<?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-11551624</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:34:02.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mudgreen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mic.</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>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-7297979746750283568</id><published>2007-04-28T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T08:35:48.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;11 DAYS&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU HCCO(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;owe taxi money&lt;br /&gt;owe hong money for pet money&lt;br /&gt;owe yijing money for food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha got blister on my toe so weird!&lt;br /&gt;playing soccer barefooted very fun :D&lt;br /&gt;yayy happy birthday zhiguang weiquian zhengyou and xiaohong!&lt;br /&gt;thnkyou xiangjiao yellow for the wooden house! (:&lt;br /&gt;porgy forever! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a random post! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;tooooddlessss! shal go back to my room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-7297979746750283568?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/7297979746750283568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=7297979746750283568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/7297979746750283568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/7297979746750283568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/04/d-happy-happy-11-days-jiayou-hcco.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-7907352479118547821</id><published>2007-04-17T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T07:41:57.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Artist/Band: Rascal Flatts&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics for Song: What Hurts The Most&lt;br /&gt;Album: Me &amp; My Gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;That don’t bother me&lt;br /&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;br /&gt;I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not what gets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Was being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was tryin’ to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;But I’m doin’ It&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;Still Harder&lt;br /&gt;Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret&lt;br /&gt;But I know if I could do it over&lt;br /&gt;I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart&lt;br /&gt;That I left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Is being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the mostIs being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do(Not seeing that loving you)&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this song(:&lt;br /&gt;today was fun! hahah&lt;br /&gt;we went to novena for free ice cream! :D with yangyan!&lt;br /&gt;saw the whole bunch of pple walking towards us al with their ice cream cones&lt;br /&gt;and that gave us the incentive to get there faster so we decided to run!&lt;br /&gt;the queue was super long but lucky we dint have to wait that long&lt;br /&gt;they got alot of manpower quite efficient :D&lt;br /&gt;i ate chocolate fudge brownie flavour! wahhh got that xin fu de gan jue&lt;br /&gt;then i randomly thought of what my friends shared with me and i thought im a lucky girl!&lt;br /&gt;hehh yijing helped me get the ben and jerry red balloon!&lt;br /&gt;very nice hahaha it says THE HAPPY PEOPLE CO.&lt;br /&gt;super cute :D yayy and kahyim gave me the postcard too thnkyou!&lt;br /&gt;hahah now i have 3 balloons at home&lt;br /&gt;they make up the traffic light colours leh! red green and yellow!&lt;br /&gt;haha ok random (:&lt;br /&gt;after ice cream yangyan sherene and shengwei had to leave&lt;br /&gt;so moses, nickoh, kahyim, shumin, yijing, chelsea, jinglin and i went to guangguang (:&lt;br /&gt;went to the kids level hahhaa damn fun&lt;br /&gt;kids these dayds damn lucky&lt;br /&gt;nice clothes nice toys and parents are willing to splurge on their kids :S&lt;br /&gt;to think i used to use marbles as my barbie dolls and lego as their car&lt;br /&gt;hahah oh man damn deprived :S&lt;br /&gt;thats why i love TOYS R US that much!&lt;br /&gt;so after that, we also went to TOYS R US!&lt;br /&gt;YAYYY (: had fun playing with all the spastic toys&lt;br /&gt;nickoh yijing and i were meng pressing all the toys all at one go hehh&lt;br /&gt;so it was super noisy cause all the poohs were blabbering at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;damn funnny i couldn stop laughing haha!&lt;br /&gt;hahha chelsea and jinglin said it was a waste of time :S&lt;br /&gt;oh man i felt bad for making them wait while we play&lt;br /&gt;hmmm but i sitll love TOYS R US :D \&lt;br /&gt;made me forget all the nonsensical emotions and thoughts i had before that!&lt;br /&gt;shall go changi airport one day with lover! we haven gone out for ages!&lt;br /&gt;hahah shall go read my notes now :S&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEBYEBYBYEBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-7907352479118547821?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/7907352479118547821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=7907352479118547821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/7907352479118547821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/7907352479118547821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/04/artistband-rascal-flatts-lyrics-for.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-289985624152279161</id><published>2007-04-11T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T07:30:01.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm ive been very exhausted these few days&lt;br /&gt;was totally zonked out today&lt;br /&gt;could feel some eavy thingy in my brain caouldn concentrate during school&lt;br /&gt;and i fell flat on the table sleeping while my econ tcher was going thru our econ paper&lt;br /&gt;aye i shall catch some rest today and mug at 3 am tmr!&lt;br /&gt;dint manage to go dinner with the rest today cause i had no money and i was really too tired to wana go eeat le sorry :S&lt;br /&gt;so went home with hong and the ba wu er bang!&lt;br /&gt;hahah very fun(: samuel was saying we shld start planning tanbo chalet wahhh alot of things to do!&lt;br /&gt;homework mug test piah presents write letters! go mic go!&lt;br /&gt;hehh super happy after co prac today(:&lt;br /&gt;shouhao said he was impressed by me playing the daruan&lt;br /&gt;hehh and we both agreed that gender does not matter&lt;br /&gt;most importantly size doesnt matter too!&lt;br /&gt;thankyou thnkyou it made my day :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm hcco is getting better each prac and can tell everyones starting to get serious le!&lt;br /&gt;yayy JIAYOU HCCO(:&lt;br /&gt;our day will come for us to shine! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres alot more other things to blog but im tired!&lt;br /&gt;sleep&gt; blogging! shall napp soon(:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha time to go byebye blog! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now youre telling me that all youve been was just a lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to stay sane &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we're all telling the same story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;living the same lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just walking down our different lanes..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-289985624152279161?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/289985624152279161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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outing was nice!&lt;br /&gt;thankyou to all those who gave out really nice presents! :D&lt;br /&gt;managed to catch up with some of them&lt;br /&gt;we just sat there and talked and ate and played!&lt;br /&gt;walking to mrt station from yishun to sembawang was really quite loser :S but it was good excercise hehhh&lt;br /&gt;it has been a long day! :D shall get some rest!&lt;br /&gt;upload pictures another day bah(:&lt;br /&gt;HAKUNA MATATA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you know i'll be there ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you ever need me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll be praying for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-6183259348761671403?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-5211248240176333102</id><published>2007-04-05T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T06:51:27.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a really weird day&lt;br /&gt;my friend ran away from home&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder how shes doing now&lt;br /&gt;i hope shes okay :S&lt;br /&gt;the last thing i wana know is for something to happen to her, GRAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misato left our class today ):&lt;br /&gt;i like  her alot shes a very cute girl&lt;br /&gt;she made me feel so bad cause she gave me this pair of chopsticks!&lt;br /&gt;very pretty(: we were teasig her about her guy&lt;br /&gt;that she must show us her guy's picture! haha&lt;br /&gt;shes very nice! :D ill miss her! like her smile and the times when we helped her fold her cranes(:&lt;br /&gt;nvm we'll keep in contact! i hope(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yijing and i ponned econ lecture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we got caught by choe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really needed the time to do my stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;times really passes and im way behind everyone for everything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im gonna start studying after this post &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ehhh wait must call feeb first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yijing told me i shld give up sme commitments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT its so hard i love doing all the things i do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope illl be able to cope then nothinhg has to be given up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jiayou MIC(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just sat there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thought of what has been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i cried and cried till those tears ran dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause what is left has gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i could hear what u had to say.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-5211248240176333102?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/5211248240176333102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=5211248240176333102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/5211248240176333102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/5211248240176333102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/04/todays-really-weird-day-my-friend-ran.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-2579470191447365973</id><published>2007-04-03T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T08:33:26.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D NYCO OWNS!&lt;br /&gt;the juniors pulled through!&lt;br /&gt;i was sooo glad for them(:&lt;br /&gt;knowing how much theyve put in to get to where they are&lt;br /&gt;i just felt super gan dong&lt;br /&gt;its not about how you play but about feeling for what you play&lt;br /&gt;nyco has proven the fact that what matters is music from the heart&lt;br /&gt;my lover and i were crying for them when they were playing&lt;br /&gt;its been such a long time since ive felt those emotions.&lt;br /&gt;its such a nice feeling to bbe hearing good co music after so long(:&lt;br /&gt;i was very conforted to know that my juniors are putting in their best on stage&lt;br /&gt;and tahts why they managed to shine! :D&lt;br /&gt;dont know why i hugged my juniors i couldn help but tear again :S&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh how i wish i could feel those emotions like them&lt;br /&gt;i really hope ill be able to feel that much for the next upcoming syf GRAH ):&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go back to nyco ): rah but it doesnt matter where i go, my hearts always with nyco!&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to describe everything but im happy today anyway! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love NYCO and my green happy meal balloon! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grant me my lil wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-2579470191447365973?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/2579470191447365973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=2579470191447365973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/2579470191447365973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/2579470191447365973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/04/d-nyco-owns-juniors-pulled-through-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-5429112276379660034</id><published>2007-04-01T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T08:25:39.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have one apple&lt;br /&gt;and you have two&lt;br /&gt;you give me one apple&lt;br /&gt;and i have two!&lt;br /&gt;i ate one apple and give one back to you&lt;br /&gt;now i have no apples and you have TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE THIS SONG(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'd do anything to see you smile(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-5429112276379660034?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/5429112276379660034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=5429112276379660034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/5429112276379660034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/5429112276379660034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-one-apple-and-you-have-two-you_01.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-7664027323746634554</id><published>2007-04-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T08:25:33.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have one apple&lt;br /&gt;and you have two&lt;br /&gt;you give me one apple&lt;br /&gt;and i have two!&lt;br /&gt;i ate one apple and give one back to you&lt;br /&gt;now i have no apples and you have TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE THIS SONG(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'd do anything to see you smile(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-7664027323746634554?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/7664027323746634554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=7664027323746634554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/7664027323746634554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/7664027323746634554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-one-apple-and-you-have-two-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-1214859696210239059</id><published>2007-03-20T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T08:50:43.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>created by &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/view_user_profile.php?uid=327107"&gt;emotester&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To create your own quiz, &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/Signup.php" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored as Emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oascentral.oxygen.com/RealMedia/ads/click_lx.ads/quizfarm.com/results.php/1102899453/x95/default/empty.gif/63613963306330623435666666386430?" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://oascentral.oxygen.com/RealMedia/ads/click_nx.ads/quizfarm.com/results.php@x95" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fuckin emo. Get out of my sight you whining fag.&lt;br /&gt;Emo&lt;br /&gt;55%&lt;br /&gt;Normal human being&lt;br /&gt;35%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ok was bored! so random(:&lt;br /&gt;anw why is everyone getting so upset!&lt;br /&gt;even xiquan was saying theres so much sadness in this world!&lt;br /&gt;cheer up everybody!&lt;br /&gt;like sharon alway says, nothings worth a frown hahah!&lt;br /&gt;SMILE YOUR LIFE THROUGH(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope im getting stronger!&lt;br /&gt;went to do inclined pull up today with yijing and clara(:&lt;br /&gt;yayy i amazed myself again.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ok must sleep early, today was a long day&lt;br /&gt;yeah take care everybody! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-1214859696210239059?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-2134253487805514922</id><published>2007-03-17T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T10:27:52.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i could i would want to&lt;br /&gt;like go bang my head against a wall or sth&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i have to stop&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to go through those mistakes all over again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-2134253487805514922?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/2134253487805514922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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fast&lt;br /&gt;maybe cause theres so many things going on!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm went for huangcheng ytd&lt;br /&gt;:D super touching!&lt;br /&gt;cried like shit hahahah&lt;br /&gt;but its a good thing bah (:&lt;br /&gt;i guess..&lt;br /&gt;the people in front of us were looking behind cause we were quite loud:S&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. we used up shixian's tissue paper too :S&lt;br /&gt;anw GOOD JOB to the huangcheng people!&lt;br /&gt;theres alot to say about the perf&lt;br /&gt;but i dont feel like writing it out here&lt;br /&gt;shall write in my diary later (:&lt;br /&gt;i realise everyone arond me have such interesting lives!&lt;br /&gt;for example my lover *ahemahem*&lt;br /&gt;hahah and my sister too!&lt;br /&gt;nvm i shall continue my dull and boring life&lt;br /&gt;shall mug later! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TURN YOUR FROWNS UPSIDE DOWN(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-11551624.post-1087358873324621747</id><published>2007-03-08T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T06:20:52.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D: D:            grahgrah!</title><content type='html'>): i think im on my verge&lt;br /&gt;my worries are so minor&lt;br /&gt;but i can forsee myself collapsing reall soon&lt;br /&gt;bio test was LSDNFLASDCLKASMDLKFJPIFHBOGJHFD&lt;br /&gt;D: I felt so lost. i started out alright, but towards the middle of the test, for no reason my tummy was aching! the pain was making me lose concentration, and not to mention i had no idea what the question was asking at all! ): whats wrong with me! i was contemplating on whteher i shld go to the washroom or cont with my paper. i decided to remain, but it dint ake me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;i dint do the whole essay i wrote one sentence. i even had time to count how many marks i left black and i counted 15. what the hell im super pissed and dissapointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;all these just made me wonder again if i made the right choice in choosing bcme, cause i know for sure i wouldn wnat to have a future thats related to sci ):&lt;br /&gt;I HATE CHOICES ):&lt;br /&gt;and my parents were lecturing me that day cause they refuse to let me study what i want. they insist i shld be a pediatrician.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont know what im doing at this point of my life.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just wasting my time away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yangyan just left our class&lt;br /&gt;i really wished she could have stayed&lt;br /&gt;then things woldn be that diffrent):&lt;br /&gt;no more laughing at her! rah&lt;br /&gt;even sci labs feel so weird without her arnd..&lt;br /&gt;but as long as shes happy where she is,&lt;br /&gt;we'll all be happy for her too!:D&lt;br /&gt;hmm i shall talk aout her bdae (:&lt;br /&gt;we went kbox haha my first time there&lt;br /&gt;got damn high we kept singing the same few songs ovver and over again!&lt;br /&gt;before meeting up with the rest yijing clara and i went to far east to get her roses&lt;br /&gt;stupid yijing says she want roses, but kerara and i wanted sunflowers cause it looks so much happier! and roses look damn emo ( so yijing) but we still got her roses in the end.&lt;br /&gt;hah we were peeling out thorns with our fingers cause there wasnt enough scissors&lt;br /&gt;alot pple came over and say our flowers very nice one more korean woman also say our basket very nice! hahah&lt;br /&gt;i think we must have looked quite poor ting so a woman came over to help us cut thorns:D&lt;br /&gt;she helped us wrap the flowers and everything!&lt;br /&gt;shes damn nice (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;wanted to give her a lolli but no link so decided not to&lt;br /&gt;went to amk to eat nice laksa super nice!&lt;br /&gt;haha the bus ride on the way there was super amusing&lt;br /&gt;i think we were talking kinda loud :S&lt;br /&gt;then this man bluetooth me this file and the file name was caled " SHUTUP"&lt;br /&gt;i was damn amused&lt;br /&gt;tried opening the file but its not recognised so cannot open&lt;br /&gt;the guy quite rude lah but i still think its quite funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! im contraditing myself lah!&lt;br /&gt;i know i shld be studying but here i am, thinking about what i sld blog about&lt;br /&gt;-_______- my chem tut is right beside me but i have no motivation to touch it at all!&lt;br /&gt;i just wnaa sleeeeeeep&lt;br /&gt;anw jiayou huangcheng pple! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;far far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-1087358873324621747?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-6255523425110144295</id><published>2007-03-06T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T07:42:30.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its so hard&lt;br /&gt;when pple judge you with every word that comes out from your mouth&lt;br /&gt;they judge you by what you do and what  you dont do&lt;br /&gt;what right do they have to determine our worth with just that one word&lt;br /&gt;even if we choose not to say a thing&lt;br /&gt;they look at you and try hard to guess whats within you&lt;br /&gt;and when all that fails&lt;br /&gt;they get lost in their own disbeliefs&lt;br /&gt;we never learn from our mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i see her&lt;br /&gt;i still feel thos pangs of fear&lt;br /&gt;of what, i dont know&lt;br /&gt;all the things i wanted to believe in&lt;br /&gt;they all seem like lies&lt;br /&gt;i knew all along i was playing this game&lt;br /&gt;just me myself,&lt;br /&gt;but i had no choice&lt;br /&gt;this was what i held on to&lt;br /&gt;to decieve not just me but everyone else&lt;br /&gt;who am i kidding&lt;br /&gt;just those few words i could never bring myself to say&lt;br /&gt;ill walk away&lt;br /&gt;i just need time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIO TEST&lt;br /&gt;MUG MIC):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-6255523425110144295?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/6255523425110144295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=6255523425110144295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-7720418802684525073?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/7720418802684525073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=7720418802684525073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/7720418802684525073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/7720418802684525073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-3684167363139244267</id><published>2007-02-28T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T06:40:51.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate bus rides home alone&lt;br /&gt;especially on late nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-3684167363139244267?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/3684167363139244267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=3684167363139244267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/3684167363139244267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/3684167363139244267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-hate-bus-rides-home-alone-especially.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-8993306891606273020</id><published>2007-02-23T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T08:01:54.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its so hard&lt;br /&gt;when i see her&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me all over again&lt;br /&gt;that some things never change&lt;br /&gt;the empty emotions scares me&lt;br /&gt;yet its all i want do&lt;br /&gt;because ive gone out of my limit&lt;br /&gt;dont wana think or feel&lt;br /&gt;dont wana know whats real&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really dont make sense&lt;br /&gt;an attempt todraw conclusions become futile&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i shld do next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay random post&lt;br /&gt;in my emo shit mood now ):&lt;br /&gt;sorry about the prev post&lt;br /&gt;was just abit upset&lt;br /&gt;next weeks a hectic week&lt;br /&gt;im dreading all the tests ):&lt;br /&gt;havent been listening in lectures since a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;ive switched off from lessons too :S&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh i think id better start getting serious about my work&lt;br /&gt;shall go mug chem after this (:&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU mic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ust came back from co reunion dinner&lt;br /&gt;it was fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;im loving co alot now!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah lazy to list out what happen&lt;br /&gt;can go szuan's blog to read!&lt;br /&gt;haha okay i lazy continue&lt;br /&gt;shall zooom off now!&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my hearts so noisy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i cant hear it speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet it gets so quiet sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know what to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-8993306891606273020?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-1187735846056810616</id><published>2007-02-19T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T05:54:22.