<?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-6643493748205999549</id><updated>2012-02-12T16:52:45.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frenzhip</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-6377265553116476958</id><published>2012-02-11T22:32:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T23:22:39.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What will happen?</title><content type='html'>Saturday, 11th February 2012. Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dairy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to talk about flag day although it is flag day today. But because it's the most boring fund raising programme ever, I shall not talk more about it. Oh but before that, I got euro dollar in my tin can, so cool! Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few months, I've experienced quite a number of deaths around me, be it acquaintance, instructors or prominent figures. Founder of Apple, Korea's leader and even a founding leader in Singapore. Then, someone in my primary school. And now, the latest, one of my YTSA instructor. All these people are not really dear to me. But, all this incidents really do struck me. Never did I expect things like this to happen. Although I'm well aware that death occurs everyday, but it caught me by surprise all the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;风有不测之风云，人有旦夕之祸福。我真的体会到了，隐约地怕了，不只为我而怕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: When you see someone and you just want to turn and walk the opposite direction, but rationale tells you to continue walking on. It's like &lt;span style="background-color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ead1dc;"&gt;freaking out and screaming inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but all I can do is to appear calm and cool. Once again, we are strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-6377265553116476958?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/6377265553116476958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=6377265553116476958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6377265553116476958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6377265553116476958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-11th-february-2012.html' title='What will happen?'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-3039897166645423621</id><published>2012-02-07T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T20:37:57.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO SAVE A LIFE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="540" height="304" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ozrUfXmd4UM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-3039897166645423621?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/3039897166645423621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=3039897166645423621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/3039897166645423621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/3039897166645423621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-to-save-life.html' title='HOW TO SAVE A LIFE.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ozrUfXmd4UM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-8869587350094073920</id><published>2012-02-05T12:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T13:06:09.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>步步惊心</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhBxMiGM4gI/Ty4L1fbBbyI/AAAAAAAAAT4/g-iFfqQr1lI/s1600/2011093010152728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhBxMiGM4gI/Ty4L1fbBbyI/AAAAAAAAAT4/g-iFfqQr1lI/s320/2011093010152728.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705510791520808738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;四爷&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lWix1UvFwO0/Ty4L1Xvqc8I/AAAAAAAAATs/jqdkhPZ1GFE/s1600/2407176369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lWix1UvFwO0/Ty4L1Xvqc8I/AAAAAAAAATs/jqdkhPZ1GFE/s320/2407176369.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705510789459899330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;八爷&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6bqt95JCwA/Ty4L14UWqvI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/xikfWuWxJCs/s1600/U257P42T1D4153F15DT20110927160456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6bqt95JCwA/Ty4L14UWqvI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/xikfWuWxJCs/s320/U257P42T1D4153F15DT20110927160456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705510798203726578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;十三爷&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_uXhtR1Lq0/Ty4L11_lOCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4xs10haXBHk/s1600/Img319824707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_uXhtR1Lq0/Ty4L11_lOCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4xs10haXBHk/s320/Img319824707.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705510797579728930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;十四&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;爷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yayy, all my favourite 爷儿们 in 步步惊心! Super nice show hehehe. I like the tenth prince too, but can't find a nice picture of him so... forget it! Tomorrow's Monday, meaning I can watch the show again weeeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-8869587350094073920?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/8869587350094073920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=8869587350094073920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/8869587350094073920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/8869587350094073920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/02/yay-all-my-favourite-in-super-nice-show.html' title='步步惊心'/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhBxMiGM4gI/Ty4L1fbBbyI/AAAAAAAAAT4/g-iFfqQr1lI/s72-c/2011093010152728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-3003199252303285426</id><published>2012-02-04T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T18:56:53.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AW3RspM7v9M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-3003199252303285426?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/3003199252303285426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=3003199252303285426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/3003199252303285426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/3003199252303285426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AW3RspM7v9M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-8923438150987440174</id><published>2012-02-03T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T22:27:36.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD DAYS.</title><content type='html'>Friday, 3rd February 2012. Let's not talk about the weather anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, yesterday, I was really stupid. But I had fun making a big fool out of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is.. okay I guess. But I think I'm pms-ing. So bored of everything, especially SC and band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, initially, I did have the intention to post. But I realise my mood just ruins everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-8923438150987440174?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/8923438150987440174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=8923438150987440174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/8923438150987440174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/8923438150987440174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/02/bad-days.html' title='BAD DAYS.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-2652038085891205284</id><published>2012-01-31T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:12:55.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIAN.</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 31st January 2012. Rainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, school sucks now. But yesterday was like the funnest ever cause physics and chemistry practical is awesomeeee! And it's even more awesome cause practicals are usually boringgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for chemistry, we were basically testing out the speed of reaction bring about by the change in surface area. So it's like putting magnesium with hydrochloric acid and recording the temperature change by using a temperature sensors and data logger. So the first fun part is using the electronic balance, I don't know why but feels so damn cool and professional when I know how to use it properly then can teach Qingxi, Yihong and Yugshen (Sorry for being so childish). Then the data logger is like so confusing but amazing! Yeah but I kept pressing the 'start' button before the rest got ready to start the reaction. Super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for physics, we were doing an experiment on lenses. So yeah, we are supposed to see a triangle forming on the screen. And as I move it further and further away from the torch, the triangle became like so tinie weenie omg so cute HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear diary, once again, I apologise for being so kiddish today. But finally, something fun to share about in school, I can't miss it. HE. HE. HE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-2652038085891205284?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/2652038085891205284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=2652038085891205284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2652038085891205284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2652038085891205284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/01/sian.html' title='SIAN.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-54149503622833428</id><published>2012-01-27T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:53:43.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUR MOOD IS YOUR WORSE ENEMEY.</title><content type='html'>Friday, 27th January 2012. I don't know what kind of weather is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, life suck. Had this rubbish mood since morning, and bet I bore my friends out. I kinda wish Zuying was there, cause I think she will understand. Manting and Elaine didn't even realise anything wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The urge was even stronger after band cause it sucked too, it sucked bigbigbig time. Today, we got this new piece, which is meant to be played during SIBF in July, and had an hour of sectionals. So, we came back with rhythm problems and KK was frustrated. Then, he finally admitted that he don't like our batch. But it was so obvious he didn't even need to say it and I hate him for that cause I used to love him so much as our conductor. He was like, "Other times, I just have to go through 4,5 times and people get it. Now, people are still repeating the same mistakes after 9, 10 times!" And, "This is the most disappointing batch I've seen. And the main problem lies with the seniors." Who else? Obviously you are talking about my batch. I swear I felt like crying, and was angry at the same time. I mean, yes it is our responsibility to take care of the band but you can't blame us entirely! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today just, ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I still can't really make up my mind if I should go for SIBF. On one hand, I don't feel like going cause it will be super tiring and I don't wanna see Kk's face anymore. Just get over with it. But on the other hand, I wonder if I will miss music after this, or is keith able to cope. Besides, Kk talk like as if he don't need us, what "The sec4 &amp; 5s, you don't like it, just don't play. The sec2 &amp; 3s, you are playing this". I swear it felt aweful and makes me want to join all the more and prove him wrong. Sigh, dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. It's not that I'm always happy, it's just that I'm glad I've came out from the worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-54149503622833428?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/54149503622833428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=54149503622833428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/54149503622833428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/54149503622833428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-mood-is-your-worse-enemey.html' title='YOUR MOOD IS YOUR WORSE ENEMEY.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-2045407412075120968</id><published>2012-01-26T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:41:14.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT A CAMERA.</title><content type='html'>Thursday, 26th January 2012. Windy/Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I feel like blogging tonight but then I'm so sleepy I can't think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was LEARNING JOURNEY DAY to the Botanic Gardens! Weeeeeeeee. And yes I want a camera cause I suddenly find the not so talented talent in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm tired. Rahrahrah! Kthxbye. HAHAHAHAHA. Shit, I'm going crazy on my blog ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-2045407412075120968?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/2045407412075120968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=2045407412075120968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2045407412075120968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2045407412075120968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-want-camera.html' title='I WANT A CAMERA.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-6795767104808191501</id><published>2012-01-23T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:05:03.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SR6iYWJxHqs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't listened to this song for soo long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-6795767104808191501?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/6795767104808191501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=6795767104808191501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6795767104808191501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6795767104808191501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/01/havent-listened-to-this-song-for-soo.html' title=''/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SR6iYWJxHqs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-6473593720563696101</id><published>2012-01-23T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T00:58:34.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE.</title><content type='html'>Monday, 23rd January 2012. Rainy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been.. 22 days since I last posted. Mainly because I'm lazy, and I don't really have the time. Almost a month have passed, it's like in a blink of an eye, and TADAH! It's Chinese new year already, and nearing the end of January. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January is quite an eventful month for me this year. Quite a lot of things going on. New school term, OCMC'12, CCA exploration, birthday, CNY celebration etc. As usual, I'm probably too lazy to go into details with all the different occassions. But, going to feed you with some stories of mine, so.. here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting of school.&lt;br /&gt;Bascially school still feels like any other year in Riverside ( so far, still, the worse has yet to come). First day of school was just adminstrative and boringboring stuff. I ended up in the first row of seats, soso not used at first. Then, change of some subject teachers and MrGoh is now goneee. Well, at least, I guess we got better teachers now (: Ms Hesley for English, Mdm Shen LF for HCL, Ms Tan CH (Seriously? Life's gonna be hell soon) for physics and Mrs tan for math (I'm gonna speak so slow but not bore you to death by spicing my speeches up with some weird ancient teacher). That's all.. I think?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and so far, we don't really have a lot of homework, YET. But I keep sinking into a freaking terrible mood everytime lesson starts, guess I'm not ready yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND BEFFORE I FORGET, I'm continuing HCL this year. Got an A1 plus distinction. WHICH is a veryveryvery shocking news cause my oral is like unusually lousy be it Chinese or English and I was sososo afraid it'd pull my marks down like hell and land me in a grade-three state. And then I saw Layping going up on stage to retrieve her good results and Mingwei looking at me as I receive my results, like as if the answer will be written on my face. &lt;br /&gt;Intended to go look for Layping after I got back my results, but was chased back to class :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCMC'12.