar. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;fiona ng&lt;/span&gt; is so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;FAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. i dont like the workout. 250 times 5. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i almost died&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;LATIC&lt;/span&gt;. argh. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate latic&lt;/span&gt;. i felt so numb with it today. but. i felt &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;accomplished&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. its been months since ive gone all out for training. lol.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im having a rotten day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;straying by the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;as the long days dwell on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;in a state of perplexity i collapse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;as the tears of solitude filled my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;howcanimakeituptoyou//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116281906788123332?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116281906788123332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116281906788123332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116281906788123332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116281906788123332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/training-was-killer.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-116281792493551636</id><published>2006-11-06T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:43.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I AM SORRY HUISHAN!!!!!!!! DDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol. everything screwed up. im &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;. its like. everythings still fine yesterday but now. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;havoc&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;mayhem&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;disaster&lt;/span&gt;. whatever. wish i could turn the clock few hours back. maybe a few days. probably everything will become okayy then. its like so difficult to put it in words. but yea. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;IM SORRY HUISHAN&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;IM SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY &lt;/em&gt;SORRY&lt;/span&gt;. cheer up!!!:D we said the wrong thing. and trust me. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;i really regret saying it&lt;/span&gt;. DDDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116281792493551636?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116281792493551636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116281792493551636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116281792493551636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116281792493551636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-sorry-huishan-ddd-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-116271805600791351</id><published>2006-11-05T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:42.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hurrrrr-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANGRY&lt;/span&gt;. hahahaha. i want a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;new phone&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! &gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs. eh. thanks to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sherilyn&lt;/span&gt; i have 1900 testimonials to accept!!! hhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;andand &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;TRAINING.&lt;/span&gt; theres training tomorrow!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;. i cant wait!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;taking off the mask of pretence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;washing away the sea of falsifications &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;moving from the walls of fortitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;to the empty hole of loneliness-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;areyoureallywhatithinkyouare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116271805600791351?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116271805600791351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116271805600791351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116271805600791351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116271805600791351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/hurrrrr-im-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-116271740076363552</id><published>2006-11-05T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:42.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Hurts The Most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rascal Flatts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;That dont bother me&lt;br /&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;br /&gt;Im not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;There are days every now and again&lt;br /&gt;I pretend Im ok&lt;br /&gt;But thats not what gets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Was being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was tryin to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;But Im doin It&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and Im alone&lt;br /&gt;Still Harder&lt;br /&gt;Getting up, getting dressed, livin with this regret&lt;br /&gt;But I know if I could do it over&lt;br /&gt;I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart&lt;br /&gt;That I left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Is being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Is being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;(Not seeing that loving you)&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I was trying to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116271740076363552?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116271740076363552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116271740076363552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116271740076363552'/><link 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style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPIDERMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SPIDERMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; LOVE HUISHAN TOO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116256923461501117?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116256923461501117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116256923461501117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116256923461501117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116256923461501117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-spiderman-spiderman-spiderman.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-116256896471239391</id><published>2006-11-03T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:42.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;monster monster&lt;/span&gt;. i have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blog skin. special thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAMANTHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;  walalala. training today was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;!!! i got wet trying to cover the highjump mat. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;awwww&lt;/span&gt;. and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HUISHAN&lt;/span&gt;. on with the thing &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YEA&lt;/span&gt;? shar is sososo gullible!!! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;:DDDD&lt;/span&gt; oh i miss blogging. and i have &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HEAT RASH&lt;/span&gt;. ohmy. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poor ME DD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116256896471239391?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116256896471239391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116256896471239391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116256896471239391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116256896471239391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-116099769775105152</id><published>2006-10-16T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:42.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there was&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; training&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today! :D Anyways, we got back&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; ALL&lt;/span&gt; our papers! And tomorrow, i will be going out with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huishan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALFRED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BRING&lt;/span&gt; MY JACKET TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;! i hope my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wouldnt be scared tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-116099769775105152?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/116099769775105152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=116099769775105152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116099769775105152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/116099769775105152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/10/there-was-training-today-d-anyways-we.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115962889960242972</id><published>2006-09-30T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:41.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOEY&lt;/span&gt;! once again, i am "blogging" for you! ahaha! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;good luck&lt;/span&gt; for your papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;YOU &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WILL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOOD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; loves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;huishan! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115962889960242972?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115962889960242972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115962889960242972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115962889960242972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115962889960242972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-joey-once-again-i-am-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115797917017617957</id><published>2006-09-11T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:41.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahhaha. ya ya. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THANK YOU HUISHAN&lt;/span&gt;. and. ya about changing blogskin. okayy. i dont mind. but not the mooshroom one. and hahaha. the mock paper. ohwell &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;paper one&lt;/span&gt; SUCKS. i dont even know what to do. blanked out. hehs. but &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;paper 2&lt;/span&gt; was NICE. cuz we left so much time that the class got so noisy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JAYCHOU&lt;/span&gt;. ahhh. i love his songs!!! old and NEW. ohman. &lt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ting ma ma de hua&lt;/span&gt;&gt; is SO CUTE!!! hehs. i love it. hahahha. oh. i also like &lt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ye de di qi mu&lt;/span&gt;&gt; it sounds like &lt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yi fu zhi ming&lt;/span&gt;&gt;. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DAMN.&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; msn is down&lt;/span&gt;. and im too lazy to reply testimonials! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115797917017617957?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115797917017617957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115797917017617957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115797917017617957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115797917017617957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115788047910412070</id><published>2006-09-10T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:41.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha. bought a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;new bag&lt;/span&gt; today. okayy. but the colours &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;. hehs. erm. lol. today went to &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt;. so fun! the speaker was a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt;. ya. hahaha. but hes okayy now. and married. interesting service today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;KENDRICK YOU OWE ME MY PRESENT&lt;/span&gt;. :D hahahaha. im waiting for it!!! and. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JAYCHOUS album&lt;/span&gt;!!! tomoro! i cant wait!! lalalala. i &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; his new songs. ahh. cant wait cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but theres &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;TINGXIE&lt;/span&gt; tomoro!! omg. and i haven learnt it yet. and i left the paper at my dads office. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DIE&lt;/span&gt;. :x and theres &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;MATH MOCKPAPER&lt;/span&gt;. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joey, i helped you  rewrite everything lah! irritating! thank me man!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115788047910412070?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115788047910412070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115788047910412070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115788047910412070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115788047910412070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahahaha_10.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115780911916369779</id><published>2006-09-09T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:41.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HUISHAN&lt;/span&gt; IS SUCH A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;GOOD FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;!! YES, SHE IS! I DONT CARE WHAT&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SAY ABOUT HER MAN. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE IS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MY GOOD FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115780911916369779?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115780911916369779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115780911916369779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115780911916369779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115780911916369779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/09/huishan-is-such-good-friend-yes-she-is.