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THANKS alot&lt;br /&gt;someone thinks im BIMBO&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe i talk bimbo act bimbo&lt;br /&gt;its an insult&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn be this angry if not for from whom this comment came from&lt;br /&gt;no im not angry im just getting a lil edgy beceause i dont know&lt;br /&gt;okay im over reacting&lt;br /&gt;but to trust that the few words you could think of describing me were that im " a bimbo with a good heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry im not really comforted&lt;br /&gt;what the hell maybe youre right&lt;br /&gt;from that day and from a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;i tried hard to stop myselef from sinking into my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;and everytime i cant help but do so&lt;br /&gt;i realised my thoughts revolve around that same old thing&lt;br /&gt;im trying hard to get out of this damn shit but sometimes it jsut doesnt work&lt;br /&gt;abd when it doesnt i shut myself up&lt;br /&gt;till i find another way to change the way i feel,&lt;br /&gt;its gonna remain that way&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts are stagnant i really cant help it&lt;br /&gt;tell me a way how i can get out of this mess ive got myself into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre not the only one&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for doing the things i do&lt;br /&gt;i think&lt;br /&gt;i worry&lt;br /&gt;for what&lt;br /&gt;theyre all the same things all over aagin&lt;br /&gt;and i get damn upset all over again&lt;br /&gt;i hate that feeling&lt;br /&gt;they think they know&lt;br /&gt;no you dont because&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what im saying&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANNA SCREAM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-1187735846056810616?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/1187735846056810616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=1187735846056810616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/1187735846056810616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/1187735846056810616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/02/thanks-alot-someone-thinks-im-bimbo.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-397455235310508882</id><published>2007-02-19T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T04:54:49.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAYYYYYYY i finally got this silly new blogger thing to work!&lt;br /&gt;:D nothing much to blog about now&lt;br /&gt;my life is dull and boring!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA BUHBYE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; like yijing says, HAPPY EVERYDAY :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-397455235310508882?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/397455235310508882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=397455235310508882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/397455235310508882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/397455235310508882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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doing.&lt;br /&gt;theres HCCOprac  GECOprac  RDAsessions YOGAlessons  BADMINTONtrainings BADMINTONsessions with friends.&lt;br /&gt;BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116982908412722521?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116982908412722521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116982908412722521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116982908412722521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116982908412722521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-exhausted-badminton-training-is.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116938786141923166</id><published>2007-01-21T05:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T05:57:43.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what day is it&lt;br /&gt;and in what month&lt;br /&gt;this clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up&lt;br /&gt;and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me&lt;br /&gt;and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the things that I want to say&lt;br /&gt;just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping inwards&lt;br /&gt;you got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;there's something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to donothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know whyI can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to donothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know whyI can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what day is it&lt;br /&gt;and in what month&lt;br /&gt;this clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just listen t what she has t say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shes not making you stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116938786141923166?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116938786141923166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116938786141923166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116938786141923166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116938786141923166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-day-is-it-and-in-what-month-this_21.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116938786085330607</id><published>2007-01-21T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T05:57:43.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what day is it&lt;br /&gt;and in what month&lt;br /&gt;this clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up&lt;br /&gt;and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me&lt;br /&gt;and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the things that I want to say&lt;br /&gt;just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping inwards&lt;br /&gt;you got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;there's something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to donothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know whyI can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to donothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know whyI can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what day is it&lt;br /&gt;and in what month&lt;br /&gt;this clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just listen t what she has t say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shes not making you stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116938786085330607?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-116913384915519963</id><published>2007-01-18T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T07:24:09.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wrote that song for you today&lt;br /&gt;and i did something i shldn have done&lt;br /&gt;i suck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116913384915519963?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116913384915519963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116913384915519963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116913384915519963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116913384915519963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-wrote-that-song-for-you-today-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116834819446575356</id><published>2007-01-09T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T05:09:54.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont feel so much anymore because ive sucessfully protected myself,defended myself from my feelings by being so hyper analytical, so cerebral  in reference t my defenses.&lt;br /&gt;but im breaking down, just today&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS to this feeling&lt;br /&gt;im at the peak of my depression&lt;br /&gt;so many things on my mind&lt;br /&gt;i just want smone t talk to&lt;br /&gt;smone t laugh with&lt;br /&gt;i want t be HAPPY like before!&lt;br /&gt;): ): ): ): ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone else whos sad out there cheers up soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116834819446575356?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116834819446575356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116834819446575356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116834819446575356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116834819446575356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-feel-so-much-anymore-because.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116807304798885561</id><published>2007-01-06T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T00:44:08.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello(:&lt;br /&gt;i was very happy and smiley till i got t know of some stuff&lt;br /&gt;my maid is very upset now&lt;br /&gt;and theres nth much i can do&lt;br /&gt;cause her mummy's very ill now&lt;br /&gt;got her the air tickets t go back for a week&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i can do is t pray for her t be strong&lt;br /&gt;cause its sth she has t encounter anyhow&lt;br /&gt;its jsut a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;its a horrible feeling t lose smone you love&lt;br /&gt;and its especially horrible t know your time with that smone is nearing an end&lt;br /&gt;not knowing how t prepare yourself for the day the person leaves your world&lt;br /&gt;its gna be tough on her but she will be strong i know (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking t audrey now about subj combi&lt;br /&gt;im trying not t think of the worse&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what im good at&lt;br /&gt;and what im good at is not what i like&lt;br /&gt;all those shit choices i have t make&lt;br /&gt;its ridiculous how we have t make choices that will affect our life so early&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe im thinking about all these at this stage of my life&lt;br /&gt;hai i guess i have t understnd its no more comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;it never was and that facts goona hit me more real than before&lt;br /&gt;i chose sci in the end&lt;br /&gt;ill make myself like it i will&lt;br /&gt;i MUST&lt;br /&gt;its my fault i cant do humans my eng sucks i cant take lit&lt;br /&gt;ill have t deal with that&lt;br /&gt;trying t convince myself ill be a child doc next time&lt;br /&gt;not that bad a career i dont mind&lt;br /&gt;but i dont feel atease&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling&lt;br /&gt;im really lost&lt;br /&gt;): that feeling sucks!&lt;br /&gt;and i dont even know who t talk to&lt;br /&gt;it seems im the only one so unsure&lt;br /&gt;everyone else know what they want in life&lt;br /&gt;fine its just me&lt;br /&gt;i pray i wont live t regret&lt;br /&gt;i can just see myself breaking down next yr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change topic so depressing&lt;br /&gt;ive alr made my choice&lt;br /&gt;no use lamenting&lt;br /&gt;ill have t work hard! haha&lt;br /&gt;went for RDA today&lt;br /&gt;its our training course!&lt;br /&gt;super fun&lt;br /&gt;sihui got to ride a horse for the first time in her life :D&lt;br /&gt;and i got t ride my horsey too&lt;br /&gt;its diff from those i rode in yunnan on the mountains&lt;br /&gt;but it was still exciting(:&lt;br /&gt;met many new pple and we were the youngest of the whole batch&lt;br /&gt;the rest of them were smu pple and some other nj pple&lt;br /&gt;desmond was sharing stories about quirky kids&lt;br /&gt;really interesting i cant wait t side walk!&lt;br /&gt;on the way home at the bust stop&lt;br /&gt;i met a lil malay girl with her parents&lt;br /&gt;she was so cute! she smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;and we both started playing peek a boo behind the bust stop notice board frames&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! so cute (:&lt;br /&gt;heh and she waved bye bye t me before she left&lt;br /&gt;i love her ! ok sounds wrong&lt;br /&gt;but a smile seemed t make so much a difference(:&lt;br /&gt;and looking at the world thru the eyes of a child seemed so much more simple&lt;br /&gt;i like being young! who cares if im childish!hahaha i dont wana grow up!&lt;br /&gt;adults like t make things complicated&lt;br /&gt;find problems and making their own lives miserable&lt;br /&gt;whats the point of getting so upset everyday&lt;br /&gt;smile and be jolly!&lt;br /&gt;have fun dont complain and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;but then again dont waste ur time away (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hc oreintation has been fun so far&lt;br /&gt;met new friends talked t them and got t know them better!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha very interesting&lt;br /&gt;watching each character unfold was quite amusing&lt;br /&gt;haha shall talk about it aft everything ends bah!&lt;br /&gt;was in the hall that day&lt;br /&gt;and some pple's conversation almost made me laugh out loud but i couldn!&lt;br /&gt;ahhaah but i feel quite sad for them also&lt;br /&gt;sure they have fun with their friends getting high and all&lt;br /&gt;but what my friend said made me wonder&lt;br /&gt;she asked me if those pple actually like being like that&lt;br /&gt;clubbing, hanging out, shopping, gossiping blahblah&lt;br /&gt;its fun! but it seems like the only things they do with each other&lt;br /&gt;spreading runours saying mean things and talking behind ur own friends back&lt;br /&gt;ridiculous things pple do&lt;br /&gt;theyre only on the surface&lt;br /&gt;are the friends they make really true&lt;br /&gt;hahah ok enough crap&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered with their lives&lt;br /&gt;im happy with my own now! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for porgy outing! (:&lt;br /&gt;TATA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;theres so much more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116807304798885561?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116807304798885561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116807304798885561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116807304798885561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116807304798885561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-i-was-very-happy-and-smiley-till.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116731840452832766</id><published>2006-12-28T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T07:06:44.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>our defects, our dangerous depths, our suppressed hatreds, our moments of weakness and desperation- all are unimportant. we accept all that is wrong about us- and despite it, believe that we are deserving of a happy life- then we will have thrown open an immense window that will allow love t enter. little by little, our defects will dissapear, because one who is happy can look at the world only with love- the force that regenerates every thing that exists in the universe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what my sweetie wrote for me in her card(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear, im happy super high now!&lt;br /&gt;haahha ok not as high as just now&lt;br /&gt;was running arnd the hse like mad dog&lt;br /&gt;too inlfuenced by kiki baby (:&lt;br /&gt;i recieved xmas cards! i thought i wouldn get any this yr heh thankyou t those who bothered wishing in one way or another!&lt;br /&gt;i read all the cards and was so touched!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ok no other word t describe&lt;br /&gt;but thanks t eveyone(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days ve been busy at the temple&lt;br /&gt;my daddy signed up for the 100 million om mani pad mi hung&lt;br /&gt;so i went for two days&lt;br /&gt;was dreading it but i had fun!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah my cousin and i were self amusing&lt;br /&gt;and the two guys behind us were so amused at us they kept laghing at us&lt;br /&gt;heh the pple there all very friendly so nice&lt;br /&gt;can randomly talk t anytone! aahahaha so smiley&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and i got eye candy there!&lt;br /&gt;so malu cause i wanted t fill hot water for my auntie t make her water warm&lt;br /&gt;then i touch the tap the red thing dropped off!&lt;br /&gt;my heart drop lahh&lt;br /&gt;hahahah then the uncle walk past then he laughed at me ):&lt;br /&gt;very cute but he nv help me&lt;br /&gt;then some guy came by and helped me fix dint even have the chance t thank him buyt he left alr :S thn i went t try again&lt;br /&gt;and it dropped again! i almost wnted t scream alr&lt;br /&gt;then another ah peh laughed at me!&lt;br /&gt;lucky thing sachikos lao shi came t my rescue&lt;br /&gt;hahahah yay nice pple!&lt;br /&gt;lalala i like my eye candy (: (:&lt;br /&gt;hehh but i wont see him anymore&lt;br /&gt;haii you yuan zai xiang jian! ahaha crap lah&lt;br /&gt;going back temple on sunday! hope t see my eye candy&lt;br /&gt;hahaha keep seeing so many pople that resembles my eye candy :S&lt;br /&gt;hahah blahblahblahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;anyway i feel so happy and blessed t be able t chant!&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking that  if dint go for the recitation i would have spent my day in such a waste&lt;br /&gt;sudd realised how impt time was t me&lt;br /&gt;nxy yr im goona volunteer with my cousins! hehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out t crap with haiying today&lt;br /&gt;ahahah makes me laugh all e time wahaha&lt;br /&gt;we were both lamenting about how sad our lives were&lt;br /&gt;and that next yr our lives may be more exciting&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha then must entertain each other like meet up every mth!&lt;br /&gt;met chen wei and sijia so scary&lt;br /&gt;hahaha was just a few sconds diff hahaha&lt;br /&gt;anw i envy the auntie at bishan mrt staion&lt;br /&gt;she can sing so well! how i wish i can sing like her ):&lt;br /&gt;humph at lleaast i dont go out of tune ;like my lover hehhhh!&lt;br /&gt;talking bout szuan! i think she passed me her disease&lt;br /&gt;i fell down twice today! :S drop my money somemore&lt;br /&gt;so suay still missed all my busses&lt;br /&gt;in e end i took shuttle bus waited for an hr ;s&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhh hahaha&lt;br /&gt;my poor butt lah the unlce and auntie still ask me if im ok.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i feel bad&lt;br /&gt;cause the xmas cards i made this yr was so unmeanungful&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys ): dint have time was an excuse&lt;br /&gt;i guess i wasnt in the mood bah&lt;br /&gt;hahah esp when i recieved so many cards today!&lt;br /&gt;blehh :S so guilty&lt;br /&gt;rahh i always do things then make myself regret aft that&lt;br /&gt;dont know whats wrong with me also&lt;br /&gt;been so bao zao&lt;br /&gt;was so irritable on the phone today&lt;br /&gt;even mummy said theses sth wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;pardon me ):&lt;br /&gt;i shall take note of myself more&lt;br /&gt;tell me if im being unreasonable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahh im typing in the dark now!&lt;br /&gt;bad for eyes&lt;br /&gt;haha like my uncle says must respect ur eyes!&lt;br /&gt;bahh ok i gtg alr.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha tmr will be a funday!&lt;br /&gt;ge outing! :D&lt;br /&gt;TATA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116731840452832766?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116731840452832766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116731840452832766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116731840452832766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116731840452832766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/12/our-defects-our-dangerous-depths-our.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116695971555619598</id><published>2006-12-24T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T03:28:35.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;i just woke up from my long long slumber&lt;br /&gt;the weathers jsut perfect for sleeping&lt;br /&gt;hehh and i was too tired t carry myself out of bed anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;ytd was my lover's bdae!&lt;br /&gt;lots lots of things happened quite malu :S&lt;br /&gt;but it was a worthy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start from the start&lt;br /&gt;feeb and i met t go szuans hse togt&lt;br /&gt;i refused t reply her msg!&lt;br /&gt;so we surprised her at her hse :D&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. gave her her farm stars book pencil case and her tiara!&lt;br /&gt;hope she likes it (:&lt;br /&gt;then sharon and tingwei came over as her bdae surprise&lt;br /&gt;cause we tricked szuan into believing sharon couldn make it cause her mother had an urgent scan and couldn leave her side&lt;br /&gt;and she believed! tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;spastic sharon and tingwei did a performance for szuan and brought her the cake and big pooh helium ballon! :D&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering who that woman in red was scared me lah!&lt;br /&gt;sharon wore her sunglasses couldn recognise her hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so we crapped around had lunch took pictures blahblah&lt;br /&gt;and feeb and sharon left around 1 plus&lt;br /&gt;cause feeb had t rush for her bbq party at nicks hse&lt;br /&gt;sharon met with tw t go back t hosp&lt;br /&gt;hahah only left me and my lover!&lt;br /&gt;haha we went t marina sq t walk walk&lt;br /&gt;saw lots of sailor things and we started hyperventilating!&lt;br /&gt;cause we both want t marry sailors :P&lt;br /&gt;hahah secret secret&lt;br /&gt;every shop we went into, we would bang on their shelves&lt;br /&gt;the shop keeper kept staring at us :S&lt;br /&gt;MALU keep dropping the things we took out t see&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so kind!&lt;br /&gt;i donated 5 bucks t this very cute boy!&lt;br /&gt;ok not boy lil guy hahaha&lt;br /&gt;we were laughing about our malu behaviour in the accessories shop&lt;br /&gt;then he suddenly pop out of nowhere then we xia dao&lt;br /&gt;he asked if he scared us then we said yes hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but hesvery funny!&lt;br /&gt;cause hes 17 but he looks younger than us&lt;br /&gt;he talks in a very slow and gentle tone&lt;br /&gt;and his surname is tham too!&lt;br /&gt;then we started talking about where we;re both from&lt;br /&gt;spastic but very ke ai! ahahah :P&lt;br /&gt;both of us couldn stop laughing&lt;br /&gt;i think we must have scared him ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;we shld have found out what the organisation is then can work there too!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ok whatever mic -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dodo szuan wanted to find her lil lil shops but she didnt know where it was&lt;br /&gt;still insist she went there before&lt;br /&gt;so i went t ask the lady at some toy section where the cinema is&lt;br /&gt;and when i looked into her eye i reslised she has the same specs as me!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah what a strange day! then i was so excited i told e woman about the same specs&lt;br /&gt;then swe all started laughing again. so ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopshopshop but dint buy anything excpt for a thingyt put my phone in&lt;br /&gt;too much scratches alr hahah must learn t protect my phone :S&lt;br /&gt;dint get t buy my darling eeyore it was on sale&lt;br /&gt;ten bucks only!so big somemore&lt;br /&gt;pls pls pls someone buy that for me ):&lt;br /&gt;if only ihad money i really wanted it ):&lt;br /&gt;hai nvm lah let those kids have it&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided t go back t esplanadae t walk walk then a huge xmas tree caught our eyes!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha we were busy observing the tree then sudd some random woman appreaed and shocked us both again! hahaha sth wrong w us again lah&lt;br /&gt;then she explainded t us about how the tree was real but beause theres no sunlight its dying&lt;br /&gt;then i burst out laughing again! ahhahah&lt;br /&gt;anw its part of a really meaningful event&lt;br /&gt;its like we donate money t buy each child a present&lt;br /&gt;dint have money though&lt;br /&gt;but we both decided t buy the famine bear (:&lt;br /&gt;e least we can do bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piggy szuan wanted t eat so we went to gluttons bay t have our hokien mee!&lt;br /&gt;we got reminded of our marriage that nv took place!&lt;br /&gt;so we decided t relive those times&lt;br /&gt;we held hands walking down the aisle haha&lt;br /&gt;and imgained those shiny things hanging down were greeting messages from pple t us! ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;so spastic&lt;br /&gt;aftdinner, we bought coconut and carved our names on it :D&lt;br /&gt;met huimin there so scary&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt look like what i thought she would be&lt;br /&gt;hahaha nvm not the point&lt;br /&gt;lover and i went by the riverside and sat down there t chat as we ate our cocnnut hahaha&lt;br /&gt;very happy we got t talk alot&lt;br /&gt;its hard t open up sometimes but im glad i told her stuff that were kept in me&lt;br /&gt;she told me some stuff too&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what t feel&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just tired of everything too&lt;br /&gt;hahaha we talked alot about problems blahblah&lt;br /&gt;well at least we still have each other! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked about serious stuff on the bus ride home&lt;br /&gt;then sudd got some kids shouting so loudly on the bus&lt;br /&gt;hahaha then we started alughing cause it seems like a weird place t be talking about such stuff&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but it was fun lah(: then szuan said dont feel liker her bdae hahah&lt;br /&gt;so funny hahaha&lt;br /&gt;aft that we reached home bathe&lt;br /&gt;and we went down t play sparklers!&lt;br /&gt;all kept from last yr brought one box down t her condo car park t play&lt;br /&gt;i almost burned an old woman&lt;br /&gt;she was walking around the place and i threw one sparkler cause i wanted t see it fly!&lt;br /&gt;lucky nothing happened :S&lt;br /&gt;hahaha mdae wishes and played alot alot of sparklers (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we went back up we played with play dough and paper dolls!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah shall upload pictures later! very fun, i felt young :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha talked trhough the night until we got sore throats smore&lt;br /&gt;wahahah ok in conclusion it was a memorable day !&lt;br /&gt;JOY its christmas eve&lt;br /&gt;may the spirit of xmas be in ur hearts&lt;br /&gt;let love be in the air this season!