&lt;br /&gt;Was placed in a group with people whom I'm certainly not familiar with and don't know, except for Charmian Kua &amp; Jiajing who are good friends and maybe Xueyi too. I'm actually ok with that, unfamiliar faces, more friends! Just to mention, it's my first year as an OGL, and I'm posted to class 1/8.&lt;br /&gt;It was not too good initially and I had this sudden paranoid feeling that I'd do a lousy job, probably a shadow I've acquired from last year's SC. It's just me. Cause everything turned out fine and then soo great on the second day of the camp. I was even more assured when Vanitha came up to me and said, "You've wasted your talent for the past 3 years".&lt;br /&gt;And, lucky or not, Yongtat happened to be my class' alumni, together with Andy. Well at least he didn't disturb me that much cause he was in-charge of another group. &lt;br /&gt;Campfire night was the best part ever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA exploration.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there isn't anything much to talk about. Just that we totally change the whole band's sitting arrangement for it, and the band store was totally opened up, which means more doors to close and higher chances of me breaking Wafir's leg. Then Kktan can slide open the music room window and pop his head out to scare and talk to the sec ones. &lt;br /&gt;My sec ones were really quite supportive though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;WAS GREAAAATTT! Shall leave it for next time, or... to be kept in my head. Too lazy to elaborate now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was boring and I didn't get to see the Modern dancers perform. BUT! My beloved 1/8 made my day once again, other then constantly waving to me throughout the whole celebartion, they gave me a present too! It's like a paper bag with half the class's note to me and a little gift from Joey, Priscilla and Stepfanie. They are like super cute, such a big carrier and then... a few pieces of chocolate inside. Then another sec one stuff her sweets into my hand from the imposter god of fortune and I obviously know who he is. It was nothing big and extravagant, but still, sweet. Fir is jealous~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost one in the morning. Should sleep. Weee, New Year is here! &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-6473593720563696101?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/6473593720563696101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=6473593720563696101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6473593720563696101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6473593720563696101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/01/life.html' title='LIFE.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-3834896474490849378</id><published>2012-01-01T16:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T17:09:29.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I welcome 2012 with open arms.</title><content type='html'>Sunday, 1st January 2012. Sunny and hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;centre&gt; HAPPY NEW YEAR! ER.. ME? &lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/new year 2012/Prakhil_Soni/New_Year/happy_new_year.gif?o=13" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1121.photobucket.com/albums/l513/Prakhil_Soni/New_Year/happy_new_year.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee! It's 2012 already, so happy. I don't know why but I always love New Years it makes me feel so fresh. Like a new start and I can do things afresh and set them in proper again cause I once again screwed up my previous year as I get more and more lazy. HAHAHA! Excited me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway, yesterday was awesome. No not the countdown but... it's nice to spend New Year countdown with a bunch of goodgood seniors. On the way, Yongtat had so much fun disturbing me. Hmmph! I'm gonna complain to Grace, another lovely senior! But it's okay, I got my revenge hehehuhuhoho!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at Marina Barrage was total crap. Stupid pan-faced panda and non-existing counting down. In the end, the entire crowd's attention was diverted to sky-rising lanterns and beautiful fireworks at Marina Bay Sands. We should have gone there, to do a proper countdown. And Layping was there! She wanted to meet me but I guess the network worldwide just crashed.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah okay, I suddenly run out of words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-3834896474490849378?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/3834896474490849378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=3834896474490849378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/3834896474490849378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/3834896474490849378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-welcome-2012-with-open-arms.html' title='I welcome 2012 with open arms.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1121.photobucket.com/albums/l513/Prakhil_Soni/New_Year/th_happy_new_year.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-2134409431941831534</id><published>2011-12-31T18:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T19:12:25.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!</title><content type='html'>Saturday, 31st December 2011. Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a Sunny day. But actually, I'd prefer a rainy day. Sorry to be so contradicting but I'm sweating like 684523804523. Totally spoil my mood for doing homework cause I intended to be a good girl today since I'm going for countdown tonight! And Andrew TAN asked me out tomorrow. Should I go? Or should I be a good kid? Hmm! But 2011's ending, which means holiday's ending so shouldn't I enjoy myself? Besides, tomorrow is 1st JANUARY 2012. I should enjoy a new year rightright? Hohoho. *Dilemma*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M COUNTING DOWN @ MARINA BARRAGE TONIGHT. Woo my first countdown ever so excited! &lt;3 It'd be just another boring, "Oh it's a new year" but was on Facebook yesterday and was talking to Yongtat and Grace. And Yongtat asked Mingwei to ask me out together with Grace and himself. And Mingwei asked me to invite. So us plus Pohgeok and Jiachyi and Xiangxin my favourite seniors in band! &lt;br /&gt;And Layping was so jealous cause everybody loves me and she scared they will snatch me away hehehuhuhahahoho I feel like a lucky little girl. Anyway, tonight's gonna be a BLAST! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012! HERE. I. COME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh speaking of New Year. Everybody has New Year Resolutions right? Actually, I don't really have one cause I think I'll be too tired to follow through when school reopens. But this year, I hope to study hard, play hard, smile hard and laugh hard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm turning 16 next year (which is by the way in a few hours' time)! Time flies like 68745023343146345.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                #1 Challenge of the year 2012: Wake up early. (Ok this is disastrous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do a reflection of this year, should I? But not now cause I need to bathe a be prepared to go out later I'm a stinky little child now. Bye and have a HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Actually, the title should be "Are you kidding me it's 2012!" but I think it doesn't apply, YET.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-2134409431941831534?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/2134409431941831534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=2134409431941831534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2134409431941831534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2134409431941831534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/12/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-6266008900091271115</id><published>2011-12-27T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T18:23:31.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU.</title><content type='html'>"Don't waste your life trying to impress other people. Do what you love, love what you do." &lt;br /&gt;I finally understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I think everybody likes my handshake HAHAHA #justshowingoff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-6266008900091271115?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/6266008900091271115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=6266008900091271115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6266008900091271115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6266008900091271115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/12/you.html' title='YOU.