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115780840391813716</id><published>2006-09-09T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:40.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy. hahaha. damn exams and there is tingxie on monday. waste my time to study for it. &gt;.&lt; ahhh. and jaychous album is out. and mines with ms gohsan. arrgh. cant wait lahh. and and. i dont wanna go to school. im going to fail my exams BADLY. omg. im so damn dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming today. was boring. it was burning. and mum scolded me for talking on the phone. hahaha. talking to kendrick. was reminding how stupid he is to not know how to load songs into the computer. and then he coulndt send me the songs. darn. im sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115780840391813716?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115780840391813716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115780840391813716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115780840391813716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115780840391813716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/09/busy.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115729122177075656</id><published>2006-09-03T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:40.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. today. haha. nth much happened. went JOGGING again. but brought the dog along. and fat him cannot run! as in he can but. he got tired so easily. hahaha. i won him ((: okayy nth to be happy about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah. went to church. was quite funny. the superlifers were damn cute. oh. and then went to suntec to buy my bag. and guess what. ALL WERE SOLD OUT. what the hell. im SAD. i waited for so long for the frigging bag. hmm. maybe ill buy it next week. hehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115729122177075656?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115729122177075656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115729122177075656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115729122177075656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115729122177075656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115719660531063844</id><published>2006-09-02T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:40.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha. its saturday. and saturdays are BORING if youre stuck at home and all. went jogging today. okayy. i was forced. bleah. hmm. then went to the market. hahaha. mum drove the car. and im glad i survived. it was her second day you know. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. cut my hair today. ohwell. looks the same. except different parting. but im going to leave LONG hair. LONG. ya. if not everyone will call me mooshroom again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and DADDY char and MUMMY yingjing is so FUNNY. they called me their babaye. which made me bloosh. hahaha. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. its a boring day. im getting a new bag tomoro. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115719660531063844?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115719660531063844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115719660531063844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115719660531063844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115719660531063844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115712073067776429</id><published>2006-09-01T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:40.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooking + me = D I S A S T E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. ya. went to pamelas house today. and. oh well. went shopping for ingredients. the supermarket was frigging cold. hahhaa. my legs almost broke when were done. and we only bought like a few items :x ohwell. and it turned out that we bought the wrong type of meat. HAHAHA. and we bought some useless stuffs. plus. we didnt buy important stuffs. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we split into 2 groups to cook. me and pamela, hanyu and amanda. and. hanyu and amanda produced damn nice pock stew and fried rice( with some help from pamelas mother) while me and pamela produced some SALTY soup and horrible potatoegg thingy. ohwell. guess i cant be a cook next time. not that i want to be anyway. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. hes daoing me. dont knnow. one day he acts so nice and the other were like strangers/ ohwell. wierd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115712073067776429?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115712073067776429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115712073067776429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115712073067776429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115712073067776429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/09/harhar.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115694151139971782</id><published>2006-08-30T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:40.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>countdown: 9 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. JAYCHOUS album is coming out sooooooooon. lalalala. i cant cant wait!!! wanna hear what his songs will be like. qian li zhi wai is NICE. aw man. i love it!!! :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown: 30 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. exams are coming!!!! ahhhh. im so DEAD. and got PPR today. trust me. its damn frigging LOW. lol. cant seem to get higher. so hopeless. study so much still like cant improve. maybe im just STUPID. bleah. hopefully not. i HAVE a brain&gt;.&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah. played bridge in school today. and trust me. it was SO fun. yukina thought she won and then she put her last card down and said YAY. lalala. and i put down my card. KO she lost. LALALALALA. am i pro or what. ((: okayy. ego but?? im JOEY!!!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115694151139971782?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115694151139971782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115694151139971782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115694151139971782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115694151139971782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/08/countdown-9-days-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115659427969812144</id><published>2006-08-26T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:39.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol. went swimming and there was NO sunblock!! ahh. the horror. okayy. haha. whatever. it was a sunny day and the sun was damn big today. lol. did nothing today except watching SUPERMAN RETURNS which is cool but i dont really like the ending cuz he had to leave his son and all. bleah. and then had TUTION. that was so BORING. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaychous album is gonna be released on the 8th of september which is so LONG still. aww man. i cant wait!! his song QIAN LI ZHI WAI is so nice although he sounds so different from FEIYUQING. ahahaha. his album only has 5 songs tho. im WAITING. 8SEPTEMBER. how i wish time can move faster but. theres exams on the 26th. OH NO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and his movuie will be released soon too. hope it releases in oct after exams, then i can go watch. lalalala. I LOVE JAY CHOU:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115659427969812144?