&lt;br /&gt;TATA i need t shoo for dinner now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i only want t know if youre still there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;give me a sign, something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116695971555619598?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116695971555619598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116695971555619598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116695971555619598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116695971555619598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-i-just-woke-up-from-my-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116671312171866721</id><published>2006-12-21T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T07:06:03.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im happy!&lt;br /&gt;hahahha just came back from genting and kl!&lt;br /&gt;was super fun trip&lt;br /&gt;managed t shop bought stuff for pple (:&lt;br /&gt;my spastic cousins never fail t amuse me&lt;br /&gt;we laugh over ridiculous things!&lt;br /&gt;though not all the cousins were there&lt;br /&gt;we all enjoyed oursevles (: hehh&lt;br /&gt;had a good talk with all of them on the last night&lt;br /&gt;dint dfall alseep till about three plus&lt;br /&gt;im glad i knew more things about my cousins after the talk&lt;br /&gt;it made me understnd them alil more (:&lt;br /&gt;the trip took my mind off stuff and i felt relieved&lt;br /&gt;i realied that feeling aint that bad&lt;br /&gt;i teared for a short while but i got back t laughing again&lt;br /&gt;im glad t have my family and friends arnd me!&lt;br /&gt;the moment i turned on my phone there were messages greeting me&lt;br /&gt;i was so touched! (: now im back! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;time t adjust tlife here alr. hahah&lt;br /&gt;lots of things t settle&lt;br /&gt;made presents this morning with feeb&lt;br /&gt;made mosiac mirrors!&lt;br /&gt;making presents is so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah tmr szuan and feeb coming over (:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;i shall shoo off t make presents too!&lt;br /&gt;time is running out!&lt;br /&gt;TATA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;behind those eyes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116671312171866721?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116671312171866721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116671312171866721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116671312171866721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116671312171866721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-happy-hahahha-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116606257505380441</id><published>2006-12-13T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T18:16:15.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll always remember&lt;br /&gt;It was late afternoon&lt;br /&gt;It lasted foreverAnd ended so soon&lt;br /&gt;You were all by yourself&lt;br /&gt;Staring up at a dark grey sky&lt;br /&gt;I was changed...&lt;br /&gt;Chrous&lt;br /&gt;In places no one will find&lt;br /&gt;All your feelings so deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It was there that I realized&lt;br /&gt;That forever was in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw you cry (The moment I saw you cry )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;It was late in September and I've seen you before&lt;br /&gt;You were always the cold one&lt;br /&gt;But I was never that sure&lt;br /&gt;You were all by yourself&lt;br /&gt;Staring up at a dark grey sky I was changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;In places no one would find&lt;br /&gt;All your feelings so deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It was there that I realized&lt;br /&gt;That forever was in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to hold you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make it go away&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make your everything... Alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember&lt;br /&gt;It was late afternoon&lt;br /&gt;In places no one will find&lt;br /&gt;All your feelings so deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Forever was in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It was there that I realized&lt;br /&gt;That forever was in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw you cry&lt;br /&gt;The moment that I saw you crying&lt;br /&gt;I think I saw you cry&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw you cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i saw someone cry in the corner of a crowded place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she looked really sad ): &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116606257505380441?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116606257505380441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116606257505380441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116606257505380441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116606257505380441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/12/ill-always-remember-it-was-late.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116565537817776362</id><published>2006-12-09T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T01:09:39.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i just woke up from a long long slumber :D&lt;br /&gt;im super exhuasted! been going t watch NAC competition every single day&lt;br /&gt;very tiring! but its very rewarding cause ive really learnt alot&lt;br /&gt;i realised alot more about what is good music what is bad&lt;br /&gt;and how impt it is t play with your heart, taifeng, blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly,being natural&lt;br /&gt;no use having so much action and zhuang shi yin when there is no substance t your music&lt;br /&gt;the music has t flow if not the melody would sound very abrupt and not ncie at all&lt;br /&gt;there were some pple that cmi or that they had skills jsut not the right feel or theyre intepretation was jsut weird, and there were those that i really pitied cause it seems like they have been cheated of money from their tcher cause what they played was :S&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time i really admire those pple who went up t compete&lt;br /&gt;even though i was able t criticise, i myself was lacking of many things&lt;br /&gt;aye whatever im no talent in my ruan&lt;br /&gt;thats why i was so impressed by those lil kids who could really play!&lt;br /&gt;hahah JIAYOU t all the others who got into finals! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i heard zhang rong hui's students talking&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly realised how old i was&lt;br /&gt;i feel totally dettached from the co circle&lt;br /&gt;i remeber how i used t be like them&lt;br /&gt;talking and discussing and maybe even gossiping a lil&lt;br /&gt;now im not bothered by whos who and blahblah&lt;br /&gt;no more wu liao talks,&lt;br /&gt;im there only t listen and nothing else&lt;br /&gt;even if my mind starts t wander off&lt;br /&gt;the tunes and notes lead me back t where i am&lt;br /&gt;thats why im enjoying my everyday!&lt;br /&gt;i guesslike my lao shi said there comes a day when all u go in t here for a concert is the qualityy&lt;br /&gt;and you become critical of whats playing on stage&lt;br /&gt;i may not be qualified t judge quality&lt;br /&gt;at least im enjoying my music im playing (:&lt;br /&gt;all those petty talks i hear around me are just disgusting t me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its true they say that music needs t have money&lt;br /&gt;or else theres a limit t where a person  can go&lt;br /&gt;i used t know friends taht can play but have no money t cont ruan&lt;br /&gt;the world's just so practical&lt;br /&gt;but its just like that&lt;br /&gt;i hoep those rich kids know how lucky they are t be able t get good tchers get good environments t develop their potentials&lt;br /&gt;cause there are pple out there who wish t be in their positions but can nv make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its 5! i need t bathe and get ready for prac! (:&lt;br /&gt;TATA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i made a wish for myself today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; theres one for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;be happy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116565537817776362?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116565537817776362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116565537817776362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116565537817776362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116565537817776362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-i-just-woke-up-from-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116533139433040198</id><published>2006-12-05T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T07:09:54.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh its another happy day!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha cause we got in!&lt;br /&gt;yayy (: i dont care what others say&lt;br /&gt;imhappy anyway! :D&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHING MAKES YOU LIVE LONGER(:&lt;br /&gt;laugh more!&lt;br /&gt;so many spastic and random things happened&lt;br /&gt;im lazy t say them all&lt;br /&gt;but i love geco! and the pple&lt;br /&gt;hahaha cause they make it special!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPINESS CAN BE SO RANDOM!&lt;br /&gt;TATA (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116533139433040198?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116533139433040198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116533139433040198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116533139433040198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116533139433040198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-its-another-happy-day-hahaha-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116521090734386944</id><published>2006-12-03T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:41:47.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAH im happy today :D&lt;br /&gt;haha talked t haiying ytd frm like ten plus all the way till 5 30!&lt;br /&gt;hahah madness lah we crapped so much we started laughing at how amusing we were&lt;br /&gt;its fun t talk abt random stories and laugh together&lt;br /&gt;then we both started getting emo&lt;br /&gt;she said she's currently on some self discovery thingy&lt;br /&gt;trying t find out about herself!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i burst out laughing&lt;br /&gt;she never fails t amuse me man&lt;br /&gt;hahahah all her crazy stories sofunny lah!&lt;br /&gt;been so long since ive even talked on the phone&lt;br /&gt;feels good t relive those spastic memories in sec sch life! :D&lt;br /&gt;even thoguh we're on diffrent paths of lives, its wen xin t chat up once in a while (:&lt;br /&gt;and our conclusion was that everything around us is strange! hahaha aft all the weird encounters with weird pple that we shared hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yay i hope t see her on friday!&lt;br /&gt;go watch the ruan nac comp with her and sijia! hehhh&lt;br /&gt;ok one more day to NAC!&lt;br /&gt;hahah i dont feel nervous yet&lt;br /&gt;im just worried ill screw!&lt;br /&gt;esp all those sao xuan parts can die lah&lt;br /&gt;so exposed :S&lt;br /&gt;but i still love yu lin lin&lt;br /&gt;its such a deep song very different from those ive played before (:&lt;br /&gt;it gives me this feeling of nothingness yet theres sth deeper on the inside&lt;br /&gt;haha whatever lah lazy t describe hehh&lt;br /&gt;ill definitely remember all these experiences :D&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im sorry it turned out this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i didnt mean for it t be like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but whatever it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ill be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whenever you need me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thats a promise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i only want t understand you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont tell me thats wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116521090734386944?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116521090734386944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116521090734386944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116521090734386944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116521090734386944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hahah-im-happy-today-d-haha-talked-t.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116496192042794603</id><published>2006-12-01T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:36:44.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/1600/63579/diary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/320/167561/diary.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these random images just keep popping up&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it keeps bothering me till i had no choice but t pen them down. must be due to boredom i guess&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing t do at home!&lt;br /&gt;can only read books ): so SIAN&lt;br /&gt;wanna go out but theres really no one who has any time t spare these days! its driving me mad alr.&lt;br /&gt;hahah lucky im still sane.&lt;br /&gt;sister and i got so bored ytd we decided t play games!&lt;br /&gt;played boomo and mastermind!&lt;br /&gt;hahah so happy i managed t solve all the problems with less than 5 steps! :D YEEPS hahah proves that my brain still exists!&lt;br /&gt;dint expect such an illogical perseon like me could do it WAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm im going penang soon! hahah ok not yet&lt;br /&gt;but im excited! can go there take a breather and discard everything thats on my mind now&lt;br /&gt;and be superficial for once, go sun tan, shop!&lt;br /&gt;i could just lay on the beach for the whole day ill be sooo HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;i hope i wont miss my lover's bdae):&lt;br /&gt;ill be really sadd&lt;br /&gt;packed up my room ytd&lt;br /&gt;feels great t throw all my old stuff away!&lt;br /&gt;like a burden off your chest :D&lt;br /&gt;and i did it all in a day! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha whats left is new phone, snickers, and im waiting for my new geeky specs!&lt;br /&gt;then ill complete my nerd look alr&lt;br /&gt;yay i shall design my own shoe with feeb again!&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITING! RAHHRAHH&lt;br /&gt;for joy and laughter fun and excitement, i dyed my hair!&lt;br /&gt;my poor scalp needs intensive care now ):&lt;br /&gt;hahaha &amp;amp; my wallet is not bimbo nette! bleahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala i must watch charlottes web! the piggy is CUTEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH cuter than kiki baby (: hehhh&lt;br /&gt;shall see when i have time and when pple can go out :S&lt;br /&gt;for now,COMPETITION IS PRIORITY!&lt;br /&gt;off t get ready for prac!&lt;br /&gt;TATA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116496192042794603?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116496192042794603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116496192042794603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116496192042794603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116496192042794603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-these-random-images-just-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116479190277405801</id><published>2006-11-29T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:18:22.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wishful thinking and figments of the past&lt;br /&gt;which of the two is more real&lt;br /&gt;seems like a hazy distinction&lt;br /&gt;when that presence seems t be a futile attempt t verify traces of things ive tried hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;now things look so unreal&lt;br /&gt;memories so elusive&lt;br /&gt;it still comes back these days&lt;br /&gt;just not so often&lt;br /&gt;i like happy endings cause theyre so hard to comeby(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ok random! 6 more days t NAC! JIAYOU everybody! :D&lt;br /&gt;ok im gona be late need t bathe now!&lt;br /&gt;TATA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116479190277405801?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116479190277405801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116479190277405801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116479190277405801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116479190277405801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/11/wishful-thinking-and-figments-of-past.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116456365906335332</id><published>2006-11-26T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T09:54:19.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahah! my wallet! handmade (: yeeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/1600/57984/huh%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/320/1461/huh%20008.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;materials!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/1600/608997/huh%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/320/560999/huh%20009.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/1600/260949/huh%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/320/865209/huh%20010.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/1600/819199/huh%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/320/48423/huh%20011.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/1600/717055/huh%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="152" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7098/234/320/890178/huh%20013.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kinda finished product but not yet done! haha i forgot t take pic of the finished masterpiece will upload it next time(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116456365906335332?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116456365906335332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116456365906335332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116456365906335332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116456365906335332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahah-my-wallet-handmade-yeeps.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116429807327892099</id><published>2006-11-23T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T08:07:53.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/"&gt;http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go try this damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to be regarded as an exiting and interesting personality able to persuade others to comply with your beliefs and ideas. You are charming and able to influence other people who come into your sphere of influence. You like mental stimulation and you are the sort of person who is prepared to 'try anything once'. Your confidence is so much so that others are often swept away by your enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are working extremely hard - perhaps even above and beyond the call of duty. You are preparing for the future and therefore trying to build a firm trouble-free foundation upon which you may base all of your dreams and aspirations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matters are not progressing as well as you would have hoped and you are having to make concessions - but you still believe that your goals are realistic it's just that people can't seem to see your point of view. You know what you want but you'll only accept suggestions under duress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to relax or to give in and you are endeavouring to keep exhaustion and depression at bay by keeping active. You are experiencing a relationship or a situation which is not satisfactory but you feel powerless to change it. You have that 'need to be needed' but you do little to achieve the sense of belonging that you need. You try to disguise your feelings of insecurity and so you continue to resist this state of affairs - and as a consequence you are experiencing tension and stress. Your depression makes you irritable and impatient. You have that urge to get away from the situation, either actually or mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate.Resentment and stress, due to your present circumstances and/or your unfulfilled emotional needs, have produced considerable anxieties. You would like to get away from it all to somewhere that could be the personification of sympathy and understanding. That 'somewhere' could be close by: relax and let go - take a deep breath and look around - the situation may not be as bad as it seems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116429807327892099?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116429807327892099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116429807327892099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116429807327892099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116429807327892099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116395357047559111</id><published>2006-11-19T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T08:26:10.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how i wish i could sing!&lt;br /&gt;WISHWISHWISH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116395357047559111?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116395357047559111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116395357047559111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116395357047559111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116395357047559111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-i-wish-i-could-sing-wishwishwish.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116369072781404226</id><published>2006-11-16T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T07:25:27.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is so much vigour to claim the day as yours and make the present your own, yet there is something in the beauty of waiting that we often let slip away (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went library t kill time again today&lt;br /&gt;i managed t read two books (:&lt;br /&gt;in the pond by Ha Jin and a bibliography of Elizabeth choy&lt;br /&gt;and i finally got my own library card!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yay! im on my way t being geek&lt;br /&gt;hahah i guess my progress is not bad so far&lt;br /&gt;met justin at bishan sat same bus as him&lt;br /&gt;hahahah so ciao :D&lt;br /&gt;hai okay i have no mood for writing&lt;br /&gt;feeling rather down now&lt;br /&gt;if only i could get a cage or sth&lt;br /&gt;to lock all those unhappy and unpleasant things in it&lt;br /&gt;so nothing spills out or gets out of that cage&lt;br /&gt;these things always get in my way and i cant seem to chase them away&lt;br /&gt;ill be so much happier, tell them to go away ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn help it i cried on the bus today&lt;br /&gt;tear glands are acting up again&lt;br /&gt;damn it&lt;br /&gt;i must have looked damn absurd&lt;br /&gt;i held the shell real tight between my fingers&lt;br /&gt;its presence comforted me&lt;br /&gt;then i stopped crying and stared at e world outside&lt;br /&gt;things looked different today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i tell myself that it wasnt right from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it was a love doomed to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and it consoles me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;memories i ised to relish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;only seem to bring tears t my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116369072781404226?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116369072781404226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116369072781404226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116369072781404226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116369072781404226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/11/there-is-so-much-vigour-to-claim-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116351946156684062</id><published>2006-11-14T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T07:51:01.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAH one moment ago,  i was praying i wont die so soon&lt;br /&gt;okay im still praying&lt;br /&gt;but my maid told me not to think too much&lt;br /&gt;hahah i hope shes right :S&lt;br /&gt;if i really die, i shall live my remaining days to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha do things i like and want to do!&lt;br /&gt;(: like my bdae dream&lt;br /&gt;heh im glad my hols havent been wasted away&lt;br /&gt;went to lib today and i read finish one book&lt;br /&gt;i dint really understand the story but i survived it through&lt;br /&gt;its called the antelope wife&lt;br /&gt;weird story plot&lt;br /&gt;i want to be member!&lt;br /&gt;i couldn borrow my glass palace&lt;br /&gt;ughhh i need a membership!&lt;br /&gt;met lots of familiar pple&lt;br /&gt;like some geper, jiali, random niehgbours dont know name :S&lt;br /&gt;and MRS EE AND HER SON!&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha i was so amused, what a tiny world&lt;br /&gt;hai i want to go bottle tree village ):&lt;br /&gt;but jiebin meixuan and peijin went without me&lt;br /&gt;:S break my heart lah&lt;br /&gt;hai maybe i go there alone some day&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for o's to be over!&lt;br /&gt;shall watch step up and happy feet! :D&lt;br /&gt;i just finished painiting my picture&lt;br /&gt;since smemories somehow fade someday&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be nice to put my artistic talent to use!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha still quite happy with the art piece&lt;br /&gt;one more painting to go&lt;br /&gt;i need drawing paper and paint !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to less than strangers &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow, that distance seemed less beautiful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in memory of ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116351946156684062?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116351946156684062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116351946156684062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116351946156684062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116351946156684062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/11/rah-one-moment-ago-i-was-praying-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116334924570068893</id><published>2006-11-12T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T08:34:05.