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-984432351256580352</id><published>2011-12-27T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T11:14:01.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad santa.</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 27th December 2011. Cloudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from christmas! Celebrated with friends on 23rd &amp; 24th. And had a dinner at home with family and cousins (: 25th was just a stay-at-home-and-watch-TV day though. Leonard's back from a 13 day adventure. He looks handsome with tan skin and copper-colour hair, I was like who's that? Just saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my books, JUST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, coughing so much my voice's changing and I ache all over. Just don't tell me it's another throat inflammation. Besides, school's reopening soon. Not looking forward. Homework undone and revision not touched. Next year would be a year of intensive studying and CCA only step down in late July for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss meeting again today tsk. Gotta jiayou, we have less than 3 months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to tell, just felt like posting. Hehehe. Kthxbye (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nCLd1jbIx2k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't forget you, don't regret you. &lt;br /&gt;And the hardest thing I've had to do is live without you.&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder why we both walked away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially like this phrase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-984432351256580352?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/984432351256580352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=984432351256580352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/984432351256580352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/984432351256580352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/12/bad-santa.html' title='Bad santa.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nCLd1jbIx2k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-1840034199012809740</id><published>2011-12-23T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T13:02:06.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SMELL CHRISTMAS IN THE AIR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NU8puvvHJcY/TvP_538UheI/AAAAAAAAATg/Ta2APtFMoNQ/s1600/Ornaments-in-christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NU8puvvHJcY/TvP_538UheI/AAAAAAAAATg/Ta2APtFMoNQ/s400/Ornaments-in-christmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689172124033648098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 23rd December 2011. Rainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be raining forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm back home! From Penang. Yayy. Took off on 20th morning and I was back yesterday night. The trip there wasn't too bad after all. Both my sisters fell sick though. I'm the strong one *Shows muscles* Hehehuhuhahahoho! And I didn't know that we have to take plane to Penang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was kinda relaxed. Was drove around, food and rested in the hotel. It's like a family suite with two rooms, and living room plus dining place. In the room, we open the door to the balcony and tada! - that's the beach. Then there's like a television in each room and one in the living hall. IT WAS AWESOME. And did you ever realise that 'awesome' is being spelled as Awe-so-me. Anyway, that was after lunch served with superb roasted chicken rice. &lt;br /&gt;Watched television and caught a nap before going out out for dinner. Went to this place called Gurney. There's this outdoor hawker centre which we decided to dine there. But it started drizzling when our food was done and we had to abandon it to seek shelter. So yeah, went to the nearby mall to dine on not-so-nice HongKong restaurant probably because I was still thinking of my Yang Tau Fu. And shopped for souvenir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day was more of a Heritage tour. It was surprisingly interesting and not boring. I like! Another souvenir for myself. Penaraakan and blue mansion. That night, we went back to Gurney to have food again. Yay! Second night was yet another toss-and-turn night and another weird dream. I have no idea why I'm dreaming about guys in my class. Eeks, I sound like a... a... whatever I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for another tour at the temple and lunched and shopped before heading to the airport. Picked up Teddy's cousin on the way back - it was probably looking for my teddy in Singapore. Blah blah blah so on and so fo and I'm homeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Meeting Edina and Shimin today evening to celebrate christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-1840034199012809740?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/1840034199012809740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=1840034199012809740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/1840034199012809740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/1840034199012809740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-smell-christmas-in-air.html' title='I SMELL CHRISTMAS IN THE AIR.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NU8puvvHJcY/TvP_538UheI/AAAAAAAAATg/Ta2APtFMoNQ/s72-c/Ornaments-in-christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-6924775289492804168</id><published>2011-12-22T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:48:45.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wWIldUXMixE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever feels this way should be my boyfriend in the future. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-6924775289492804168?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/6924775289492804168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=6924775289492804168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6924775289492804168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6924775289492804168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!'/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wWIldUXMixE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-5310525787795653160</id><published>2011-12-18T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T23:53:43.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday, 18th December 2011. Rainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep and I miss band :( I miss my saxophone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 shall be my last year with RSSB. And I probably wouldn't join band after Secondary school cause it will be super tedious and I'm not pro enough. #nostalgic. Howhow. &lt;br /&gt;I shall spend my last year in band fruitfully. And Rhapsody Night 2012 shall probably the time of my life. I would miss music after that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind; for me it happens all the time. &lt;br /&gt;It's a quater after one, I'm all alone and I need you now. &lt;br /&gt;- Need you now Lady Antebella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend christmas with friends. But no one seems free on 25th. Advance and belated celebration ain't that exciting :( &lt;br /&gt;Then the next big event would be New Year count down. Bet I'd be stuck at home again. Sigh :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band was never my passion. But the experience was certainly worthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-5310525787795653160?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/5310525787795653160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=5310525787795653160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/5310525787795653160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/5310525787795653160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunday-18th-december-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-6141100722283504981</id><published>2011-12-17T17:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T19:29:30.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love band.