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115659427969812144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115659427969812144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115659427969812144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115659427969812144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/08/lol_26.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115597601862585846</id><published>2006-08-19T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:39.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESTERDAY we went bishan park for training. we jogged 6.2km. oh man. its my record. the best achievement. hahaha. we jogged that in 46min. hahhaa. kinda slow. the midds did 6.4km faster then us. bleah. then we played soccer. oh man. training rocks. i loved it!!! oh and H didnt go. shes still in conflict with P. lol. when are they going to stop?! better friends then enemies. haha. whatever. okayy lame. but. still? and no one fetch today. had to take a BUS home. okayy. 3 buses. it sucks. ill never take bus home again. as in. its killing my back and its so TIRING. its more tiring then training. lol. I HATE THE BUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY im stuck at home. theres LOTS of hmw. for example 10 CHINESE newpaper articles?! math hmw and a good earth essay?! wow. do the teachers think were robots or smt? hahaha. oh well. practically wasted the whole morning watching tv. hehs. and then just completed. i exceeded the word limit by 200++. lol. im going to fail it. hhahaa. and im ging to my gmas house. oh. how fun. lol. and i still left 10 articles?! OMG. im not going to finish it!!! damn damn damn the stupid teacher who thought that reading, cutting and reflecting 10 CHINESE news articles are FUN. lol. and its CHINESE. the alien language. id probably submit crap since its not graded. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDD pamela made this romantic chinese poem. omg. it was damn crap and she had to say it to EVERYONE in CLIT. hahahaha!!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115597601862585846?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115597601862585846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115597601862585846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115597601862585846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115597601862585846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/08/yesterday-we-went-bishan-park-for.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115564839549173112</id><published>2006-08-15T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:39.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha. okayy. today is so BORING. as in really. we had the most boring lessons. like history, math, eng. i was falling asleep in class and then RING"" the recess bell rang and YAY. we rushed out to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. HS is kind of angry? i think. shes like drifting further away from us. she rarely says hi anymore. ever since HS and P fought. oh well. what to do. im just sad. and mooshy told me something FUNNY today. and it was so CRAP. mooshyy kept coming to my class. i bet she misses me and wants to see my cute face. hahah. KIDDING. im not ego. like H. hahaha. HHH!!!! she talk so so LOUD. and makes me go deaf. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i invented this story!!! lalala. i shared it with amandal and fiona during training and i bet it brighten up their day!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt; NOT SO HAPPY ENDING &gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTERONE&lt;br /&gt;once upon a mooshhy time, in mooshyland, there lived K the King. K the king was strolling about in his private mooshyy garden when he met H her frog highness. H the frog highness was a stunningly pwetty frog which instead of croaks, she sings in a cute and melodious voice. K the King fell instntly in LOVE with her. he picked her up from a pink mooshroom and kissed her on her face( her mouth was too small for his mouth). and POOOOFF. she turned into H her royal highness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTERTWO&lt;br /&gt;they soon had a P the Prince who found it a challenge to talk. everytime he attempts to talk, he just produces a &lt;HEE HOR&gt; sound. P the Prince heard all about the story of his parents and wondered if the same fate would happen to him. so, he walked into mooshy garden and spotted a greying frog. F th frog was hopping about, looking for food to fill her ever-so-hungry stomach. P the Prince leapt for her, grabbed her in his hand, almost crushing the live out of her and kissed her non-stop on her mouth( P the Prince had a small cute mouth). nothing happened but suddenly, CRACK! F the frog emerged into an fuddly( fat and cuddly) pwincess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTERTHREE&lt;br /&gt;P the Prince was shocked. he ran as fast as hes legs could carry him into the mooshkingdom with F the frog-no-more tailing him like. a frog. now, P the Prince was stuck in a mess he created with his kisses. F the frog didnt want to get rid of him and she clung to him like a giant squid. P the Prince sent a message out to all the villagers for someone to help him get out of this mess. this message travelled to the o so cute ears of J an J the juggler and joker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTERFOUR&lt;br /&gt;J and J the juggler and joker went into mooshy kingdom and met P the Prince. cool and cute they were, they managed to persuade P the Prince into taking A the ang gu gui which they assured him would cure his problems. J and J the juggler and joker juggled it and said some jokes about it before pooping it into P the Princes mouth. A the ang gu gui had special powers. it hopped and jumped inside the princes mouth and SUDDENLY. the prince turned into a fuddly man. he turned and looked at F the frog-no-more and fell in love with her instantly( he lost his memory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTERFIVE&lt;br /&gt;P the Prince now matched F the frog-mo-more. both were fuddly and together, they set off for mooshy garden and lived not so happily ever after. and J and J the joker and juggler became J and J the juggler and joker- no-more. since the prince was not able to lead the country, they became the princes of mooshyland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt; THE END &gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115564839549173112?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115564839549173112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115564839549173112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115564839549173112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115564839549173112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahaha_15.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115548013324645159</id><published>2006-08-13T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:39.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn. i hate history graded assignment. the picture is so not clear. and its confusing. ya. and they expect us to know WDH they are refering to. wow. anyway. went to church today. didnt know what was happening tho, as the topic was about work and blah blah. it was freezing in the church cuz it was RAINING. bleah. i sat in there reading the village by the sea and trust me. i almost fell asleep. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we came home. i fell asleep watching tv. probably due to the reason my mum made me go jogging with her at 7am. hahaha. well. anyway. it benefits me. hahaha. and we went to eat lunch. i ate ALOT. hhahaha. my stomach suddenly when flat so i ate and ate. okayy im not pig but. well. you cant blame a starving girl right. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres PE tomoro. hahaha. we can play bball!!! yay. its fun. and funfunfun. i just love bball. and theres TRAINING. ahhaa. wonder what were doing tomoro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115548013324645159?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115548013324645159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115548013324645159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115548013324645159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115548013324645159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115511321492164563</id><published>2006-08-09T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:39.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterdays farewell was a little BORING. cuz they had this SUPER long speaches. and i fell asleep halfway. bleah. oh well. at least our item was kind of like a success?? haahaha. i cheorographed the 2nd and 3rd chorus with some help from the otheres. lol. and it was CRAP. the ations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming today with mum. HAHAHA. she keep stopping halfway. and it was so crap. and it was like 10plus in the morning!! so EARLY!!!!!!! hahhaha. my hands ache. damn. oh. we visited uncle after that. he was lying on the hospital bed making crap jokes with my bro. well. he looks OKAYY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im sitting infront of the com. and HUISHAN posted some shit message on my blog( read below) hahahha. okayy. not shit. but? lalala. im bored. waiting for dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115511321492164563?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115511321492164563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115511321492164563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115511321492164563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115511321492164563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/08/yesterdays-farewell-was-little-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115495496667822551</id><published>2006-08-07T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:39.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol. todays a BORING day. training was alright. we played soccer. hahaha. and zhixi rammed the ball into ME. ouch. hahaha. i was so damn frigging pissed today. as in YAR. they so irritating. so self centred. AHH. and it was a total waste of MY time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres sec 4 grad tomoro and i might not be going to school. my uncle just had a heart atack and i needa go visit him. ya. hahaha. its much better then going to school in RED and WHITE. WDH lahh. they are like FORCING us to wear the combi when they wrote in the letter to our parents &lt; ENCOURAGED &gt;. lol. im so not going to wear that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays a BAD mood day. i think cuz i didnt sleep enough. hahaha. hope everything turns out fine tomoro. i bet itll be some beautiful disaster. oh well. and i owe mooshyy kinder suprise!!!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115495496667822551?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115495496667822551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115495496667822551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115495496667822551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115495496667822551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/08/lol_07.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115487158503337620</id><published>2006-08-06T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:38.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala. didnt do much today. just visited macs. hahaha. i ate ate ate. there was this group of like jc ppl. 4 ppl i think. they seem to noe me? but erm. i dont even noe who they are. but one of them looked vaguely familiar. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to mels house today. i learnt how to play yi lu xiang bei on the piano. lalalala. im smart. altho i keep forgeting the notes. and i only learnt one hand. plus the fact that i only leart the first few verses. HAHAHA. im smary. hehs. and i think im tone deaf. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played SIMS2. its FUN. i love creating stuffs. hahahhaa. and you can create your own house and stuffs. HAHAHA. bleah. theres school tomoro. AS IN. AHHH. have to wake up so damn early. and go to school for BORING lessons. at least theres PE tomoro and were playing BASKETBALL. wheeeeee--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115487158503337620?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115487158503337620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115487158503337620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115487158503337620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115487158503337620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/08/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115478740376752693</id><published>2006-08-05T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:38.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha. new blog. well. just came back from sports trip. it was FUN!! hahahah. me huishan hanyu and other trackers slept in this room all by ourselves and it was so nice. hehs. we were grouped into activity groups which includes ppl from other ccas we dont really noe. but its alright, as we bonded together easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we did kayaking, dragon boating, team building activities and we conquered MOUNT BINTAN!!!. hahaha. the climb was fun and tiring at the same time but heyy. were STRONG and MIGHTY. hahahha. bintans sand was GOOD. as in. its like powder. damn soft and everything. hehs. we had a campfire and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bleah. hahhaa. itll take ages explaining all the details so. ill just skip it. hahahaha. anyways. pamela thinks huishan and me les? hahaha. wow. huishan and i are like straight. STRAIGHT. bleah. how can we be les?? lol. hmmm. anyways. i think pamelas okayy. shes nice, fun and everything. hahha. i have nothing against her. hehs. and huishans my GOOD friend. one of my BESTEST friends in fact. hahahah. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya. we were playing blackjack and the loser had to kiss someones hands or cheeks. hahhaa. and i kissed HANYU on her hand. lalala. it was all so funny!!!!! I LOVE BINTAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;33333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115478740376752693?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115478740376752693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115478740376752693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115478740376752693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115478740376752693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32224610.post-115478121004309885</id><published>2006-08-05T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:27:38.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32224610-115478121004309885?l=imperfections--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/feeds/115478121004309885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32224610&amp;postID=115478121004309885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115478121004309885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32224610/posts/default/115478121004309885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfections--.blogspot.com/2006/08/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>illusions--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17592205150156166154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