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God's strategy for broken trees, limbs and hearts is not repair but growth, not being patched up but being granted the gift of starting over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess theres a reason for why i dont do certain things&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things t show im normal&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things t prove im special&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things t impose on others what i feel because they dont give a damn&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things t impress because theres no need to&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things t show how strong i appear to be&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things just t please who i need to please&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things t make myself miserable&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things t make an impression on a random passerby just t have him leave in the end&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things t make myself happy because i think i already am&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things only t make myself regret and suffer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont do things simple because im scared&lt;br /&gt;thats such a lousy excuse for all the things i left unsaid and undone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116334924570068893?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116334924570068893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116334924570068893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116334924570068893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116334924570068893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/11/gods-strategy-for-broken-trees-limbs.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116333668154167951</id><published>2006-11-12T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T05:04:41.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! hahah ok so lame whenever i blog i always get the feeling that i'm just talking to myself then i feel so bai chi -______-&lt;br /&gt;but never mind lah writing feelings out is fun (:&lt;br /&gt;lets see its bout 5 more weeks till china pple come back ):&lt;br /&gt;i miss them!!&lt;br /&gt;boohoo its okay, staying in singapore has been quite exciting&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went RDA again and i took photo of my black beauty!&lt;br /&gt;shamus is such a lovely horse, her fringe is nicer than mine&lt;br /&gt;and her colour is solid brownish black super shuai :D&lt;br /&gt;i love Dylan! he has mild autism but other than that, hes a perfectly normal kid&lt;br /&gt;and hes really talkative too, very nice lil boy!&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get to sidewalk him again next week heh&lt;br /&gt;after service, rushed home for gathering&lt;br /&gt;was praying hard for the rain to stop and the rain really stopped!&lt;br /&gt;thank god (:&lt;br /&gt;the bbq was really fun&lt;br /&gt;cousins sharing problems and crapping around&lt;br /&gt;esp when everyones life gets so busy and its hard to come togt nowadays&lt;br /&gt;we may not play warden, dark, marco polo or jump around in beds anymore&lt;br /&gt;but im glad we're still the cubee cousins! :D&lt;br /&gt;parents gave us wine&lt;br /&gt;and my cousin and i were very curious as to how it felt to be drunk&lt;br /&gt;so we drank and drank&lt;br /&gt;she drank bout 5 glasses i drank bout 4&lt;br /&gt;everyone except my sis and clarrissa were not drunk&lt;br /&gt;we all had red faces super comical lah!&lt;br /&gt;not my first time at alcohols but first time getting drunk (:&lt;br /&gt;i have a conclusion!&lt;br /&gt;its rather fun to get drunk&lt;br /&gt;cause we laugh and laugh like mad&lt;br /&gt;saying things like nobody's business&lt;br /&gt;ive never really been so happy for a really long time&lt;br /&gt;and it was a nice feeling&lt;br /&gt;many pple say drunk pple spout nonsense&lt;br /&gt;i think its the other way round&lt;br /&gt;we're more sober when we're drunk&lt;br /&gt;hahah i dont know&lt;br /&gt;maybe like what zhengyou said, we get that high and happy feeling when we're drunk only because we dont feel the happiness coming from right inside&lt;br /&gt;back t my crazy cousins,&lt;br /&gt;we played game of life!&lt;br /&gt;its our cousin gathering tradition hahaha&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of drunkards talking crap and playing life&lt;br /&gt;the game ended up with cars crashing and pple under houses and us laughing away, even the parents came in to laugh at us&lt;br /&gt;my cousin and i wanted more wine so she went out to ask for more&lt;br /&gt;the parents actually refilled the empty wine bottle with 7 up!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! quite spastic lah&lt;br /&gt;oh i love bbq marshmellows!&lt;br /&gt;i love singing out loud while strumming at guitar!&lt;br /&gt;i love hiding under the table!&lt;br /&gt;i love laughing away with the other drunkards!&lt;br /&gt;at least i had fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today, we brought Kiki to the vet for her last vaccination&lt;br /&gt;ghahah the vet super funny!&lt;br /&gt;we come in only he told us not to do the injection today if  not the dog willd DIE&lt;br /&gt;then we all immediately shock&lt;br /&gt;then he explainedthat kiki was having the kennel cough&lt;br /&gt;so he prescrbed medication instead&lt;br /&gt;heh at least kiki liked the yello medicine so she licked it away when we poured in on the spoon (:&lt;br /&gt;i hope she gets well soon!&lt;br /&gt;i think shes passing the flu and cough to me&lt;br /&gt;i started coughing and sneezing&lt;br /&gt;hmph its kiki's fault!&lt;br /&gt;so im not allowed t go near her now ):&lt;br /&gt;but very happy! cause the vet said shes a really pretty dog&lt;br /&gt;he say if we interested to breed must tell him!&lt;br /&gt;hahah hes damn funny lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh kayaking was FUN FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;it was super strenous but my muscle aches are gone alr!&lt;br /&gt;heh talked quite alot to huiling too&lt;br /&gt;shes a nice girl :D&lt;br /&gt;shared some secrets and abit of gossip :P&lt;br /&gt;we kayaked the double kayak togt&lt;br /&gt;but kinda shi bai though :S&lt;br /&gt;hahaha we kept using jiebin as moticvation&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH dint regret choosing kayaking&lt;br /&gt;i may want to take 2 star again! heh&lt;br /&gt;see who want to go with me first (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr going to hcco and nyco pract! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;shall go see see :D&lt;br /&gt;shall stop here&lt;br /&gt;TATA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you came haunting me in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116333668154167951?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116333668154167951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116333668154167951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116333668154167951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116333668154167951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-hahah-ok-so-lame-whenever-i-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116287427156320576</id><published>2006-11-06T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:37:51.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAYYAY we have a new family member!&lt;br /&gt;shes a 3 mth old shih tzu&lt;br /&gt;with a gold and white colour&lt;br /&gt;its her third day at her new home!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah shes sooo adorable&lt;br /&gt;kiki is making good progress on her potty training(:&lt;br /&gt;she always has that wu gu expression on her face&lt;br /&gt;hehhheh i love her!&lt;br /&gt;shall upload her picture up one day :D&lt;br /&gt;tmr is kayaking im quite excited but quite scared&lt;br /&gt;scared about what i also dont knw&lt;br /&gt;but i hope it will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;shall try to make it down to ge if im not too tired&lt;br /&gt;if not poor layting will be the only poor soul in tanbo&lt;br /&gt;hehh! jiebin daoed me!&lt;br /&gt;and i lost the kayaking paper&lt;br /&gt;dont know what to wear and what to bring&lt;br /&gt;to think mr kuo called me jsut now but i forgot t ask him&lt;br /&gt;he spoke so fast i thought he was some mr poh guy :S&lt;br /&gt;hahahah so hectic these few days go here go there&lt;br /&gt;rahh! JIAYOU MIC(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;give me a palette, ill add the colours(: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116287427156320576?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116287427156320576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116287427156320576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116287427156320576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116287427156320576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/11/yayyay-we-have-new-family-member-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116264468319957293</id><published>2006-11-04T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T04:51:23.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to RDA today again!&lt;br /&gt;haha it was our first time out in the ranch&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling really nervous becasuse i had totally no experience with horses&lt;br /&gt;but i was more afraid of how i was going to interact with the kids during their therapy sessions&lt;br /&gt;met alot of other peers arnd our age some older&lt;br /&gt;they were very quite nice though dint get to talk to them much&lt;br /&gt;but it was nice to know they are other pple doing same things like yuo (:&lt;br /&gt;we went there early, but zhi an wasnt there yet&lt;br /&gt;so we walked arnd by ourselves&lt;br /&gt;heh when she came she briefed us on the horses and what we shld and shld not do&lt;br /&gt;i really want to be a leader! then i can grroom the horses and get to know them better&lt;br /&gt;hahah but that shall wait :D&lt;br /&gt;i got to side walk with some francis guy hes damn pro i was so redundant standing next to him&lt;br /&gt;the rider was a lil ang moh boycalled eddie&lt;br /&gt;hahah he had a short attn span so our job was to try to let him focus more on the horse riding&lt;br /&gt;as well as to improve his ability to lsten to instructuions&lt;br /&gt;hahah he was no big prob except that he always zones out and cant sit straight up&lt;br /&gt;so francis the pro started to interact with him while i stood there watching him do the job&lt;br /&gt;learnt some new techniques, like keeping the sterring haha dont know what its called&lt;br /&gt;as well as adjusting the sterring for it to be at the ankle position&lt;br /&gt;dint get to talk much to eddie he was very dao!&lt;br /&gt;and i was frightned :S&lt;br /&gt;hahah but the second session was much better :D&lt;br /&gt;i was assigned to this autistic boy called zachary&lt;br /&gt;hes really cute!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah wanted to pinch his cheeks&lt;br /&gt;haha but he kept crying out loudly&lt;br /&gt;the cindee came t the rescue!&lt;br /&gt;haah she managed to get his attn and calmed him down&lt;br /&gt;wahh it was nerve wreacking&lt;br /&gt;haha damn stress! hahah&lt;br /&gt;for some fun, cindee allowed the horsey to trot&lt;br /&gt;i was sooo soooo freaked out!&lt;br /&gt;cause i scared the horse move too fast then i cant catch up&lt;br /&gt;then if i reach the horse's butt he will kick!&lt;br /&gt;haha that kind of fear was :S haha indescribable&lt;br /&gt;so zach made such a fuss he had to be dismounted or else his condition would manifest&lt;br /&gt;he almost wanted to jump down the horse!&lt;br /&gt;lucky thing cindee and suzi helped him get down safely&lt;br /&gt;so worried for him&lt;br /&gt;after he alighted, he started screaming and i had to grab hold of his hand&lt;br /&gt;suzi held on to him incase he hurt himself while in the fit&lt;br /&gt;i was dumbstrucked, totaly at a lost of what to do&lt;br /&gt;then his mama came then he suddenly became very calm and looked as if nothing happened&lt;br /&gt;hahah it was really an eye opener&lt;br /&gt;some parent of a 19 yr old guy talked to me about how she saw some father with 2 autistic kids&lt;br /&gt;he was so caught up with taking care of his kids he almost went bonkers&lt;br /&gt;then suzi and her started talking about their own kids and how blessed they were&lt;br /&gt;gan chu liang duo!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha i felt really blessed too&lt;br /&gt;those parents and their love for their kids&lt;br /&gt;those kids and how blessed they were t be doing things they liked&lt;br /&gt;i remb the first time i went i was so frightened of this autistic girl called vannessa&lt;br /&gt;cause i heard they could turn violent when provoked&lt;br /&gt;but i was so wrong!&lt;br /&gt;theiyre really like any of us&lt;br /&gt;kids that get humgry&lt;br /&gt;kids that get bored&lt;br /&gt;kids that want to have fun&lt;br /&gt;kids that want excitement&lt;br /&gt;kids that want their mama and papas by them&lt;br /&gt;hahah very happy i get a chance to join RDA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116264468319957293?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116264468319957293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116264468319957293' title='0 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peaceful there&lt;br /&gt;heh took us quite some time to get there&lt;br /&gt;got lost along the way&lt;br /&gt;but still very fun!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah i love horses!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for saturday&lt;br /&gt;i get to be the sidewalker while interactiing with all those kids&lt;br /&gt;heh sth to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;talked quite alot to sihui too&lt;br /&gt;hmm talked about pple changing in JC&lt;br /&gt;quite sad, but i guess its ineveitable&lt;br /&gt;i think ive changed from sec one too&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. okay its late shall sleep le!&lt;br /&gt;BOTTLE TREE VILLAGE!&lt;br /&gt;booo i cant wait to go there too&lt;br /&gt;but mon wed and fri have pract gonna be busy ruaning&lt;br /&gt;hahah prac prac prac&lt;br /&gt;over come taht fear :S&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU mic (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;damn it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; what have i got myself 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title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-116228262178615536</id><published>2006-10-31T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:17:01.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i learnt two songs on the guitar alr! YAY&lt;br /&gt;hahah its very shuang strumming on a guitar and singing out loud like its no bodys business, really can fa xie all the men qi inside :D&lt;br /&gt;HAI everyones going overseas these few days&lt;br /&gt;life's goona be boring alr!&lt;br /&gt;hahah i wanaa learn salsa!&lt;br /&gt;quick quick someone tell me you wnaa learn too&lt;br /&gt;then we can go learn together!&lt;br /&gt;brrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanna walk out of this crap, but its so hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just like her, i wish i never knew you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe my life would have been easier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116228262178615536?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-116161000750082932</id><published>2006-10-23T05:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T06:26:47.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its important to know when something has reached its end.&lt;br /&gt;closing circles, shutting doors, finishing chapters, it doesnt matter what we call it;&lt;br /&gt;what matters is to leave in the past those moments in life that are over&lt;br /&gt;of what had seemed to be an endless inferno were now beginning to show their true meaning(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telling stories to empty our past and filling those spaces with new beginnings makes us feel lighter but not any happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspiration from zahir&lt;br /&gt;now i know what it means to feel worldly after reading a book&lt;br /&gt;listening to pples stories and words in their lyrics&lt;br /&gt;it somehow makes you feel youre not facing the world alone&lt;br /&gt;how someone who seems so different from you can be so alike&lt;br /&gt;bringing those thoughts to a differnt meaning&lt;br /&gt;adds on to your beliefs&lt;br /&gt;and opens up your inner self to things you never wanted to face&lt;br /&gt;makes you realise the courage in you&lt;br /&gt;its another a reflection of myselff in words&lt;br /&gt;they actually undestand me better than i do (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;books aside i shall talk about happy things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things couldnt have been better since my bdae! hahaha bdae was so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;screamt ill i no voice already (:&lt;br /&gt;i wrote about it in my diary (:&lt;br /&gt;was lazy to on the com but big thanks to those who remembered!&lt;br /&gt;really really touched :D&lt;br /&gt;cliche cliche but words cant express the bliss i felt! hahah&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends :D&lt;br /&gt;i can never remember a persons bdae so i admire those who can&lt;br /&gt;hahah but THANKS again for those who made it special(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went sentosa yesterday super fun!&lt;br /&gt;hahah wanted to take cable car but we had no money&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to walk from harbour front&lt;br /&gt;BUT we ended up getting lost at some cruise place&lt;br /&gt;hahah so we decided to take the bus there in the end&lt;br /&gt;there was a long long queue of people&lt;br /&gt;we did lots of stupid things&lt;br /&gt;like eating on the tower and i saw a couple frenching by accident :S oops&lt;br /&gt;hahah sihui has nice biscuits!&lt;br /&gt;jul is obsessed with her laogong -_______-&lt;br /&gt;peggy is crazy over her butter hahaha&lt;br /&gt;called ms ewe to threaten her&lt;br /&gt;went to play sand&lt;br /&gt;been so long since i play with sand alr!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha built some cube thingy :D&lt;br /&gt;very pretty (: then we played with the ball that i took great pains to blow up&lt;br /&gt;and the bally kept falling into the sea&lt;br /&gt;the grp of indian man must have thought we were crazy&lt;br /&gt;hahaha malu cause they always help us pick :S&lt;br /&gt;heh then it started to rain!&lt;br /&gt;wind was super big, so we all went koufu to eat (:&lt;br /&gt;shared fish and chips with sihui&lt;br /&gt;the aunty talk to us heh we look friendly!&lt;br /&gt;bought my colopufrul necklace with them and we wore them togt&lt;br /&gt;hahah okay im listing everything out doesnt sound interesting anymore&lt;br /&gt;cause i very tired to type hahaha&lt;br /&gt;we cycled the double bicycle! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;first time in my whole life&lt;br /&gt;kept screaming cause peggy keeps giving me heart attacks&lt;br /&gt;suddenly go very fast then always almost end up banging into people&lt;br /&gt;jul and sihui banged into a lil boy then jul's tramuatised haha poor sihui&lt;br /&gt;then we got tired so we stopped at some ulu part of the beach and sat down on the floor to eat(:&lt;br /&gt;tried to suntan lah but no sun!&lt;br /&gt;how disappointing hahaha&lt;br /&gt;took pictures with monkey or baboon hah whatever its called&lt;br /&gt;the uncle very nice heh he specially waited for us cause jul was plastering her leg&lt;br /&gt;the monkey high five with me!&lt;br /&gt;hahah damn cute :D :D&lt;br /&gt;then we returned our bikes&lt;br /&gt;decided to play the sky ride thingy and the luge ride&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA we screamed all the way up!&lt;br /&gt;peggy's the worse lah have to cover my ears high pitch voice somemore lah&lt;br /&gt;at the luge ride, jul banged into the bush -_______-&lt;br /&gt;shes pro (:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. by that end of the rides we were exhausted&lt;br /&gt;was really happy that day, very long never feng and play so much since dont know when :D&lt;br /&gt;we made our way to harbour front&lt;br /&gt;decided to walk back from sentosa cause too many pple on the bus&lt;br /&gt;peggy and jul started to analyse the sea water while sihui and i ran away from them&lt;br /&gt;we hide behind the bush hahahha&lt;br /&gt;reached vivo city!&lt;br /&gt;remind me of esplanade, same kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;went candy empire :D&lt;br /&gt;so many pple there, then peggy daddy come alr&lt;br /&gt;so theyy left me to take mrt myself ):&lt;br /&gt;booohooo&lt;br /&gt;hahahah so i slept on the bus home (:&lt;br /&gt;the end! i wont forget that day (:&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the short account, im not good at summarising&lt;br /&gt;summary fail :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my bdae, oops i feel so random&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha i wanna thank szuan here!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for keeping to ur promise to countdown with me along with xiquan and sijia :D&lt;br /&gt;you guys brightened up my first new day in the year (:&lt;br /&gt;those spastic moments we shared , ill never forget&lt;br /&gt;and for the lil forest and hut !&lt;br /&gt;you made my dream come true :D&lt;br /&gt;it really meant alot (:&lt;br /&gt;and the white guitar oh man i wanted to scream but i couldnt!&lt;br /&gt;my daniel is a bit small but tis okay i like it cute this way! hahah&lt;br /&gt;thnk you thnkyou&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who bothered making my day special and memorable&lt;br /&gt;even those spastic messages made me smile too :D&lt;br /&gt;my juniors and the book was really touching too&lt;br /&gt;from the worst day of my life to the happiest day of my new yr ahead!&lt;br /&gt;cant tahnk everyone here theres too many (:&lt;br /&gt;forget all those broken promises&lt;br /&gt;forget all those heartaches&lt;br /&gt;forget all those tears&lt;br /&gt;forget all those betrayals&lt;br /&gt;forget all those misunderstandings&lt;br /&gt;forget all those unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;forget all those cowardice&lt;br /&gt;cause its a new start (:&lt;br /&gt;at least for me hehheh&lt;br /&gt;i know i can and i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a promise to myself :&lt;br /&gt;live each present like a new beginning (:&lt;br /&gt;dont do a disservice to yourself by binding yourself in the past&lt;br /&gt;lifes too short to mourn for what has left&lt;br /&gt;find that happiness!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and my bdae wish's the same everyyear:&lt;br /&gt;for everyone be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE day my dreams will come true! as long as i believe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i shall mug hard for the chinese o levels&lt;br /&gt;and read more books cause&lt;br /&gt;one day i will be able to write like gloria!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaah i need a good command of english as sihui said in order to study psychology&lt;br /&gt;hmm i shall work hard for it then!&lt;br /&gt;im not goonna let myself down again!&lt;br /&gt;ADD OIL MIC :D&lt;br /&gt;MUG MIC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116161000750082932?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-116161000630985927</id><published>2006-10-23T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T06:26:46.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its important to know when something has reached its end.&lt;br /&gt;closing circles, shutting doors, finishing chapters, it doesnt matter what we call it;&lt;br /&gt;what matters is to leave in the past those moments in life that are over&lt;br /&gt;of what had seemed to be an endless inferno were now beginning to show their true meaning(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telling stories to empty our past and filling those spaces with new beginnings makes us feel lighter but not any happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspiration from zahir&lt;br /&gt;now i know what it means to feel worldly after reading a book&lt;br /&gt;listening to pples stories and words in their lyrics&lt;br /&gt;it somehow makes you feel youre not facing the world alone&lt;br /&gt;how someone who seems so different from you can be so alike&lt;br /&gt;bringing those thoughts to a differnt meaning&lt;br /&gt;adds on to your beliefs&lt;br /&gt;and opens up your inner self to things you never wanted to face&lt;br /&gt;makes you realise the courage in you&lt;br /&gt;its another a reflection of myselff in words&lt;br /&gt;they actually undestand me better than i do (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;books aside i shall talk about happy things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things couldnt have been better since my bdae! hahaha bdae was so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;screamt ill i no voice already (:&lt;br /&gt;i wrote about it in my diary (:&lt;br /&gt;was lazy to on the com but big thanks to those who remembered!&lt;br /&gt;really really touched :D&lt;br /&gt;cliche cliche but words cant express the bliss i felt! hahah&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends :D&lt;br /&gt;i can never remember a persons bdae so i admire those who can&lt;br /&gt;hahah but THANKS again for those who made it special(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went sentosa yesterday super fun!&lt;br /&gt;hahah wanted to take cable car but we had no money&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to walk from harbour front&lt;br /&gt;BUT we ended up getting lost at some cruise place&lt;br /&gt;hahah so we decided to take the bus there in the end&lt;br /&gt;there was a long long queue of people&lt;br /&gt;we did lots of stupid things&lt;br /&gt;like eating on the tower and i saw a couple frenching by accident :S oops&lt;br /&gt;hahah sihui has nice biscuits!&lt;br /&gt;jul is obsessed with her laogong -_______-&lt;br /&gt;peggy is crazy over her butter hahaha&lt;br /&gt;called ms ewe to threaten her&lt;br /&gt;went to play sand&lt;br /&gt;been so long since i play with sand alr!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha built some cube thingy :D&lt;br /&gt;very pretty (: then we played with the ball that i took great pains to blow up&lt;br /&gt;and the bally kept falling into the sea&lt;br /&gt;the grp of indian man must have thought we were crazy&lt;br /&gt;hahaha malu cause they always help us pick :S&lt;br /&gt;heh then it started to rain!&lt;br /&gt;wind was super big, so we all went koufu to eat (:&lt;br /&gt;shared fish and chips with sihui&lt;br /&gt;the aunty talk to us heh we look friendly!&lt;br /&gt;bought my colopufrul necklace with them and we wore them togt&lt;br /&gt;hahah okay im listing everything out doesnt sound interesting anymore&lt;br /&gt;cause i very tired to type hahaha&lt;br /&gt;we cycled the double bicycle! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;first time in my whole life&lt;br /&gt;kept screaming cause peggy keeps giving me heart attacks&lt;br /&gt;suddenly go very fast then always almost end up banging into people&lt;br /&gt;jul and sihui banged into a lil boy then jul's tramuatised haha poor sihui&lt;br /&gt;then we got tired so we stopped at some ulu part of the beach and sat down on the floor to eat(:&lt;br /&gt;tried to suntan lah but no sun!&lt;br /&gt;how disappointing hahaha&lt;br /&gt;took pictures with monkey or baboon hah whatever its called&lt;br /&gt;the uncle very nice heh he specially waited for us cause jul was plastering her leg&lt;br /&gt;the monkey high five with me!&lt;br /&gt;hahah damn cute :D :D&lt;br /&gt;then we returned our bikes&lt;br /&gt;decided to play the sky ride thingy and the luge ride&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA we screamed all the way up!&lt;br /&gt;peggy's the worse lah have to cover my ears high pitch voice somemore lah&lt;br /&gt;at the luge ride, jul banged into the bush -_______-&lt;br /&gt;shes pro (:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. by that end of the rides we were exhausted&lt;br /&gt;was really happy that day, very long never feng and play so much since dont know when :D&lt;br /&gt;we made our way to harbour front&lt;br /&gt;decided to walk back from sentosa cause too many pple on the bus&lt;br /&gt;peggy and jul started to analyse the sea water while sihui and i ran away from them&lt;br /&gt;we hide behind the bush hahahha&lt;br /&gt;reached vivo city!&lt;br /&gt;remind me of esplanade, same kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;went candy empire :D&lt;br /&gt;so many pple there, then peggy daddy come alr&lt;br /&gt;so theyy left me to take mrt myself ):&lt;br /&gt;booohooo&lt;br /&gt;hahahah so i slept on the bus home (:&lt;br /&gt;the end! i wont forget that day (:&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the short account, im not good at summarising&lt;br /&gt;summary fail :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my bdae, oops i feel so random&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha i wanna thank szuan here!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for keeping to ur promise to countdown with me along with xiquan and sijia :D&lt;br /&gt;you guys brightened up my first new day in the year (:&lt;br /&gt;those spastic moments we shared , ill never forget&lt;br /&gt;and for the lil forest and hut !&lt;br /&gt;you made my dream come true :D&lt;br /&gt;it really meant alot (:&lt;br /&gt;and the white guitar oh man i wanted to scream but i couldnt!&lt;br /&gt;my daniel is a bit small but tis okay i like it cute this way! hahah&lt;br /&gt;thnk you thnkyou&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who bothered making my day special and memorable&lt;br /&gt;even those spastic messages made me smile too :D&lt;br /&gt;my juniors and the book was really touching too&lt;br /&gt;from the worst day of my life to the happiest day of my new yr ahead!&lt;br /&gt;cant tahnk everyone here theres too many (:&lt;br /&gt;forget all those broken promises&lt;br /&gt;forget all those heartaches&lt;br /&gt;forget all those tears&lt;br /&gt;forget all those betrayals&lt;br /&gt;forget all those misunderstandings&lt;br /&gt;forget all those unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;forget all those cowardice&lt;br /&gt;cause its a new start (:&lt;br /&gt;at least for me hehheh&lt;br /&gt;i know i can and i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a promise to myself :&lt;br /&gt;live each present like a new beginning (:&lt;br /&gt;dont do a disservice to yourself by binding yourself in the past&lt;br /&gt;lifes too short to mourn for what has left&lt;br /&gt;find that happiness!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and my bdae wish's the same everyyear:&lt;br /&gt;for everyone be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE day my dreams will come true! as long as i believe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i shall mug hard for the chinese o levels&lt;br /&gt;and read more books cause&lt;br /&gt;one day i will be able to write like gloria!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaah i need a good command of english as sihui said in order to study psychology&lt;br /&gt;hmm i shall work hard for it then!&lt;br /&gt;im not goonna let myself down again!&lt;br /&gt;ADD OIL MIC :D&lt;br /&gt;MUG MIC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116161000630985927?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-116114580296022351</id><published>2006-10-17T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T21:30:02.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6800/1450/1600/husband.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6800/1450/320/husband.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HUSBAND (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116114580296022351?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116114580296022351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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NEED NOW IS SOME PLACE TO SCREAM!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A BIG JOKE LIFE CAN BE&lt;br /&gt;you make me so scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my forest and lil house now nownownownow ):&lt;br /&gt;tell me how i can make that pain go away&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THIS FEELING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-116109760491758288?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/116109760491758288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=116109760491758288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/116109760491758288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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like tearing them up&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to give up&lt;br /&gt;started making presents alr (:&lt;br /&gt;but making presetns alone so not fun boohoo&lt;br /&gt;i wana make presents like last yr!&lt;br /&gt;wana catch up wioth sijia and haiying!&lt;br /&gt;but theyre all busy with studies&lt;br /&gt;i hate to say this but lifes so boring suddenly!&lt;br /&gt;my parents allowed me to learn salsa alr! but no ones learning with me&lt;br /&gt;so i dont know if i shld still go&lt;br /&gt;wana go out alone some day hahaha&lt;br /&gt;some time with myself&lt;br /&gt;hahaha sounds weird&lt;br /&gt;not in the mood to think alr&lt;br /&gt;make me tired&lt;br /&gt;shalla continue crapping with szuan&lt;br /&gt;hahaha BYE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes only my pillow understands&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-116005275331526413</id><published>2006-10-05T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T05:52:33.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA I LOVE MAGGY AND RANDY(:&lt;br /&gt;THEYRE MY FAVOURITE FISSHIES&lt;br /&gt;HEH PICKLES LOOKS CUTE IN THE PINK BALL TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit this blog and light a candle too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lightamillioncandles.com"&gt;www.lightamillioncandles.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my whole familty light candles alr :D&lt;br /&gt;help these kids, its the least we can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it keeps getting harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-115860151975454741</id><published>2006-09-18T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T10:45:19.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUG MIC (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115860151975454741?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115860151975454741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115860151975454741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115860151975454741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115860151975454741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/09/mug-mic.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115695665880665470</id><published>2006-08-30T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T09:51:00.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! found these pooh quotes while making sihui's pooh lyrics book heh, was quite suprised pooh had quotes hahaha, but theyre still rather meaningful (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus 1 day, so I never have to live without you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would I'd never leave.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “If there ever comes a day when we can't be together keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. i'll always be with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMR's teachers day! hahaha yay we're gonna dance our line dance!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i hope i dont forget my steps again, though i think i will!&lt;br /&gt;heh these few days have been stressful, but with friends taht can make you LAUGH YOUR TOES OFF ( heh weilin and her funny phrase), school's becoming fun!&lt;br /&gt;thnks jul for ur beautiful drawing (: so pretty hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and why u dont wna share your burden with me! make me so hurt hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.hmm, went back da zu ytd! i miss my ruan and i miss RUAN! hahah'&lt;br /&gt;lucky i found my ruan, when hsiudfan said my ruan was non existent, i fainted haha&lt;br /&gt;seeing all my juniors grow up, im starting to feel old. hahah&lt;br /&gt;but theyre standard wasnot bad, i was impressed. esp with elise&lt;br /&gt;i never knew she could talk so much! hahah&lt;br /&gt;juniors were asking us to go back for maf, still not sure if i shloud (:&lt;br /&gt;was scandalising chenchi with some jacky and harry guy&lt;br /&gt;hahah and huiyi told us about what chunyang said about me and szuan! rah! haha badmouth hahah. they seem like theyre ahving fun, so its good (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays lessons quite slack,&lt;br /&gt;checked my onlineprogress report, so happy!&lt;br /&gt;got alot of four and three! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then szuan was complaing. BLEH   (:&lt;br /&gt;history lesson most crap, we spend whole lesson talking about which part of singapore to bomb&lt;br /&gt;marilyn( ally! ) and i were playing hang man whole lesson&lt;br /&gt;and i came up with a conclusion!&lt;br /&gt;SHORT PEOPLE ARE SMART :D&lt;br /&gt;its proven! mr han was a spy last time, so ehs smart.&lt;br /&gt;interesting life he has, so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i shouldnt be online at all, felt super slack today&lt;br /&gt;came home, ate and slept! there goes two and a half hours of my day&lt;br /&gt;time is precious! i need to learn to sit down, not walk around and study!&lt;br /&gt;ate my choc ally gave me, and guess what!&lt;br /&gt;i found two heart shaped m&amp;m!&lt;br /&gt;one yellow fat one and one thin orange one&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. dont know what to do with them now, theyre still on my table.&lt;br /&gt;i should go study now. ): MUGMIC and find princess her tissue! haha&lt;br /&gt;tmr then write letters for teacher hehheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayonara (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115695665880665470?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115695665880665470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115695665880665470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115695665880665470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115695665880665470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-found-these-pooh-quotes-while.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115677954117453624</id><published>2006-08-28T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T08:39:01.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they say you see the stars in the darkest nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but what if the sky was too dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and not a single star was in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its you i need tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is it too much to ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115677954117453624?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115677954117453624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115677954117453624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115677954117453624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115677954117453624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/08/they-say-you-see-stars-in-darkest.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115660851137560800</id><published>2006-08-26T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T09:08:31.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUGMICMUGMICMUGMIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy! baked cookies today and it cheered me up alot!&lt;br /&gt;hehh shall bring to school on monday! (: (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a fairytale is not all about finding princes, its about believing in yourself and realising your dreams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115660851137560800?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115660851137560800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115660851137560800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115660851137560800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115660851137560800'/><link rel='alternate' 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go play with her, and found that she wasnt in her play area&lt;br /&gt;everyone panicked, we left the house to search downstairs&lt;br /&gt;finally found her amongst some soil area behind the cars in the car park&lt;br /&gt;dirty and all, she looked so weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we placed her on the floor of the lift and she couldn even move her feet&lt;br /&gt;she kept silent and still, being totally not her self at all.&lt;br /&gt;tried to give her a bath but she wasnt able to move&lt;br /&gt;it really broke our hearts to see her like that&lt;br /&gt;so we gave her a lil cleaning up and put her into her basket&lt;br /&gt;she wouldn touch the food and water&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to leave her alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt her first time falling from such high floors&lt;br /&gt;when she was with our cousins, she had jumped from the eighth flloor&lt;br /&gt;they didnt take ehr to the vet cause she was up and alright after a few days rest&lt;br /&gt;this time it wasnt that simple&lt;br /&gt;but our parents insisted she was just suffering from trauma&lt;br /&gt;my sister couldn take it, she locked herself in the room&lt;br /&gt;my mom told her to grow up&lt;br /&gt;and i argued with my mom over that&lt;br /&gt;is there anything immature about crying?&lt;br /&gt;i totally had no mood for anything&lt;br /&gt;i cried bad that night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning before i left for the talk,&lt;br /&gt;i went to check ciocco&lt;br /&gt;she was lying on the floor and whimpering&lt;br /&gt;i felt so helpless&lt;br /&gt;theere was nothing i could do to help it&lt;br /&gt;i was prepared nto to go for the talk cause i had no mood&lt;br /&gt;and id rather send the cat to the vet&lt;br /&gt;but my dad wasnt free till the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;but ciocco couldnt wwait anylonger,&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember how she had tried to stand&lt;br /&gt;but her paw was not at her control&lt;br /&gt;she was trying so hard, but her body  wont let her stand&lt;br /&gt;she was so weak yet so strong&lt;br /&gt;she left us for pureland at 948.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciocco was only 2 mths old when she left&lt;br /&gt;maybe shes in someplace better&lt;br /&gt;some where where she has her freedom&lt;br /&gt;where no one would stop her from running wherever she liked&lt;br /&gt;some where where her pain would stop&lt;br /&gt;i hope shes doing happy wherever she is now(:&lt;br /&gt;we will always love her for who she is&lt;br /&gt;and for the joy she has brought to all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes now being buried at the reservoir&lt;br /&gt;hope alls well there for her&lt;br /&gt;i'll go visit her some day&lt;br /&gt;my sis and i were talking about doing cip at the spca&lt;br /&gt;we'll go find out more first (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke down during the talk :S&lt;br /&gt;and on the bus&lt;br /&gt;but it felt much better letting it out sometimes&lt;br /&gt;visited the temple to pray for the lil kitty&lt;br /&gt;and went to walk walk&lt;br /&gt;sorry szuan, i shldn have left u alone&lt;br /&gt;but i really needed to visit the temple&lt;br /&gt;or i would have felt very empty in me&lt;br /&gt;i hope u understand&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for other peaople who have made the rest of the day more bearable (:&lt;br /&gt;this would be a day to remember ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115606175124590986?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115606175124590986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115606175124590986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115606175124590986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115606175124590986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/08/tribute-to-our-beloved-kitty-ciocco.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115566123529146414</id><published>2006-08-15T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T10:00:35.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Foot Prints In Time&lt;br /&gt;Two young lovers,&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the sand,&lt;br /&gt;Gazing at each other,&lt;br /&gt;Talking hand in hand,&lt;br /&gt;The prints they leave behind them,&lt;br /&gt;Marking memories of the past,&lt;br /&gt;The long beach laid before them,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping love will last,&lt;br /&gt;The ocean captures the footprints,&lt;br /&gt;And erases them from the shore,&lt;br /&gt;Taking with it remembrances,&lt;br /&gt;And leaving them with more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years have passed,&lt;br /&gt;   Time flies when you're having fun,&lt;br /&gt;And before you know it innocence fades,&lt;br /&gt;And the teen years are done,&lt;br /&gt;Now she's back on the beach,&lt;br /&gt;Except she is alone,&lt;br /&gt;Watching and waiting,&lt;br /&gt;For the love that hadn't grown,&lt;br /&gt;She walks along the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Two footprints, not four,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering where the laughter went,&lt;br /&gt;Why he didn't love her more,&lt;br /&gt;Then she stops to sit,&lt;br /&gt;And draws his name in the sand,&lt;br /&gt;A celestial stranger comes along,&lt;br /&gt;   And reaches out a hand,&lt;br /&gt;Hesitantly she takes it,&lt;br /&gt;And he listens to her cries,&lt;br /&gt;He's been there before&lt;br /&gt;He's heard many lies,&lt;br /&gt;They decide to walk,&lt;br /&gt;And she follows,&lt;br /&gt;not knowing why,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will always be reborn again,&lt;br /&gt;Even if it may die,&lt;br /&gt;She is more cautious than before,&lt;br /&gt;And as she looks back at the footprints,&lt;br /&gt;She s seeing not two, but four,&lt;br /&gt;This time will be different,&lt;br /&gt;Her heart trying to say,&lt;br /&gt;Something magical happened,&lt;br /&gt;She felt it the first day,&lt;br /&gt;Something clicked when they touched,&lt;br /&gt;A jolt from inside,&lt;br /&gt;She knew he'd be there always,&lt;br /&gt;If she had something to confide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here it is twenty years later,&lt;br /&gt;And his love for her,&lt;br /&gt;Is now even greater,&lt;br /&gt;He looks at her like the first time they met,&lt;br /&gt;And despite all the years gone by,&lt;br /&gt;They can never forget,&lt;br /&gt;Those four special footprints,&lt;br /&gt;That are never washed away,&lt;br /&gt;They'll stay forever on her heart,&lt;br /&gt;Until their dying day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanna grow old with you&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115566123529146414?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115566123529146414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115566123529146414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115566123529146414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115566123529146414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/08/foot-prints-in-time-two-young-lovers.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115531441885514554</id><published>2006-08-11T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T09:40:18.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i spent my whole day at home eating sleeping and reading up!&lt;br /&gt;was having fever cough and flu,w hat  a time to get ill&lt;br /&gt;and people thought i pon lor! rah i so guai can :D&lt;br /&gt;hahah thanks szuan for taking down what happened today :)&lt;br /&gt;i woke up with no voice but i got it back after that haha&lt;br /&gt;szuan told me about kincheng's blog, couldn find the post but yep i have to say this to her:&lt;br /&gt;"you'll make a good SL. go make it happen! "&lt;br /&gt;i dont think ive been a very good sl, but ill leave the job to my juniors&lt;br /&gt;theyll do a good job im sure :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to hand in portfolfio and colect ruan&lt;br /&gt;rah shall do that on monday&lt;br /&gt;need to make time to mug alr&lt;br /&gt;its less than 2 mths to our eoys if im not wrong&lt;br /&gt;:S time flies lahh soon everything will zoom past again&lt;br /&gt;and i wont be sec four! okay shall not scare myself alr&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister got in nj&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS&lt;br /&gt;rahh my hands are feeling super weak le&lt;br /&gt;i continue ranting another time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heres what i promised (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking back, i hope nothing ive done is wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i took so long to come so far &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just being with you makes me feel so right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if its all i could do, id pray for you to be alright:D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they smile, they'd chide &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i know they see us in a different light &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but im hoping that if i wished hard enough,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're gonna be just where we belong (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only time could stop there and then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thankyou for believing in me &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115531441885514554?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115531441885514554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115531441885514554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115531441885514554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115531441885514554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-spent-my-whole-day-at-home-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115435291380399859</id><published>2006-07-31T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T06:35:13.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah im here to bring my blog back to life!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrows the day,&lt;br /&gt;our last perf as liuqin and ruan section&lt;br /&gt;i will treasure that last time in school audi&lt;br /&gt;and i'll enjoy every moment on stage in nyco uniform (:&lt;br /&gt;juniors must jiayou too! haha :D :D&lt;br /&gt;and yep the thing everybody is dreading&lt;br /&gt;the passing down ceremony&lt;br /&gt;): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;many hearts will be broken&lt;br /&gt;its hard to take it in your stride&lt;br /&gt;but we can still do our parts for the co as long as we still love nyco!&lt;br /&gt;and for those who are chosen to perform their given duties,&lt;br /&gt;the seniors would have chose you cause they placed their trust in you,&lt;br /&gt;that you would do a even better job than us&lt;br /&gt;so please dont disappoint us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to want to leave&lt;br /&gt;simple because we have created so many bonds and walked through so much&lt;br /&gt;all the lil experiences in the lil room we call home&lt;br /&gt;but im still blessed to have all these with me (:&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn be what i am today if not for nyco&lt;br /&gt;what saw me through all the hard days and motivated me to work even harder&lt;br /&gt;was my experince in sec one and the help my snrs have given me.&lt;br /&gt;theres so many people i want to thank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms ding: shewas the one who taught me private lessons, introduced me to the co world. she may not know this, but ir eally appreciate the teachings she has given me, i wouldn be what i am if not for her chances shes given me. i rmb the solo i had at tampines cc, it wasnt something big and spectacular, but i was glad to be on stage to be given a chance to shine even if it was just a lil perf. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs ee: shes really the best conductor ive seen so far(: she doesnt just let us do music, we play music. she brings co another meaning (: her comments during my first hui bao touched me alot too. it may not have meant alot when she said that, but it had a great impact on the lil sec one. (: we all ahve her to thnk for. im sure shes happy to have seen how nyco has grown too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benedict: even though i may not be taking lessons from him now, he will always be my lao shi (: i first knew him through peiqian. then i started taking lessons from him, which caused some big woohaa at that time. i rmb ding called peiqian and i to be interrogated, the classroom was dark and not fans and lights were on, rather traumatising for me. but peiqian saved me. that period of time was just chaotic. then thigns started to settle down when i learnt from him, my skills improved alot, and yep more imptly, he taught me what music was all about, that im grateful for. he never fails to impress me with his wide rang of network, always ready to render help to szuan and i. he brought me into the ruan chamber ensemble, an experience that was so beautiful(: all in all, hes always my nice nice teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peiqian: shes one senior i will never forget, because she was the one that introduced to me what co was all about. she influenced my life quite alot when i was close to her during sec 2, i rmb she used to treat all of us to meals and we would talk on the phone almost everyday (: she really taught me alot of stuff, and i have her to thank for who i am today. she helped me throughout my co times and the help all went a long long way. shes someone i wont forget (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres still alot more people i need to thank. the list will never end! i will continue after today. i need to study! hahh. yep jiayou strings pple for concert tmr! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you give me the reason to smile everyday :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and no matter what may come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im throwing all my doubts away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will be here for you, i' ll stay :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115435291380399859?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115435291380399859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115435291380399859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115435291380399859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115435291380399859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hahah-im-here-to-bring-my-blog-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115349075573669390</id><published>2006-07-21T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T07:05:55.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been thinking over stuff the past few days&lt;br /&gt;what ppeople used to tell me, told me, and what my response was to everything they say&lt;br /&gt;had a really meaningful chat with Benedict ytd&lt;br /&gt;was quite suprised at what he told me&lt;br /&gt;he told me its hard to find true friends at work, so hes holding on to his good friends cause they are rare&lt;br /&gt;(: that coming from his mouth was unexpected&lt;br /&gt;then we talked about his work and such, been so long since we talked like this&lt;br /&gt;i miss ruan lessons all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;and of course my spas ruan tcher who always love bitching while i listen&lt;br /&gt;hmmm whens the next time im gonna see him again! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was an ermmm exciting day? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i was LATE ok maybe that was good cause not many pple saw me walk in with my purple indian costume! hahaha a pity we dint get to dance shava i miss the china times! with baona as my dancing partner. the times when we stayed back in school just to choreograph the dance steps and memorising the steps together all in one day! was damn stressful, everyone was crazy! but it turned out to be a great succes in the end. (: i love shava, i wana dance it with everyone again(: hmm today we were the only class in ethnic costumes yay! four six spirit hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft school went out with szuan to bukit timah plaza to get some stuff (: almost bought the disney water bottle! i want a new bottle ): always wanted a milk bottle hahaha. but no one wants to buy with me so i never got a chance to buy. hmph i want to kill szuan alr, so mean she and jul say they love each other the most then she dont want me alr ): break my heart lah. just give them my best wishes then! szuan was being spas she wnated to buy barney stuff, heh and i wanted the water bot! booo no money. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ikea with feeb after her math lessons. RAH&lt;br /&gt;we dint know where to take bus so i called szuan haha&lt;br /&gt;then she said ny side then i heard as hci side!&lt;br /&gt;so yeahh we ended up at woodlands there!&lt;br /&gt;:S oops had to take cab back, so waste money&lt;br /&gt;hahaha waste time tooo&lt;br /&gt;then feeb and i got so frightened that he would bring us to some ulu place and erps  hahaha&lt;br /&gt;spas lah. but we still managed to reach there in time to shop!&lt;br /&gt;zoomed around in ikea and got all our materials reall quickly&lt;br /&gt;we were amazed at our speed lah hahaha&lt;br /&gt;had some time before her erhem pick her&lt;br /&gt;so we went to eat hotdogs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the place at about five twenty&lt;br /&gt;so proud of the stuff i bought! (:&lt;br /&gt;seeing all the cute stuff made me smile&lt;br /&gt;hope it will make other people smile too(:&lt;br /&gt;went to anchor point to get some other stuff&lt;br /&gt;and i got my meiji chocs! joy :D&lt;br /&gt;went into the bloomington shop, it was damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;saw this fortune cookie and smiley thingy&lt;br /&gt;suposed to ask a question , shake the thingy&lt;br /&gt;and at thebottom, an ansewer will appear&lt;br /&gt;soo cute! haha im gonna go abck there to get it for sure(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea we saw a hello kitty car on the road and we said it was so szuan:P&lt;br /&gt;heh ok that was random haha&lt;br /&gt;szuan helping me buy my disney princess puzzle! (: (: thnks lover&lt;br /&gt;ill pay you! hahaha aft i get my money enxt week, very broke alr&lt;br /&gt;its jasmine and alladin on the puzzle! i like!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm iwent home with peiyi today (:&lt;br /&gt;lucky i went to find them at queensway or iw ouldn be here now typing this entry cuse i would have been stranded in some ulu part of singapore that no one knows! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;really felt lost, quite giddy too like sudd dont know what i shld do. called szuan and went to find them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats about all for today! still got lots to do for tmr! (:&lt;br /&gt;tmr 's the big day!&lt;br /&gt;eeryone hava a good rest and sleep early!&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee esplanade here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;make day after today  even more spectacular (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115349075573669390?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115349075573669390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115349075573669390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115349075573669390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115349075573669390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-been-thinking-over-stuff-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115340765640595087</id><published>2006-07-20T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T08:00:56.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>): today was the last time we were gonna have practice in m401&lt;br /&gt;the room where we shared so much memories&lt;br /&gt;4 yrs of ruaning&lt;br /&gt;having fun with seniors&lt;br /&gt;slogging out guts out for concerts&lt;br /&gt;getting really frsutrated and stressed during syf&lt;br /&gt;countless practice with juniors&lt;br /&gt;spastic moments in that lil room&lt;br /&gt;all these pass by like a dream&lt;br /&gt;knew this day would come, was dreading it actually&lt;br /&gt;but nows not the time to cry yet (:&lt;br /&gt;save the tears for the last!&lt;br /&gt;im quite sure i will breakdown on 22nd ):&lt;br /&gt;it was like how we cried our hearts out on foa last yr&lt;br /&gt;that was the most painful time of the yr, but a very memorable one&lt;br /&gt;that bond we all created, its sth words cannot explain (:&lt;br /&gt;i hope everythings not going to end just yet&lt;br /&gt;because i want all theese good things to last forever and ever!&lt;br /&gt;sudd everythings gonna end like it never happened ):&lt;br /&gt;feeling quite lost now&lt;br /&gt;cant imagine not going back to m401 for practs anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i guess its time to say goodbye ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115340765640595087?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115340765640595087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115340765640595087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115340765640595087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115340765640595087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-last-time-we-were-gonna-have.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115302355212467253</id><published>2006-07-15T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T21:19:12.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to what you say. Best friends listen to what you don't say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah just being random (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115302355212467253?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115302355212467253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115302355212467253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115302355212467253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115302355212467253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/07/everyone-hears-what-you-say.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115279496657633305</id><published>2006-07-13T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T05:49:26.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>choosing not to say anything doesnt mean you feel nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're brave and i'm weak.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115279496657633305?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115279496657633305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115279496657633305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115279496657633305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115279496657633305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/07/choosing-not-to-say-anything-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115245251315721145</id><published>2006-07-09T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T06:41:53.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up."- - - Pablo Picasso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115245251315721145?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115245251315721145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115245251315721145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115245251315721145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115245251315721145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-children-are-artists.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115228020553632956</id><published>2006-07-07T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T06:50:05.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooops i think i screwed my previous post with the quote&lt;br /&gt;eng translation is something like theres no need to search for happiness, it is about discovering (: i read that from a chi compre we did a few days ago, thought it was rather meaningful&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;szuan insists a blog today!&lt;br /&gt;yeahh i shall blog since today is such a HAPPY and SPASTIC day&lt;br /&gt;humph szuan wants me to blog first so she can copy me! RAH&lt;br /&gt;hahahah ok joking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we ended school super early&lt;br /&gt;we were released at 12 plus&lt;br /&gt;then our nice monitress kelly and wenrui told us to go canteen&lt;br /&gt;(: we had chocolate cake!&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate the success of funfair and whatever we have been through as a class&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice feeling (: (:&lt;br /&gt;then buay kee was helping us all wish good luck for math test&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i really needed that!&lt;br /&gt;i screwed the quiz today but its okay lah!&lt;br /&gt;shall mug really hard for math test&lt;br /&gt;i want that 40 marks! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another happy thing!&lt;br /&gt;my sister and i made sijia this cheer up card!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha it looks so spastic&lt;br /&gt;but i almost wanted to keep it for my own&lt;br /&gt;so cute (:&lt;br /&gt;hehhh yay she say i draw nicely!&lt;br /&gt;hahah im glad it made u smile robot&lt;br /&gt;stay that way kay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left school to meet our dear spastic sl xiquan for our math tuition&lt;br /&gt;we met at kfc for lunch&lt;br /&gt;and it was spastic!&lt;br /&gt;i tried to drink my drink&lt;br /&gt;then the stupid thing spilled on my white skirt!&lt;br /&gt;like RAHRAH&lt;br /&gt;hahaha then szuan suck my water bottle until drip on her also&lt;br /&gt;crap lah she.&lt;br /&gt;why no one believe i want to join canoeing!!!&lt;br /&gt;im so hurt!&lt;br /&gt;even my lover dont give me encouragement&lt;br /&gt;so sad  ): ):&lt;br /&gt;okay loh i prove to all of you i can do it!&lt;br /&gt;haahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to go to the library&lt;br /&gt;but thought they were too many people there&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to ge there to study&lt;br /&gt;ghahaha we sat on the floor of the room we used to pract in for co&lt;br /&gt;brought back so much memories (: (:&lt;br /&gt;turned on the radiao which was all crap music lah&lt;br /&gt;so happy! managed to finish 8 math qns!&lt;br /&gt;some i do myself one yay&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. but i think i learnt wuite alot&lt;br /&gt;haha then we all got tired&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the provision shop to get some snacks&lt;br /&gt;our sl bought us danish cookies&lt;br /&gt;and i saw the bubbles thingy!&lt;br /&gt;so szuan and i bought them&lt;br /&gt;hehhh sat around the play ground and chatted for quite some time&lt;br /&gt;very interesting chat (: heh&lt;br /&gt;co politics and quarell can be really silly and childish sometimes&lt;br /&gt;lover, must rmb our ensemble dream kay ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;szuan and i started blowing our bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;then xiquan joined us&lt;br /&gt;the lil kids at the playground very vute lah!&lt;br /&gt;all so small&lt;br /&gt;then they saw our bubbles and they got so hyper!&lt;br /&gt;damn funny lah, couldn stop laughing&lt;br /&gt;hahah kids are kids so innoncent!&lt;br /&gt;its been sooo long since i had such simple joy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the peaceful bubble popping machine thing turned into a war&lt;br /&gt;three biggies against five lil kids!&lt;br /&gt;hahah they bully us first can&lt;br /&gt;they started throwing leaves at us like pouring lil leaves on our hair&lt;br /&gt;then got this lil girl always aim me de&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so eveil!&lt;br /&gt;then we were all chasing each other at the playgrnd&lt;br /&gt;so SPASTIC&lt;br /&gt;like so old!!! against the smallies&lt;br /&gt;then the maid at the side keep laughing at us&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;xq, szuan and i tried hiding at the top of the ship thingy&lt;br /&gt;but they still ran up and caught us!&lt;br /&gt;like hide and seekk&lt;br /&gt;really excercise alot lah today(:&lt;br /&gt;i wana be as young as them too!&lt;br /&gt;so trouble free&lt;br /&gt;growing up is hard ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ended up saving the day&lt;br /&gt;did some work but hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;left quite alot too&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i feel so slack today!&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. hahah then xq and junyi send us to the mrt&lt;br /&gt;junyi told us to go pract as an when we can&lt;br /&gt;cause have to prepare for nac comp (:&lt;br /&gt;sigh benedict is no longer there!&lt;br /&gt;like oh man. ruans like only sijia and me now&lt;br /&gt;wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and i think robot like very busy now&lt;br /&gt;talking about her shes very mean!&lt;br /&gt;called my sister to talk just now and she dont want to call me&lt;br /&gt;ok lor sijia u good&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah and im not dao! ):&lt;br /&gt;okok joking lah, sijia is stillmy best ruan buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and SLACEKD&lt;br /&gt;shall piah like mad tmr&lt;br /&gt;but need to settle stuff today later&lt;br /&gt;shall go off now! byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes before iforget!&lt;br /&gt;its szuan and i's wedding on 28th july!&lt;br /&gt;at the esplanade dinner starts at 730&lt;br /&gt;guest performers include peiyan, limqing, sheila, szemin, andy, andrea and maureen!&lt;br /&gt;please  do come and give us your blessings!&lt;br /&gt;see you there! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love everything in my life, including you (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115228020553632956?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115228020553632956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115228020553632956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115228020553632956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115228020553632956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ooops-i-think-i-screwed-my-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115211092216663079</id><published>2006-07-05T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T07:48:42.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>快乐不是寻找而是发现。（：&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115211092216663079?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115211092216663079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115211092216663079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115211092216663079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115211092216663079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115190670674329137</id><published>2006-07-02T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:05:06.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everybody!&lt;br /&gt;hahah so many so many events happened this past few days&lt;br /&gt;funfair on the 1st july, nyco concert on 2nd july!&lt;br /&gt;hahah i shall start on them one by one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funfair was FUN FUN FUN&lt;br /&gt;hahaha the day before i rmb i couldn sleep cause i was so excited lah&lt;br /&gt;went around pasting stickers on pple&lt;br /&gt;then we were mending to stalls in spastic polka dot apron thingy&lt;br /&gt;then no one else wanted to wear it except my friend and i&lt;br /&gt;so mean lahh. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;no time to slack lahh, while everyone else had fun there playing games and eating&lt;br /&gt;we were all dying at the stall&lt;br /&gt;after that szuan and i went to walk around cos we were starting to feel abit giddy le&lt;br /&gt;feeb was sick , szuan stayed in the pub, hong was busy&lt;br /&gt;then no one wanted to play the haunted house with me&lt;br /&gt;rahh always like that ): so sad&lt;br /&gt;never mind i got a windmill for myself and szuan&lt;br /&gt;heh and kaiyi helped my play that golf thingy then she gave szuan and i the fishy we wanted (:&lt;br /&gt;i guess our sales was rahter good, but everyone was dead tired aft that&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay next up is nyco concert!&lt;br /&gt;reached sch at 8 to pract tanbo song&lt;br /&gt;(: we off the lights and prac so we cuold get into the yu mood.&lt;br /&gt;hahah it helped lah&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch and rushed off to SCH&lt;br /&gt;da zu is always full of nonsense&lt;br /&gt;my juniors are spastic!&lt;br /&gt;they crap SO much&lt;br /&gt;hahah esp kincheng&lt;br /&gt;have to keep reminding her shes still attached and not to forget she still has her dar hubert&lt;br /&gt;damn funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought cam but dint even have time and chance to take&lt;br /&gt;i was too flustered&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep on my ruan while i was backstage&lt;br /&gt;and my hands were cramping while playing tajike&lt;br /&gt;aft rehearsal i really thought tajike was so screwedd&lt;br /&gt;we were all so worried lah&lt;br /&gt;then while eating at the balcony&lt;br /&gt;hazel and i saw pple coming in alr&lt;br /&gt;then she was complainin why they wana come so early&lt;br /&gt;just make us frightened&lt;br /&gt;then she dint finish her food tooo&lt;br /&gt;hahah hazel is spastic too!&lt;br /&gt;my fellow score sharer&lt;br /&gt;shes keeps making me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backstage before we went up,&lt;br /&gt;we were doing mass breathing&lt;br /&gt;like to make ourselves less nervous&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think it was working!&lt;br /&gt;haha then it was time!&lt;br /&gt;the third bell rang&lt;br /&gt;rahhh! we came out&lt;br /&gt;then i kept feeling like laughing dont know why also&lt;br /&gt;hazel and i were talking and we said we hope not to see anyone we know in the first few rows&lt;br /&gt;sauy lah i turned my head and i saw smone spastic waving at me!&lt;br /&gt;hahah its our spastic sl xiquan! i was like shocked lah.&lt;br /&gt;saw a few other random pple also then dint dare look alr&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the da zu pieces were good i guess&lt;br /&gt;the feelingwas good at least thats what i felt! (:&lt;br /&gt;i was so glad my daruan dint screw can&lt;br /&gt;hahaha was sitting on the outside&lt;br /&gt;then got pple msg me aft that say i look small!&lt;br /&gt;rahhh fine lor.&lt;br /&gt;humph.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i was so worried i will drop my dauruan lah&lt;br /&gt;then kept worrying about tripping on my own skirt cos it always happens to me&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ruan pple kepty talking and laughing can&lt;br /&gt;i bet we were the noisiest on stage hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then soon it was interval&lt;br /&gt;it was jsut madness!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i had like five missed calls&lt;br /&gt;then pple just vooom in front of you and pass u things&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so overwhelming!&lt;br /&gt;but i have to give thanks to alot of pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who gave me flowers (:&lt;br /&gt;ali&lt;br /&gt;guoying&lt;br /&gt;brittany&lt;br /&gt;sijia&lt;br /&gt;haiying&lt;br /&gt;xuerong and huifen&lt;br /&gt;linghuan and beiyu&lt;br /&gt;kelly&lt;br /&gt;xiaoda&lt;br /&gt;koymin and dennis&lt;br /&gt;zhengyou&lt;br /&gt;henry&lt;br /&gt;ewe cow and jiebin&lt;br /&gt;justin&lt;br /&gt;hazel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to other pple! (:&lt;br /&gt;tianwei- smiley cookie&lt;br /&gt;justin- chocolates&lt;br /&gt;chenchi- letter&lt;br /&gt;huiyi- letter and packet of sweets&lt;br /&gt;kincheng- letter&lt;br /&gt;henry- eeyore&lt;br /&gt;hazel- the first trphy in my whole life, best friend trophy&lt;br /&gt;yuting- bunny dolly&lt;br /&gt;xiquan- pouch and a spastic big pin&lt;br /&gt;zhengyou- sunflower book&lt;br /&gt;sihui, chokwan- chocolates for whole section&lt;br /&gt;ewe, jiebin- letter&lt;br /&gt;joan- gummy worms&lt;br /&gt;little boy - card&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh thsnk for all the nice lil presents, they made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second half of the concert wasnt as nerve wrecking&lt;br /&gt;except for yu and tajike&lt;br /&gt;i was soo relived aft tajike lah!&lt;br /&gt;though it wasnt our best&lt;br /&gt;but we did well as a section!&lt;br /&gt;so no more tears cos we did our best! (:&lt;br /&gt;oh im so happy heh&lt;br /&gt;cos alot of pple said our tanbo is very strong (;&lt;br /&gt;yippee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last song was huanghe&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy but i knew it was gna be the end soon&lt;br /&gt;sighh when we went on stage i was just ready to enjoy every single moment of the stage&lt;br /&gt;everyone was playing and giving their best to their audiences&lt;br /&gt;(: was loving it lah&lt;br /&gt;then chenchi spoiled my mood hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;cos she started talking about hw&lt;br /&gt;then we were all like huh! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;its our last song and she had to remidn us about hw&lt;br /&gt;rahhh. but it was all fun and hard work together&lt;br /&gt;(: that monment on stage was what we were all working hard for for the past few months&lt;br /&gt;the tears , the worries, the frowns and wrinkles&lt;br /&gt;heh they all paid off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was telling smone i dint want the day to end&lt;br /&gt;bacuse the moment i wake up tmr&lt;br /&gt;everything will seem like it never happened&lt;br /&gt;it was all like a beautiful dream&lt;br /&gt;they joy and laughters we shared backstage&lt;br /&gt;they spastic times in m401 and jiucy lil gossips&lt;br /&gt;the horible lil squabbles and blahblahblah the list can go on&lt;br /&gt;heh we bobbed well on stage! cos everyone bounced&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. ok so random heheh&lt;br /&gt;sighh itsv ver but i geuss like the mc said our spirit lives on&lt;br /&gt;and all these memories, i will keep them close to me too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can talk about another persons problem like i knew solutions to them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i cant seem to find a way to my own..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115190670674329137?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115190670674329137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115190670674329137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115190670674329137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115190670674329137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-everybody-hahah-so-many-so-many_02.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115190670430215691</id><published>2006-07-02T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:05:04.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everybody!&lt;br /&gt;hahah so many so many events happened this past few days&lt;br /&gt;funfair on the 1st july, nyco concert on 2nd july!&lt;br /&gt;hahah i shall start on them one by one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funfair was FUN FUN FUN&lt;br /&gt;hahaha the day before i rmb i couldn sleep cause i was so excited lah&lt;br /&gt;went around pasting stickers on pple&lt;br /&gt;then we were mending to stalls in spastic polka dot apron thingy&lt;br /&gt;then no one else wanted to wear it except my friend and i&lt;br /&gt;so mean lahh. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;no time to slack lahh, while everyone else had fun there playing games and eating&lt;br /&gt;we were all dying at the stall&lt;br /&gt;after that szuan and i went to walk around cos we were starting to feel abit giddy le&lt;br /&gt;feeb was sick , szuan stayed in the pub, hong was busy&lt;br /&gt;then no one wanted to play the haunted house with me&lt;br /&gt;rahh always like that ): so sad&lt;br /&gt;never mind i got a windmill for myself and szuan&lt;br /&gt;heh and kaiyi helped my play that golf thingy then she gave szuan and i the fishy we wanted (:&lt;br /&gt;i guess our sales was rahter good, but everyone was dead tired aft that&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay next up is nyco concert!