</title><content type='html'>Sunday, 17th December 2011. Rainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm back from band camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 days of bathing in cold water and sleeping on hard floors, shivering under my covers, I'm home. But the weird thing about band camp is, no matter how many scoldings and tough practices we go through, it still turns out to be a BLAST! Wake up, breakfast, practise, lunch, practise, dinner, practise, shower, supper, lights out, That's practically our entire routine during the 4D3N. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how much can I talk about? Except that it was tiring and tedious and mentally draining and my lips hurt like hell I think my teeth's gonna drop anytime soon. Be glad I didn't get sausage-lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's camp was the least physical one. Previous years, we would what? Run at least 20 rounds along the classroom block. I remember once we even had to run around in school, clap our hands above our heads, and shout; "We can do it!". We wouldn't stop until kk nods his head. Those were tiring times. &lt;br /&gt;This year we just sat inside the music room till my butt hurts and play till my lips swell. I don't understand why, as the years go by, kk becomes more and more lenient. He gives lesser punishments. Honestly speaking, I wish he would do that again. It really brings out the band spirit, we were really bonded and all hyper during meal times and cheer like nobody's business. That's my band. This year, the cheer was ... I feel so no face. Fine, maybe it was partly because we are really in need of time. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, but then the punishments and stuff were really tiring. P.s. I think kk is getting old. He like don't even have the mood to scold anymore, don't wake people up like he used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year, slept with Jo, Zuying, Nazhi, Najah, Izhar and Praveen and my section mates cause I feel bad about abandoning them for my friends. He! Poor Jo and Zuying and Jengwen still have to study for retest. Life is good without retest. And we are a bad batch. Boys &amp; girls ain't even supposed to step into each others' bunk but even the majors and exco broke that rule :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, Crystal decided to play with us during concert. Yay! &lt;br /&gt;And I suddenly realise, yesterday would most probably be the last time we get to play ocean glow again. Regretted not playing good enough. That wasn't our standard. We'd all miss it dearly. Speech day was probably the best performance of tone poem we ever had. We gave kk the best performance he ever had &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for this year's concert, I seriously don't think it's that nice. But I shall blame it on the lack of time and inefficient sectionals. BUT at least the march-in kicked in a brilliant start to the concert, we are like so cool please! And the audiences seemed awed by our gimmicks and use of props. Everybody starting standing up and taking pictures and video. If only the music was great, everything would be PERFECT. BUT, it's okay, there's still SIBF next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we will blast the audience for the last time ever in RSSB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AZsLrMwcOhI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-6141100722283504981?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/6141100722283504981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=6141100722283504981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6141100722283504981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6141100722283504981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-love-band.html' title='I love band.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AZsLrMwcOhI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-7652770891328643825</id><published>2011-12-10T00:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T00:11:10.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI.</title><content type='html'>Friday, 9th November 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's has been quite some time since I last posted. Didn't really have much to talk about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet was not bad. Not bad cause I like my friends but sometimes it gets boring. I really need to learn how to cycle. And I got to bball again after like so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut my hair yesterday. It turned out ok. But went haywire after I bathe. Blame it on my waves ._. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band camp in 4 days' time. Then we shall all jiayou during concert. *Cross fingers* Let it turn out great please! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry at this hour. Should I eat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-7652770891328643825?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/7652770891328643825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=7652770891328643825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/7652770891328643825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/7652770891328643825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/12/hi.html' title='HI.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-1277645165771667501</id><published>2011-12-04T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:14:26.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QUwxKWT6m7U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back to December all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-1277645165771667501?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/1277645165771667501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=1277645165771667501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/1277645165771667501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/1277645165771667501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-go-back-to-december-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QUwxKWT6m7U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-3308739502246263346</id><published>2011-12-02T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T00:12:54.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mustdohomework mustdohomework mustdohomework. MUST. DO. HOMEWORK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-3308739502246263346?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/3308739502246263346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=3308739502246263346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/3308739502246263346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/3308739502246263346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/12/mustdohomework-mustdohomework.html' title=''/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-8379548313115215386</id><published>2011-11-25T21:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T22:54:09.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT I CALL HOLIDAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_BxF22aMhnM/Ts-oNPFU14I/AAAAAAAAATU/LD2SyJ3cqhg/s1600/blowingbubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_BxF22aMhnM/Ts-oNPFU14I/AAAAAAAAATU/LD2SyJ3cqhg/s400/blowingbubbles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678942600478119810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 25th November 2011. Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good day, a sunny day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the girls. Watched Puss in Boots. This was my first time cause I don't like animals or anything that isn't supposed to know to how to talk to speak human language. Bought the 1.15 ticket and headed for lunch. Well it isn't really a lunch, just a quick bite at Ajisen cause we don't have enough time. Shared a bowl of paigu ramen with Manting, and one other side dish. Surprisingly, it was kinda filling (Why am i talking so much bout it even though thats not the main point?._.