&lt;br /&gt;reached sch at 8 to pract tanbo song&lt;br /&gt;(: we off the lights and prac so we cuold get into the yu mood.&lt;br /&gt;hahah it helped lah&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch and rushed off to SCH&lt;br /&gt;da zu is always full of nonsense&lt;br /&gt;my juniors are spastic!&lt;br /&gt;they crap SO much&lt;br /&gt;hahah esp kincheng&lt;br /&gt;have to keep reminding her shes still attached and not to forget she still has her dar hubert&lt;br /&gt;damn funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought cam but dint even have time and chance to take&lt;br /&gt;i was too flustered&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep on my ruan while i was backstage&lt;br /&gt;and my hands were cramping while playing tajike&lt;br /&gt;aft rehearsal i really thought tajike was so screwedd&lt;br /&gt;we were all so worried lah&lt;br /&gt;then while eating at the balcony&lt;br /&gt;hazel and i saw pple coming in alr&lt;br /&gt;then she was complainin why they wana come so early&lt;br /&gt;just make us frightened&lt;br /&gt;then she dint finish her food tooo&lt;br /&gt;hahah hazel is spastic too!&lt;br /&gt;my fellow score sharer&lt;br /&gt;shes keeps making me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backstage before we went up,&lt;br /&gt;we were doing mass breathing&lt;br /&gt;like to make ourselves less nervous&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think it was working!&lt;br /&gt;haha then it was time!&lt;br /&gt;the third bell rang&lt;br /&gt;rahhh! we came out&lt;br /&gt;then i kept feeling like laughing dont know why also&lt;br /&gt;hazel and i were talking and we said we hope not to see anyone we know in the first few rows&lt;br /&gt;sauy lah i turned my head and i saw smone spastic waving at me!&lt;br /&gt;hahah its our spastic sl xiquan! i was like shocked lah.&lt;br /&gt;saw a few other random pple also then dint dare look alr&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the da zu pieces were good i guess&lt;br /&gt;the feelingwas good at least thats what i felt! (:&lt;br /&gt;i was so glad my daruan dint screw can&lt;br /&gt;hahaha was sitting on the outside&lt;br /&gt;then got pple msg me aft that say i look small!&lt;br /&gt;rahhh fine lor.&lt;br /&gt;humph.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i was so worried i will drop my dauruan lah&lt;br /&gt;then kept worrying about tripping on my own skirt cos it always happens to me&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ruan pple kepty talking and laughing can&lt;br /&gt;i bet we were the noisiest on stage hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then soon it was interval&lt;br /&gt;it was jsut madness!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i had like five missed calls&lt;br /&gt;then pple just vooom in front of you and pass u things&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so overwhelming!&lt;br /&gt;but i have to give thanks to alot of pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who gave me flowers (:&lt;br /&gt;ali&lt;br /&gt;guoying&lt;br /&gt;brittany&lt;br /&gt;sijia&lt;br /&gt;haiying&lt;br /&gt;xuerong and huifen&lt;br /&gt;linghuan and beiyu&lt;br /&gt;kelly&lt;br /&gt;xiaoda&lt;br /&gt;koymin and dennis&lt;br /&gt;zhengyou&lt;br /&gt;henry&lt;br /&gt;ewe cow and jiebin&lt;br /&gt;justin&lt;br /&gt;hazel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to other pple! (:&lt;br /&gt;tianwei- smiley cookie&lt;br /&gt;justin- chocolates&lt;br /&gt;chenchi- letter&lt;br /&gt;huiyi- letter and packet of sweets&lt;br /&gt;kincheng- letter&lt;br /&gt;henry- eeyore&lt;br /&gt;hazel- the first trphy in my whole life, best friend trophy&lt;br /&gt;yuting- bunny dolly&lt;br /&gt;xiquan- pouch and a spastic big pin&lt;br /&gt;zhengyou- sunflower book&lt;br /&gt;sihui, chokwan- chocolates for whole section&lt;br /&gt;ewe, jiebin- letter&lt;br /&gt;joan- gummy worms&lt;br /&gt;little boy - card&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh thsnk for all the nice lil presents, they made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second half of the concert wasnt as nerve wrecking&lt;br /&gt;except for yu and tajike&lt;br /&gt;i was soo relived aft tajike lah!&lt;br /&gt;though it wasnt our best&lt;br /&gt;but we did well as a section!&lt;br /&gt;so no more tears cos we did our best! (:&lt;br /&gt;oh im so happy heh&lt;br /&gt;cos alot of pple said our tanbo is very strong (;&lt;br /&gt;yippee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last song was huanghe&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy but i knew it was gna be the end soon&lt;br /&gt;sighh when we went on stage i was just ready to enjoy every single moment of the stage&lt;br /&gt;everyone was playing and giving their best to their audiences&lt;br /&gt;(: was loving it lah&lt;br /&gt;then chenchi spoiled my mood hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;cos she started talking about hw&lt;br /&gt;then we were all like huh! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;its our last song and she had to remidn us about hw&lt;br /&gt;rahhh. but it was all fun and hard work together&lt;br /&gt;(: that monment on stage was what we were all working hard for for the past few months&lt;br /&gt;the tears , the worries, the frowns and wrinkles&lt;br /&gt;heh they all paid off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was telling smone i dint want the day to end&lt;br /&gt;bacuse the moment i wake up tmr&lt;br /&gt;everything will seem like it never happened&lt;br /&gt;it was all like a beautiful dream&lt;br /&gt;they joy and laughters we shared backstage&lt;br /&gt;they spastic times in m401 and jiucy lil gossips&lt;br /&gt;the horible lil squabbles and blahblahblah the list can go on&lt;br /&gt;heh we bobbed well on stage! cos everyone bounced&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. ok so random heheh&lt;br /&gt;sighh itsv ver but i geuss like the mc said our spirit lives on&lt;br /&gt;and all these memories, i will keep them close to me too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can talk about another persons problem like i knew solutions to them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i cant seem to find a way to my own..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115190670430215691?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115190670430215691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115190670430215691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115190670430215691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115190670430215691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-everybody-hahah-so-m_115190670430215691.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115142190897213843</id><published>2006-06-27T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T08:25:08.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>give a strange a smile today, it may be the only smile he recieves that day (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115142190897213843?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115142190897213843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115142190897213843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115142190897213843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115142190897213843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/06/give-strange-smile-today-it-may-be.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-115080640387765724</id><published>2006-06-20T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T05:26:43.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess ive always took things for granted&lt;br /&gt;today i met up with sijia cause she needed to pass me nats skirt and some scores&lt;br /&gt;she said i look damn dead, i guess i wasnt feeling in a good mood and im haveing ulcers so dont realy feel like talking, even smiling hurts now&lt;br /&gt;she passed me the stuff in a bag&lt;br /&gt;chatted awhile then she had to alight&lt;br /&gt;after i left the bus, i decided to check for the things in the bag&lt;br /&gt;and i realised she rmb the booklet, bought me meiji strawbeery chocs!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha she made me smile on the streets!&lt;br /&gt;lucky no one saw me smiling like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;thanks robot (: (: you brightened up my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many other thigns happened&lt;br /&gt;too much to say (:&lt;br /&gt;some ): some (:&lt;br /&gt;took time off to reflect&lt;br /&gt;sorted stuff out&lt;br /&gt;but im still findin my way&lt;br /&gt;so if i zone out in front of you&lt;br /&gt;im just thinkig of other stuff&lt;br /&gt;been very tired recently&lt;br /&gt;putting on that face when i know it just wasnt how i felt&lt;br /&gt;is it me or just them ?&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to know anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for complaining. RAH&lt;br /&gt;im an insensitve, uncaring, selffhish person&lt;br /&gt;not a worthy friend at all.&lt;br /&gt;smone told me its hard to find a friend that can walk with you forever&lt;br /&gt;if you do, then good for you&lt;br /&gt;i will just treasure whatver i have(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i realied i dont know you at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why nust things become like this :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dread things i used to love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-115080640387765724?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/115080640387765724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=115080640387765724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115080640387765724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/115080640387765724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-guess-ive-always-took-things-for.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-114960871475302277</id><published>2006-06-06T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T09:18:40.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah todays a MAD day!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah dont know why keep laughing during pract&lt;br /&gt;only told my juniors to bounce then they keep laughing!&lt;br /&gt;haha crazy lah, then cherie keep making ee oo ee oo noises&lt;br /&gt;hazel kept making me laugh for nothing lah&lt;br /&gt;kincheng said sth and we heard it as oliver hair&lt;br /&gt;and now hazel nat and me are crazy over our lin an phrase!&lt;br /&gt;competing who can go faster&lt;br /&gt;yay nat! i love my bo pian hehehe (:BLEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh my juniors made my day today!&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling quite down before that, but who cares when youve got happpy things to think about! haha&lt;br /&gt;hmm ok i owe nat and jul letter. oops hahaha jul dont lock me in the room again :S and my lover owes me a letter! humph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr have to wake up super early lah&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhreeeehhroooo!&lt;br /&gt;have to interview a peranakan guy! heh&lt;br /&gt;i hope hes a nice guy (:&lt;br /&gt;meeting cow at 8 tmr! ill be gonged again haha&lt;br /&gt;heh nvm lah, since marilyn not in sing, we do what we can first!&lt;br /&gt;ohhh juniors are having bsp camp now, haha good luck to them.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked to huifen today online&lt;br /&gt;talked about passion and what we wanted to be when we're older&lt;br /&gt;she wants to be an economist, and me, a pyschologist!&lt;br /&gt;my mama even went to find out about it for me&lt;br /&gt;im kinda sure i want that alr, can help all those lil kids&lt;br /&gt;so all those stressed depressed pple can look for me in the future!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah theres so many pro pple out there&lt;br /&gt;huifen says she thinks i will study chi music in uni in the future&lt;br /&gt;and come back as a musician&lt;br /&gt;hmm, thats what i hope, but its just a lil lil dream&lt;br /&gt;there are so many goood pple out there&lt;br /&gt;ill just be a tiny prawn in a huge ocean!&lt;br /&gt;yeah ill be happy being ordinary (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been seeing my pretty pink sky recently!&lt;br /&gt;it makes me happy the whole day&lt;br /&gt;lifes such a wonder! (:(:(:(:(:(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114960871475302277?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114960871475302277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114960871475302277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114960871475302277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114960871475302277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hahah-todays-mad-day-hahahah-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-114925953242646180</id><published>2006-06-02T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T07:45:32.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7098/234/1600/pict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7098/234/320/pict.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture says a thousand words, doesnt it? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my summary for term2!&lt;br /&gt;we had lots of joy, fun, not forgetting the tears shared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its okay, we will come thru it all together!&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate the support friends and family have given (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU and I LOVE YOU!and JIAYOU tanbo and all those who are muggin! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not another lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reallu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive had enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114925953242646180?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114925953242646180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114925953242646180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114925953242646180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114925953242646180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/06/picture-says-thousand-words-doesnt-it.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-114921310064896977</id><published>2006-06-01T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:51:40.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd//tests/fantasy/index.jsp?testname=fantasyogt&amp;resultid=A" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv//http://i.emode.com/tests/fantasy/images/castle_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test at Tickle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;          It looks like your romantic fantasy is the  Castle in the Sky&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;         &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd//tests/fantasy/index.jsp?testname=fantasyogt&amp;resultid=A" target="_blank"&gt;What's Your Romantic Fantasy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"&gt;Tickle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114921310064896977?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114921310064896977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114921310064896977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114921310064896977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114921310064896977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-looks-like-your-romantic-fantasy-is.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-114874347395895886</id><published>2006-05-27T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T08:24:33.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The story by Daniel Cheong age 13 goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biscuits. You do no need to imagine them because they are already on the kitchen table as you walk in. A dead hamster. You do not need to smell it because it is already beside the old rusted, metal dustbin, staring at you with its blank eyes as you hold your breathe in disgust. And buttons, or rather a button. You do not need to feel it because it sits on your white Goldlion shirt, itching you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be thinking why I am saying all these rubbish to you. But hey don’t you go to and fro from work and end up at the end of the day, staring blankly at these three items?&lt;br /&gt;The whole point is that you are blinded from the real meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biscuit was meant to feed you, the button to clothe you, and the hamster, to bring you joy. Now that the biscuit is shattered, the hamster dead, and the button broken, they have lost their purpose. But have you? Your purpose is to feed people, clothe people and bring them joy, just like the biscuit, hamster and the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biscuit, hamster and button have failed, but hopefully you will not. Providing, loving and bringing joy to others may bring more joy to you than you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this story! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114874347395895886?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114874347395895886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114874347395895886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114874347395895886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114874347395895886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/05/story-by-daniel-cheong-age-13-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-114813219817758677</id><published>2006-05-20T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T06:36:38.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;STRESS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna run away from things alr&lt;br /&gt;LETS FACE THE MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;yes music.&lt;br /&gt;today was a bad-hide-your-face day!&lt;br /&gt;only two ruans, szuan and me&lt;br /&gt;then moses conducted pract&lt;br /&gt;dont wana talk about it :S&lt;br /&gt;we just suck lah&lt;br /&gt;but its okay!&lt;br /&gt;im gonna make sure ill play every single note audibly and no more complains and laughter!&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU SZUAN JIAYOU MIC&lt;br /&gt;MIC YOU CAN DO IT (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i failed maths and history was practically on the verge of failing&lt;br /&gt;im on the brink of collapsing too&lt;br /&gt;HAHA to all that i said my last words to&lt;br /&gt;dont worry! i wont throw my life away like that!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going through so much&lt;br /&gt;esp this year, i guess ive seen enough and had enough&lt;br /&gt;like sharon said, smile even if theres then things to frown about and one to smile (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; im not stressed about my shit results&lt;br /&gt;but more of worried on what my next step should be&lt;br /&gt;but ive been too reliant on pple&lt;br /&gt;this time, im gonnna learn to do things by myself&lt;br /&gt;and i HAVE and MUST do well&lt;br /&gt;its the last lap alr&lt;br /&gt;PIAH all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to accomplish:&lt;br /&gt;(short term)&lt;br /&gt;1. pract all the songs&lt;br /&gt;2.call uncle simon&lt;br /&gt;3. call dental&lt;br /&gt;4. LA portfolio and essay&lt;br /&gt;5. history essay&lt;br /&gt;6. BIO task or SIA&lt;br /&gt;7. PIAH SIAS( WE ARE SO DEAD)&lt;br /&gt;8. visit the musuem and the oral history place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(long term)&lt;br /&gt;1. be able to play music&lt;br /&gt;2. improve my ruan&lt;br /&gt;3. get into HCJC&lt;br /&gt;4. PASS WITH FLYING COLOURS FOR MATHS&lt;br /&gt;5. do well for history!&lt;br /&gt;6. NYCO CONERT (:&lt;br /&gt;7. GE CONCERT (:&lt;br /&gt;8. to stay (: (: EACH DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres still some more but thats all i can think of&lt;br /&gt;my brain is not exactly active now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it was when i heard your name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i started thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;where'd you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you so ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114813219817758677?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114813219817758677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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woke up with the shock of my life&lt;br /&gt;because being such a failure as sl,&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to tell some of my juniors abt the cancelling of pract!&lt;br /&gt;and its not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only that, i left the house&lt;br /&gt;on my way to going tpy cc for ge practs&lt;br /&gt;i walked over to the bus stop sat down and sth told me i was on the wrong side&lt;br /&gt;so i called my mum, and confirmed i was on the wrong side.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to walk all the walk back to the opp bustop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally reached j8 to change bus, and i realised ez link no money&lt;br /&gt;so i went to top up my card&lt;br /&gt;insertedd the card and put in money&lt;br /&gt;then here comes the fun part&lt;br /&gt;the machine dint want to give me my card&lt;br /&gt;it read OUT OF SERVICE&lt;br /&gt;i was like congrats to me!&lt;br /&gt;then i called the guy t help me&lt;br /&gt;and the operator scolded me&lt;br /&gt;cause he said my card was spoilt&lt;br /&gt;a guy walked past me and asked if i was the one on 410,&lt;br /&gt;which was totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met andrea and szuan&lt;br /&gt;and we had lunch at long johns&lt;br /&gt;when we were about to leave,&lt;br /&gt;it started raining!&lt;br /&gt;had no choice but to flag a taxi&lt;br /&gt;umbrela was useless, cause we got very wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ge pract was madness as well&lt;br /&gt;i dont like qiu yun i totally smiled thru the whole song&lt;br /&gt;but the other songs are okay&lt;br /&gt;then the andy guy so mean!&lt;br /&gt;he was the one that said oh my god when he knew szuan and me were sec four&lt;br /&gt;bahhhhhh then today he was " you all p6 right" rahhh! meanie&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. but he does play the dizi well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn stressed lah, junyi said tanbo standard dropped&lt;br /&gt;duh! all the pro pple just left.&lt;br /&gt;all thats left are the young young kids&lt;br /&gt;nvm we can do it! heh. i will make sure i can play every song by next pract&lt;br /&gt;so theres GECO NYCO and STUDIES&lt;br /&gt;and pracs are on wed 7 -10 , thurs 3-6, fri 3-6 and 7-10 and sat 9-12 and 2- dont know wat time&lt;br /&gt;this is total mad ness!&lt;br /&gt;i hope ill survive!&lt;br /&gt;theres still tanbo songs and dazu songs and lesson songs and liuqin and ruan song&lt;br /&gt;BAH save me!&lt;br /&gt;to think i wanted to learn san xian ):&lt;br /&gt;i can barely pass my tests&lt;br /&gt;with all these, i really dont know how to cope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY FOR ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114752831361105241?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114752831361105241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;because of you&lt;br /&gt;i have this feeling&lt;br /&gt;because of you&lt;br /&gt;im falling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;iloveyou(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114641178934352004?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114641178934352004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114641178934352004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114641178934352004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114641178934352004'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-114569218046962635</id><published>2006-04-22T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T00:49:40.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;there lived a girl who loved climbing trees&lt;br /&gt;she climbed trees so often, it was part of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day she climbed a tree&lt;br /&gt;and a lil blue bird passed her by&lt;br /&gt;she was distracted by the melodious chirping&lt;br /&gt;and lost her footing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she fell from the tree&lt;br /&gt;and broke her leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the story doesnt end here&lt;br /&gt;she lives on,&lt;br /&gt;but with fear from falling again&lt;br /&gt;with fear of doing the very thing she once loved&lt;br /&gt;one wrong step was all it took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again,&lt;br /&gt;would she have been happier without climbing trees?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there (:&lt;br /&gt;it was those simple words that kept me going.&lt;br /&gt;the day may just be horrible and cruel,&lt;br /&gt;but i know youre always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may seem like a futile attempt but&lt;br /&gt;i hope this would never happen to a second person&lt;br /&gt;im so not in the mood for talking about what happened&lt;br /&gt;but i dont like crying in front of pple  ):&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i shocked those pple whom i was serving food to&lt;br /&gt;i was weak, and couldn keep it in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its another sad post&lt;br /&gt;i promise to blog about happy things next time round!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114569218046962635?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-114484591057094337</id><published>2006-04-12T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T05:45:10.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i officially have 6 ulcers!&lt;br /&gt;its fun being silent sometimes&lt;br /&gt;people dont expect so much of you&lt;br /&gt;i dont have to worry about how to reply sbody&lt;br /&gt;or be scared i would offend sbody with my words&lt;br /&gt;let me stay this way for just ahwile.&lt;br /&gt;but not too long before smone forgets my existence (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114484591057094337?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-114433408241536444</id><published>2006-04-06T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T07:34:42.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these few wweeks have been very very hectic but i guess im still surviving (:&lt;br /&gt;today was a happy day!&lt;br /&gt;went to run with phoebe and danhong after co pract felt so satisfied lah&lt;br /&gt;5 raounds the sch hahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;pract today was the best iveever had since we started&lt;br /&gt;dont know whther everyone felt that way but its what i thought it was&lt;br /&gt;everyone seemed for once to know what they were doing&lt;br /&gt;and every note that came out was with a meaning&lt;br /&gt;it may not sound that perfect yet but we can do  it im sure!&lt;br /&gt;ok damn tired cannot continue alr. just tblogging to make sure my blog stays alive ! haha&lt;div 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said whatever as whatapple&lt;br /&gt;szuan kept spitting saliva on me!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah i have very SPASTIC friends but they brighten up my day(:&lt;br /&gt;we laugh laugh laugh so loud&lt;br /&gt;i think the pple around us were damn iritated :P&lt;br /&gt;yay so excting im so excited. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;oops no link but ill explain why when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read my horoscope forgot when but it said something like changes in my life may not neccessarily be a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;i haev to learn to accept them as they come along and get on with life, i guess it applies, ill work hard to accept the changes.&lt;br /&gt;since i cant change things, ill play with whatever comes my way and make the best out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after leaving KAP, i took 157 to macritchie&lt;br /&gt;STUPID me went to take the wrong bus.&lt;br /&gt;i think i was too tired to have bothered thinking&lt;br /&gt;so i was on the bus, totally zoning out&lt;br /&gt;then i realised the roads dont seem at all familiar&lt;br /&gt;then i was like SHITSHITSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;SMSED MY SISTER&lt;br /&gt;but she dint know whether the bus was correct!&lt;br /&gt;so i got down beacuse my gut feeling told me so&lt;br /&gt;apparently i had to walk back THREE busstops&lt;br /&gt;like CONGRATS TO ME&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired i wished i could have flown back&lt;br /&gt;and there was thunder&lt;br /&gt;so scary and i had no idea how far i was from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a guy infront of me and it reminded me of the person i had shared an umbrella with me&lt;br /&gt;then i thought..&lt;br /&gt;what if it had rained?&lt;br /&gt;would there be a kind soul to offer me an umbrella&lt;br /&gt;would i run for shelter and wait for the rain to finish pouring&lt;br /&gt;after thinking , i decided not to depend on anyone else&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to walk faster to avoid being caught in the rain&lt;br /&gt;but so what is i was in the rain, so what if i managed to avoid getting wet and drenched in the rain, it made no difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to live life happy everyday&lt;br /&gt;its easier said than done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114355458747485390?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114355458747485390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114355458747485390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114355458747485390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114355458747485390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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unknown unto YOU&lt;br /&gt;by: ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i lay and put myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;i think of how you came&lt;br /&gt;and went and touched me&lt;br /&gt;like a whisper from the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my subconscious dreams&lt;br /&gt;i cry my tears dry&lt;br /&gt;though you'll never understand why&lt;br /&gt;hugging my pillow, you were there&lt;br /&gt;just you and me&lt;br /&gt;but i know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chorus:&lt;br /&gt;that was a lie i live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;since the day you walked away&lt;br /&gt;i see the smile in my face&lt;br /&gt;your happiness becomes my pain&lt;br /&gt;where were you when i needed you?&lt;br /&gt;i know, its gone and never will come back&lt;br /&gt;like a whisper from the wind*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grow and learn from experience&lt;br /&gt;helpless, but i put on a smile&lt;br /&gt;i want you to know i'll live life happy&lt;br /&gt;while you go on, as happy as a child&lt;br /&gt;now just you and her&lt;br /&gt;but i know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chorus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i appreciate the beauty of love&lt;br /&gt;reminiscence, sweet&lt;br /&gt;happiness, a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the last touch of the whisper from the wind&lt;br /&gt;i will, rest&lt;br /&gt;in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dated: the day you walked away(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114204418047647413?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114204418047647413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114204418047647413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114204418047647413'/><link rel='self' 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jack was trying to save her&lt;br /&gt;she had this really bad injury on her chest area, quite disgusting :S&lt;br /&gt;anyway she was saved by jack in the end&lt;br /&gt;then we were living their life happily&lt;br /&gt;i remember the last scene of them was they and their grp of kids going into the car, planning to go for an outing hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about this in my dream&lt;br /&gt;if jack hadn died in the movie, would their love be so everlasting and strong&lt;br /&gt;even if they lived, would they be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love isnt about being with the person you love&lt;br /&gt;but taking in comfort that no matter where the person you love may be,&lt;br /&gt;you wish he or she would be living life happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if the person giving him or her the joy wasnt you&lt;br /&gt;the knowledge that he or she is safe in someone else's hands comforts you&lt;br /&gt;and you are happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. that is what the dream taught me&lt;br /&gt;heh. anyway today i went szuans hse early in the morning to swim&lt;br /&gt;her bro and her are violent&lt;br /&gt;and her hse is scary her table almost murdered me&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at the pop up book and the table behind fell on me!&lt;br /&gt;bahhh pain hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to peggys nice condo to learn line dancing&lt;br /&gt;so far okay haha&lt;br /&gt;her condo is prettypretty pretty!&lt;br /&gt;we were saying we shld all go there to swim everyweek&lt;br /&gt;beehoon was ncie too&lt;br /&gt;discussed bout the parade during prom&lt;br /&gt;its going t be fun ! (:&lt;br /&gt;and we promised that we will all not sleep at night to talk!&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dance, szuan and me walked t bus stop oh ya, just now at the busstop when we came&lt;br /&gt;there was this insance les partners&lt;br /&gt;they were dancing tango in the middle of the road the cars were like all horning at them&lt;br /&gt;then after that they still went to hug the bulletin board&lt;br /&gt;madness&lt;br /&gt;ive been wondering why pple turn les, then i went on to think  about why gays become gays too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haahaha szuan and me went down to her pool side to study&lt;br /&gt;talked bout some stuff (:&lt;br /&gt;looked at the kids playing by the pool side reminded me of the past&lt;br /&gt;how cousins and friends used to play in the pool&lt;br /&gt;and jumped in the pool with ny uniform hiding in the jacuzzi corner of my pool hoping the guard wouldn see us heh.. playing ball next to the pool, doing crazy stuff i dont think id have a chance to do again.&lt;br /&gt;bahhh i wana go back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall put my nice composition of lyrics here if i have the time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read thru all my old letters from friends&lt;br /&gt;feels good looking back at teh happy and sad moments we all shared together&lt;br /&gt;brings back so much wonderful memories&lt;br /&gt;i wanna keep all this with me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114156558412665820?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114156558412665820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114156558412665820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-114125404298857877</id><published>2006-03-01T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:00:43.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>szuan1</title><content type='html'>i'm dying&lt;br /&gt;from practising the dance so much&lt;br /&gt;.....................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114125404298857877?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114125404298857877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114125404298857877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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mean to call&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't find it&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was weak and I couldnt even hide it&lt;br /&gt;and so i surrender just to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how many times I said i'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;live without you&lt;br /&gt;and maybe someone else is standing&lt;br /&gt;there beside you&lt;br /&gt;but there's something baby&lt;br /&gt;that you need to know&lt;br /&gt;that deep inside me I feel like&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;I have to see you&lt;br /&gt;It's all i'm asking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** chorus&lt;br /&gt;Vida, give me back my fantasies&lt;br /&gt;the courage that I need to live&lt;br /&gt;the air that i breathe&lt;br /&gt;carino mio, my world becomes so empty&lt;br /&gt;my days are so cold and lonely&lt;br /&gt;and each night I taste&lt;br /&gt;the purest of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could tell you&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling better everyday&lt;br /&gt;that it didn't hurt me&lt;br /&gt;when you walked away&lt;br /&gt;but to tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;i can't find my way&lt;br /&gt;and deep inside me I feel like&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying&lt;br /&gt;i have to see you its all that i'm asking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114043608387980741?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114043608387980741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114043608387980741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114043608387980741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114043608387980741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/02/szuan.html' title='szuan'/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-114019173905581721</id><published>2006-02-17T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T07:55:39.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to run away&lt;br /&gt;away to a place where no one would find me&lt;br /&gt;where happiness and good feelings are the only feelings we have&lt;br /&gt;where misery and sadness never exists&lt;br /&gt;where people behave like they are&lt;br /&gt;where deception never shows itself&lt;br /&gt;where everyone sees the beauty in another person&lt;br /&gt;where pure and simple love lives on&lt;br /&gt;where everything is like what we want&lt;br /&gt;where we have everything we love with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just being stupid&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt be feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;it was along just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive never felt like this before&lt;br /&gt;is this the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone please take me away&lt;br /&gt;i want to escape from all this nonsense&lt;br /&gt;from this horrible place where feelings get hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to the beach&lt;br /&gt;and scream from inside me&lt;br /&gt;i hope the waves at sea take me away&lt;br /&gt;to a place and never bring me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this place.&lt;br /&gt;im begging you to take me away&lt;br /&gt;please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to SCREAM!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114019173905581721?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/114019173905581721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=114019173905581721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114019173905581721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/114019173905581721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-want-to-run-away-away-to-place-where.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-114010709842115591</id><published>2006-02-16T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T08:24:58.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo my nose is BLOCKED!&lt;br /&gt;bahhh never mind im going t sleep soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was another normal day at school&lt;br /&gt;brought diary t copy lyrics&lt;br /&gt;was singing songs throughout whole lunch&lt;br /&gt;hahah it was very fun&lt;br /&gt;highlighting all the lines that we liked the most&lt;br /&gt;hahah spastic but fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was da zu today&lt;br /&gt;co was suprisingly quiet&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone keeps up the hard work like today!&lt;br /&gt;arrange ment of ruan is settled too, finally..&lt;br /&gt;lin laoshi didnt come today&lt;br /&gt;so maureen conducted (:&lt;br /&gt;her speech was good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert is nearing,&lt;br /&gt;that also means that seniors are about to leave&lt;br /&gt;listened to huanghe and sharon told us it was going t be our last song of the concert other than the encore.&lt;br /&gt;all e memories we had in nyco with prev batch of seniors and juniors ..&lt;br /&gt;i hope these never fade away&lt;br /&gt;as for our upcoming concert&lt;br /&gt;i hope we'll create beautiful memories which will last us a lifetime (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mylove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing you makes me scared.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldnt be feeling this way,&lt;br /&gt;but you make me afraid of you.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot hide from you,&lt;br /&gt;but i really wish never t see you again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-114010709842115591?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-113941023894442499</id><published>2006-02-08T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T06:50:38.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it hurts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-113941023894442499?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/113941023894442499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=113941023894442499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/113941023894442499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/113941023894442499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-113924026010638475</id><published>2006-02-06T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T07:37:40.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Goodbye To You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of all the things I've believed in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want to get it over withTears form behind my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I do not cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Counting the days that pass me by I've been searching deep down in my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It feels like I'm starting all over againThe last three years were just pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; [Chorus:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye to everything that I knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were the one I lovedThe one thing that I tried to hold on to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still get lost in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it seems that I can't live a day without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Closing my eyes and you chase my thoughts away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To a place where I am blinded by the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's not right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want what's yours and I want what's mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm not giving in this time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i meant it when i said i needed you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-113924026010638475?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/113924026010638475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=113924026010638475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/113924026010638475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/113924026010638475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/02/goodbye-to-you-of-all-things-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-113869639514978515</id><published>2006-01-31T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T00:33:15.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Don't you worry.Sometimes you've just got to let it ride.The world is changin' right before our eyes. Now I've found youthere're no more emptiness inside... if we're hungry, love will keep us alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all my friends who made my day (:&lt;br /&gt;you guys never fail to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if it was a little hello or hi&lt;br /&gt;it really brightens my day to see you all&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-113869639514978515?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/113869639514978515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=113869639514978515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/113869639514978515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/113869639514978515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/2006/01/dont-you-worry.html' title=''/><author><name>mic.</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-11551624.post-113820368715564845</id><published>2006-01-25T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T07:41:27.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling rather down now&lt;br /&gt;something happened, its my fault. sorry phoebe :(&lt;br /&gt;listening to modern dance's cd, making me feel even more depressed&lt;br /&gt;but we learnt that its really okay to cry if we need to&lt;br /&gt;its not good to hold the tears back.&lt;br /&gt;its okay to cry as long as we know it makes us stronger after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some stuff that made me unhappy today&lt;br /&gt;shan't elaborate what.&lt;br /&gt;but i get reminded of everything whenever i see her.&lt;br /&gt;dont like that happening but i cant help it&lt;br /&gt;arr why do i alwaysblog about sad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;was quite hurt too, but i think its just me being over senstive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres no point worrying if i know there wont be a solution&lt;br /&gt;so i will try to remain HAPPY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant seem to be able to move on&lt;br /&gt;because i always get caught in the past&lt;br /&gt;i need a push forward..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-113820368715564845?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11551624.post-113777354035452371</id><published>2006-01-20T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T08:12:20.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im dozing off at the computer so i decided to blog to wake myself up a lil.&lt;br /&gt;trying to piah my bio raft SIA essay, i hate it. i want my sleep&lt;br /&gt;there's so many other homework and theyre like due at a bad timing&lt;br /&gt;the history test is on MON, ive got a phobia of history alr&lt;br /&gt;i always fail my tests, seeing the paper is traumatising.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone has left&lt;br /&gt;im all ALONE online now&lt;br /&gt;okay im supposed to be concentrating on my compo&lt;br /&gt;but i have no inspiration and mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESS&lt;br /&gt;over cca and seeing ding&lt;br /&gt;over how lousy i play the ruan&lt;br /&gt;over piles of homework teachers throw at us indiscriminantly&lt;br /&gt;over stuff pple consider trivial but i consider major problems&lt;br /&gt;over people and what they do&lt;br /&gt;over what stupid mistakes i always make but never seem to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need to scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;RAHHHRAHRAHRAHRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;RRRRRRRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-113777354035452371?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/113777354035452371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=113777354035452371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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GIRL&lt;br /&gt;that waa BIG LIE&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so bored we're talking about SIA&lt;br /&gt;boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah that's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;buh bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-113747486050079461?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/113747486050079461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=113747486050079461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/113747486050079461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/113747486050079461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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impression on me :)&lt;br /&gt;ive changed my opinions about pple&lt;br /&gt;thought alot abt certain stuff&lt;br /&gt;like the fortune teller said some stuff cannot be forced&lt;br /&gt;so im going to concentrate on living life happy from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) heh i had a major makeover in china&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair and made new specs&lt;br /&gt;so many pple said i looked like han guo ren&lt;br /&gt;haha esp me and sandy&lt;br /&gt;wonder how im going for cca like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to miss the times i spent with my friends&lt;br /&gt;strangers when we first met, but now we talk about everything under the stars!&lt;br /&gt;heh the times when we braved the cold together&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the school field late at night , eating llollipops and talkin about our troubles&lt;br /&gt;watch the stars move by, screaming around like mad girls&lt;br /&gt;crapping around in the hostel&lt;br /&gt;singing in the bus&lt;br /&gt;blasting jay and jj's music( i can memorize the lyrics alr!)&lt;br /&gt;having silly fights with my friends&lt;br /&gt;scolding jul spastic, getting pissed at her sometimes&lt;br /&gt;shes bullies me all the time!&lt;br /&gt;spastic audrey calling me mimi&lt;br /&gt;jasmin suaning me&lt;br /&gt;jasMINE tokin abt lame stuff with me&lt;br /&gt;kelly, sharing vit c with me&lt;br /&gt;lynn, for being so caring,&lt;br /&gt;and other pple who really made this trip memorable.:)&lt;br /&gt;a big THANK YOU to all of you&lt;br /&gt;shanghai/ningbo 2005 rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if things are going to change in school&lt;br /&gt;but we're all back to reality&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the stress alr..&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks for a mths hw.&lt;br /&gt;ruan problems.. i still haven settled the prob&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. im always sweatin&lt;br /&gt;from -3 degrees to a sudden 27&lt;br /&gt;im going to take a long time to get used to the weather here&lt;br /&gt;and many other things&lt;br /&gt;china pple are nice :)&lt;br /&gt;im going to miss them lots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;willl cont blogging another day&lt;br /&gt;theres just too much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love ends, but memories live on..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-113388262822549079?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/113388262822549079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=113388262822549079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11551624/posts/default/113388262822549079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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be remembered&lt;br /&gt;my buddy feifei esp&lt;br /&gt;and the pple who left an deep impression on me :)&lt;br /&gt;ive changed my opinions about pple&lt;br /&gt;thought alot abt certain stuff&lt;br /&gt;like the fortune teller said some stuff cannot be forced&lt;br /&gt;so im going to concentrate on living life happy from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) heh i had a major makeover in china&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair and made new specs&lt;br /&gt;so many pple said i looked like han guo ren&lt;br /&gt;hahaha esp me and sandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to miss the times i spent with my friends&lt;br /&gt;strangers when we first met, but now we're&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-113388188929538092?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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bdae, im happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving for china on tues! excited yet dreadin to leave. i'll miss everything and everyone here. nvm i'll bring the black book so i can peep at the book and i wont feel that bad. :( i hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im freaked out by wad happened ytd. its not convenient to say it here. i shall not think bout what else had happened. id rather not know. its making me really confused.. i just bought a horoscope book. i told myself not to believe in such stuff, but its too true. or its probably just the insecurity i have in me.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;should i just let you go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-112998531303042354?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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days!&lt;br /&gt;haha i know i can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i copy the lyrics here!&lt;br /&gt;arr i give up.&lt;br /&gt;heard that song again&lt;br /&gt;it made me cry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;cos it reminded me of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11551624-112875499304362664?l=greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenmudbrowngrass-.blogspot.com/feeds/112875499304362664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11551624&amp;postID=112875499304362664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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