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, managed to reach the theatre in time. The movie was not bad actually. But I kinda regretted when the movie just started. Yeah, all the talking part and yes-I'm-a-puss-who-knows-how-to-talk-so-I'm-full-of-myself-and-you-should-admire-me cat. &lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was quite funny, quite cute. Puss looked much cuter when he was young, and the cat who goes 'Ooh' at random moments. I swear the entire theatre cracks up every time he does that. Oh yesyesyes, and the baby goose who looks exactly like an over-sized chick. &lt;br /&gt;But I don't like Humpty Dumpty, I never liked him. Honestly speaking, I didn't think Puss in Boots will be like this (I mean the storyline, character and all). Actually, I never did think bout it, but.. just not like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to the Icing Room to make a very own cake of our own hehe so nice! Chose all the edible decorations we wanted: Rhino sweet, flavoured pencils, flowery sweet &amp; colourful chocolate rice (?). We kinda don't know what to do at first, but started decorating all sorts of nonsense when Zuying suddenly squeeze an irregular shape out from the pencils. Eventually, we made a rhino family with the house and the grass and the clouds. I swear it looks super nice and cute and colourful but childish. Hehe whatever, I like! And it's like so funnn! I don't care I'm gonna do it again next time. Initially I was still worried that it would turn out like rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we headed to Zuying's house to eat it away. And we off the lights and lit the candle (by me!) and blow the candle! Then we watch movie while eating the cake. Ok, it doesn't really taste that nice, but I still likelikelike! The first movie was like super boring I felt like sleeping, so we changed and the second one was much better and I survived the whole movie. It's like already 7p.m. when we're done. So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home in the breeze, it was a nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call, a holiday, with friends. Yeah, and I'm very happy today; that explains the long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I think my eyes are rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for today, byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-8379548313115215386?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/8379548313115215386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=8379548313115215386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/8379548313115215386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/8379548313115215386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-i-call-holiday.html' title='WHAT I CALL HOLIDAY.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_BxF22aMhnM/Ts-oNPFU14I/AAAAAAAAATU/LD2SyJ3cqhg/s72-c/blowingbubbles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-2730983969836636642</id><published>2011-11-24T23:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T23:47:47.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUMPING HEART.</title><content type='html'>Gah, why Wafir post his name on my wall. Please tell me nobody saw it, especially him. &lt;br /&gt;So guilty towards them all. Yes, it isn't my fault that they feel this way, but, but.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I actually tell Wafir bout it. At least he'll shuddap already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear diary, this is frustrating. I don't want to do this anymore. If only I can control it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-2730983969836636642?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/2730983969836636642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=2730983969836636642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2730983969836636642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2730983969836636642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/jumping-heart.html' title='JUMPING HEART.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-2429991633031615131</id><published>2011-11-24T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T23:46:08.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Drama.</title><content type='html'>Thursday, 24th November 2011. Sunny/Rainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was yet another typical holiday. Nothing eventful. Spent the whole afternoon watching 阳光天使, cause I was getting addicted. 阳光&amp;雅辛! Loved their roles la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I suck at comforting people. People won't cheer up just because you are sincere and I always end up not knowing what to say. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, shall leave you alone to think things through, or if you need my ear, I'll always be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't even want to say anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-2429991633031615131?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/2429991633031615131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=2429991633031615131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2429991633031615131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2429991633031615131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/thursday-24th-november-2011.html' title='All The Drama.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-6810780413098403056</id><published>2011-11-23T12:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:34:28.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 23 November 2011. Cloudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the sudden urge to be a good girl when I wake up this morning. Finally, I'm doing some work. Yay! #happygoodgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching some show on Taiwan (need a break after homework-ing). Was reminded of how I loved Taiwan. The people, the place, the environment, and everything else. Maybe, just MAYBE I can migrate to Taiwan when I grow up ( ah, feel like I'm betraying SG)! Butbut, the European countries are not bad too!  :P Either places, I get to see Mr Snowman! But it will be much nicer in Perth during christmas :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, R added me on FaceBook. So,&lt;br /&gt;If we ever get on good terms, just want to say, thank you for those times. They were really nice, and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, it's good that we separate too. So yeah! *happy face*. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I haven't been excersing like I promised myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\edit/&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Had Pizzahut feast for dinner. So fulll. I'm a greedy fat pig wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going for a food date with Clarissa next week. Yumyum! Can't wait, I haven't seen her for ages!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-6810780413098403056?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/6810780413098403056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=6810780413098403056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6810780413098403056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6810780413098403056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/wednesday-23-november-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-5646997237405952300</id><published>2011-11-21T21:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:40:38.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAHH!</title><content type='html'>Monday 21 November 2011. Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was, and AM still pissed off. NOBODY FROM MARKETING TURN UP TODAY. Some didn't even inform me. &lt;i&gt; Do'ya know how annoyed I was?!&lt;/i&gt; I never came across such serious attendence problem. In the end, only one came, LATE. Cause she was informed. Wtf is this? 1 out of 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've wasted my &lt;i&gt;WHOLE&lt;/i&gt; afternoon, cause people ain't responsible enough. Seriously, ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: Sometimes, I look at my previous posts, and feel like a complete idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\edit/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus and Nabil came today. I was scared of Marcus, somehow I think he didn't like me. But he seems friendly, maybe I'm just being paranoid. But it's good to know we're on fine terms now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think of SC'11. I think of how things might be different. &lt;br /&gt;I remember praying sometimes. Not for SC to be a succuess, but for me to just faint, and maybe slip into a coma or something like that - so that people will start to understand. Understand that things had really been difficult, that I'm trying my best, that I need their understanding, that I need a break. They were just silly thoughts, it never happen. &lt;br /&gt;But I'm really proud. At least I survived. And I smile because I did. I wonder if Layping's proud of me too, well she told me she was! I hope it ain't just words of encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to start work, and here goes my busy life again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it last to love, but sometimes it hurt instead", I remember you said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-5646997237405952300?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/5646997237405952300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=5646997237405952300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/5646997237405952300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/5646997237405952300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/rahh.html' title='RAHH!'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-6610315733167387843</id><published>2011-11-20T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T20:46:55.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRING JOY.</title><content type='html'>Sunday 20 November 2011. Raining at Expo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd week at work. Tiring, but at times, it can really be interesting. Like today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet a super bubbly security guard. While in the midst of distributing flyers, she suddenly sneak up &amp; poked me. Stunned me, and a moment of awkward silence. Then she was like.. "Why, shock ah?" Haha, quite cute. Subsequently, we kept fooling around. Bet the passerbys was like... Eh? But anyws, I like her friendly personality (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had yoghurt for dinner instead of proper meal. Embarassed myself totally, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. Ahwell.&lt;br /&gt;The salesperson and Elaine probably had a good laugh bout me. Brings joy, it's ok it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently training home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-6610315733167387843?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/6610315733167387843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=6610315733167387843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6610315733167387843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/6610315733167387843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/bring-joy.html' title='BRING JOY.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-2213403926806746952</id><published>2011-11-19T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:18:34.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20.11.2011</title><content type='html'>Saturday 19 November 2011. Rainy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band is a bore now. We aren't playing really exciting or difficult pieces, we aren't doing choreography, we aren't prepared. It's less than a month away from concert, and there's still so many things left undone. And I ain't gonna have no solo anymore too. Not really looking forward to concert anymore. Let's just hope things get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs to work again tomorrow, don't really feel like it. Would prefer to work at some grand restaurant or somewhere more fun and interesting though! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Sometimes I feel so stupid cause I can't cycle, can't swim, can't roller blade, can't dance, can't this can't that. No adventures at all. Chey! Boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\edit/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUSIN IS TALLER THAN MY SISTER NOW. He's what, 2 years younger than me. Depressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's my kit kat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-2213403926806746952?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/2213403926806746952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=2213403926806746952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2213403926806746952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/2213403926806746952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/saturday-19-november-2011.html' title='20.11.2011'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-5891627042599043639</id><published>2011-11-17T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:55:42.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday, 17th November 2011. Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. &lt;i&gt;Really!&lt;/i&gt; I felt like I was going to die. Recently, life has been nothing but Band, SCMC &amp; work. Is that &lt;i&gt; even&lt;/i&gt; a life? 好久没有那种累得快疯掉的感觉了. Maybe I'm doing much more than I should. But I just can't let go, can't help feeling worried. But I'm currently putting so many things on my plate it's like a robot working non-stop. I need a breather too. &lt;br /&gt;Grant me some ME time please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the first month into holidays and look at me. Exhausted. Honestly speaking, I'm afraid things will be like last year again. I hated that feeling. So tired, so stressed, so depressed, so wronged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-5891627042599043639?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/5891627042599043639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=5891627042599043639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/5891627042599043639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/5891627042599043639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/thursday-17th-november-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-1185918185977336536</id><published>2011-11-06T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:33:03.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK.</title><content type='html'>5th November 2011. Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day at work - distributing flyers at Expo. It was &lt;i&gt; TIRING &lt;/i&gt;, but nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meet many nice strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there was this lady, (doing some survey around that area). She came up to me during dinner time, gave me a box of popcorn, said, "Haven't eat right? This is for you."  &lt;i&gt; Ah so nice! &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, meal time, I was ordering food. The uncle beside me coincidentally ordered the same food. He pointed to his bowl, and told me I needa tell the hawker if I wanted meepok or kuey tiao. After that, another uncle got me a tray and said, " You need a tray so you can put your soup too!" All I could do was laugh and smile at them. I feel like a xiaohaizi la! Omgosh hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, these are the nice people that makes me day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-1185918185977336536?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/1185918185977336536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=1185918185977336536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/1185918185977336536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/1185918185977336536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/work.html' title='WORK.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-8260533563894275784</id><published>2011-11-02T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T17:18:26.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reblog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLb8XtmrX14/TrEKPvfiQoI/AAAAAAAAASw/-sUSZcb2nF4/s1600/Dino%2Blove.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLb8XtmrX14/TrEKPvfiQoI/AAAAAAAAASw/-sUSZcb2nF4/s400/Dino%2Blove.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670324671399215746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I SWEAR THIS IS SUPPER CUTE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lipsarefallingoff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-8260533563894275784?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/8260533563894275784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=8260533563894275784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/8260533563894275784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/8260533563894275784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/haha-i-swear-this-is-supper-cute.html' title='Reblog.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLb8XtmrX14/TrEKPvfiQoI/AAAAAAAAASw/-sUSZcb2nF4/s72-c/Dino%2Blove.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-1763100869862880830</id><published>2011-11-01T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:50:44.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o39NsN66YIg/TrAGiX9R4mI/AAAAAAAAASk/wGJu1EwalaQ/s1600/not%2Byou.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o39NsN66YIg/TrAGiX9R4mI/AAAAAAAAASk/wGJu1EwalaQ/s400/not%2Byou.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670039118475813474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st November 2011 Yet another rainy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear today was super tiring. I don't know why. But I already felt like I wouldn't survive the day by lunch time. It has been &lt;i&gt;soooo&lt;/i&gt; long since band ever felt so tiring. Early in the morning, theories cramped into my head. Man, I mean, that's crazy and exhausting can. Furthermore, we're only halfway through. Lips starting to hurt already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more, there's still band the whole of tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following Thursday is 10th November. Hell, can't believe this. Don't even think I'm prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange how I've been listening to songs like 'Back to December' and 'September' these days. Get that weird feeling; but I'm not even out of love! But anyways, nicenice! Currently listening to 'Lips of an angel' by Hinder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-1763100869862880830?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/1763100869862880830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=1763100869862880830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/1763100869862880830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/1763100869862880830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/11/closing-eyes.html' title='Break.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o39NsN66YIg/TrAGiX9R4mI/AAAAAAAAASk/wGJu1EwalaQ/s72-c/not%2Byou.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643493748205999549.post-4290967840977533167</id><published>2011-10-31T23:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T22:17:25.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamy eyes.</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've written to you multiple times today. Now, I can't fall asleep. Thats why I'm here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister told me a couple of days ago, that now, it's really hard to find someone who will accept you for who you are, and also find comfortable company with. I say, " But isn't this sad? ". She told me we didn't have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I agree. Till now, I never really know who accepts me for who I am. Till now, I don't really know in front of whom will I be able to say whatever I want without giving it much thought, or do whatever I like knowing that the other will play along. I knew someone who did, but I guess we lost it. And years after, I still regret not appreciating what I had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange enough, I don't remember who she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to feel tired. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-4290967840977533167?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/4290967840977533167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=4290967840977533167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/4290967840977533167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/4290967840977533167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/10/dear-diary-ive-written-to-you-for.html' title='Dreamy eyes.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-7513369772156143152</id><published>2011-10-31T14:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T18:13:27.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like a masquerade world</title><content type='html'>On the same old day, it's still raining outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I just &lt;i&gt;THINK&lt;/i&gt; I know people. Fact is, they never show me who they really are. And I was deceived time and again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are things that not everyone needs to know about. But that doesn't mean people HAVE to act like the way they aren't right? Man, I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, reason might be, people stereotype. But still, still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\edited/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been looking back at my previous posts. Feels so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you three 'Ha's. HA.HA.HA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-7513369772156143152?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/7513369772156143152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=7513369772156143152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/7513369772156143152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/7513369772156143152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-like-masquerade-world.html' title='It&apos;s like a masquerade world'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-210316333839600488</id><published>2011-10-31T11:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:09:25.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smell the rain.</title><content type='html'>2011 31st October Rainy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary, &lt;br /&gt;Was reminded that it had been a long time since I wrote to you. But I wonder how many still blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the school term is over. Which means, yes, holidays. It's weird how people looked forward to school breaks, and ended up feeling the major contradictions. Like whut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results was soso. Don't really wanna talk about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Decided to try for OGL this year. I didn't even get that damn form last 2 years. Occupied holidays. What can I do? Figured it'd be quite fun, so yep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I'm still in SC, still marketing. First meeting starts this Thursday. Next year would be better (: I know what to do, NOT GONNA SCREW THIS TIME LIKE HOW I DID. I'm confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn, too long without blogger, how do i use you now? hello, where's the colour and font size thing? tell me. nah, I doubt anybody comes here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, I wanna spend Christmas oversea &amp; scare the hell of out of myself every time I see creatures at my doorstep, waiting for treats. I mean, celebrating oversea is so much cooler than being in Singapore. I never get to see Mr. Snowman here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I need a simpler blogskin. Doesn't anyone know the meaning of 'simplicity does it'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bie ai wo. Ni hui hen xin ku. Ye jiu yin wei ni shi wo de peng you, wo geng shi can kui. I wanna tell you, dan shi gai cong he kai kou ne?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-210316333839600488?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/210316333839600488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=210316333839600488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/210316333839600488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/210316333839600488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2011/10/2011-31st-october-rainy-dear-diary-was.html' title='Smell the rain.'/><author><name>xinqian</name><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-6643493748205999549.post-1175536506870527096</id><published>2010-06-17T14:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T15:05:31.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;FASHION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbohmGfepsk/TBnITyPlGHI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XvdhNMMth5A/s1600/abercrombie.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbohmGfepsk/TBnITyPlGHI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XvdhNMMth5A/s400/abercrombie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483634263530477682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643493748205999549-1175536506870527096?l=i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/1175536506870527096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6643493748205999549&amp;postID=1175536506870527096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/1175536506870527096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643493748205999549/posts/default/1175536506870527096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-love-smiley-faces.blogspot.com/2010/06/fashion.html' title=''/><author><name>xinqian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbohmGfepsk/TBnITyPlGHI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XvdhNMMth5A/s72-c/abercrombie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
