<?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-8572598</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:38:42.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>princess.moment</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>stars-at-night</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>303</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115934976464373210</id><published>2006-09-27T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T08:38:13.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will this be the last??</title><content type='html'>about one month have passed.&lt;br /&gt;alot of things have just come to me. but let me just type that one single day, 14th september 2006. i couldnt believe that i pulled myself together to bake that last tray of cookies and a drink before work.=X&lt;br /&gt;well, that day, all in all i could only say it wasnt me that was scary cause i just did what the other's actions were. although i could tell with one look at that time but now? no more.&lt;br /&gt;everyday, i keep fearing that the last promise will be said now or later thru any means. maybe cause you always do things when i least expected it just like this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to wake up one morning, thinking i cant remember a thing because this has too many memories,published or not. this blog? just maybe one day i'll be back maybe some day. some time or maybe never will. no one knows, no one will tell. let time decide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...sentimental value&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;memories of past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;events flash by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love gained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friends drifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;acquaintances aplenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;parties galore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fashion parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shopping paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;drowned in champagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;soaked in rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;merely keepsakes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only the person with a heart will be able to find me.&lt;br /&gt;/the person who cares and make me to smile even when i'm tired./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KpWYEgOvPtc&amp;amp;search=Goong%20Princess%20hours%20joo%20jihoon%20Yoon%20EunHye%20Kim%20Junghoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115934976464373210?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115934976464373210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115934976464373210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/09/will-this-be-last.html' title='will this be the last??'/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115685376731440407</id><published>2006-08-29T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:16:07.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this phase of my life has ended. the next phase would start when... (actually i myself dont know when it will be) so for the mean time this blog is to be stale. not to be reopened until the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;030606 tell me, why did things turn like this always?? i did my best. really did. i dun want to assume any more. since promises are bullshit. since u calmly sat there. totally disapointed but i told myself, be strong since its the 2nd time already. how strong will i be? it depends on the next few days or weeks or again months.we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;i really wish to say more but i better not. i wont turn away and run like i used to. well i believe this is kinda like a "trend" now. =X 456838 till this end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry everyone and thank everyone for their care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;How to Make a Woman Happy It's not difficult to make a woman happy. A man only needs to be:&lt;br /&gt;1. a friend&lt;br /&gt;2. a companion&lt;br /&gt;3. a lover&lt;br /&gt;4. a brother&lt;br /&gt;5. a father&lt;br /&gt;6. a master&lt;br /&gt;7. a chef&lt;br /&gt;8. an electrician&lt;br /&gt;9. a carpenter&lt;br /&gt;10. a plumber&lt;br /&gt;11. a mechanic&lt;br /&gt;12. a decorator&lt;br /&gt;13. a stylist&lt;br /&gt;14. a sexologist&lt;br /&gt;15. a gynecologist&lt;br /&gt;16. a psychologist&lt;br /&gt;17. a pest exterminator&lt;br /&gt;18. a psychiatrist&lt;br /&gt;19. a healer&lt;br /&gt;20. a good listener&lt;br /&gt;21. an organizer&lt;br /&gt;22. a good father&lt;br /&gt;23. very clean&lt;br /&gt;24. sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;25. athletic&lt;br /&gt;26. warm&lt;br /&gt;27. attentive&lt;br /&gt;28. gallant&lt;br /&gt;29. intelligent&lt;br /&gt;30. funny&lt;br /&gt;31. creative&lt;br /&gt;32. tender&lt;br /&gt;33. strong&lt;br /&gt;34. understanding&lt;br /&gt;35. tolerant&lt;br /&gt;36. prudent&lt;br /&gt;37. ambitious&lt;br /&gt;38. capable&lt;br /&gt;39. courageous&lt;br /&gt;40. determined&lt;br /&gt;41. true&lt;br /&gt;42. dependable&lt;br /&gt;43. passionate&lt;br /&gt;44. compassionate&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:&lt;br /&gt;45. give her compliments regularly&lt;br /&gt;46. love shopping&lt;br /&gt;47. be honest&lt;br /&gt;48. be very rich&lt;br /&gt;49. not stress her out&lt;br /&gt;50. not look at other girls&lt;br /&gt;AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO:&lt;br /&gt;51. give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself&lt;br /&gt;52. give her lots of time, especially time for herself&lt;br /&gt;53. give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes&lt;br /&gt;IT IS VERY IMPORTANT:&lt;br /&gt;54. Never to forget:&lt;br /&gt;* birthdays * anniversaries * arrangements she makes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, no one is this perfect. she accepts but he insists she didnt. pouring in here is no use. let it be, let it be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;1. Show up naked&lt;br /&gt;2. Bring beer &amp; food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raed: i wish u were here! i wished everything was back just 5:30am today. was happy being fetched and accompanied and doted on. very happy but happiness are always so short. i didnt treasure again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115685376731440407?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115685376731440407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115685376731440407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-phase-of-my-life-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115677222720913586</id><published>2006-08-28T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:37:07.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of attachment today.  it started off quite sad cause someone overslept. =(&lt;br /&gt; well, the ward i've been posted to?? i hope i get to learn new things =) it's going to be a busy week. too many things scheduled. after that, i'll be all alone with no one to fetch me or bring me to work. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, Happy birthday Deyna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[a husband that gives his wife a present-mp3. the song placed inside was "everything i do, i do it for you"]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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the paper was the most difficult of them all! haiz...&lt;br /&gt;no confident at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things have happened. phsically and mentally drained. i need sleep now but most of all the care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read a story and i hope you're feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;to me, the story has some how an impact of myself. it brought me to the state i was in not too long ago. i understand and can feel the feeling shes going through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+at times, even now i would wonder am i the last to know??+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115634117429247469?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115634117429247469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115634117429247469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-today-is-day-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115526043751389234</id><published>2006-08-11T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T09:40:37.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i was knocked out yesterday eversince i laid in bed at 630pm. zZZZzzzZZZZzzzZZZzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how i shld say it. but i feel that its really unfair. haiz. i used to think life was fair cause if u did sth wrong u would pay it back in other way which caused u to hurt. but not any more. although i feel pple shld be given a second chance if they "wake up" before it. but i guess some pple wont. or is that the sickness melody once said..=XxX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally dun want to be bothered by it any more. cause i feel that all the effort i put in has gone down the drain. if u didnt want to say it den tell me earlier, i would have put it in the slide. haiz. i wouldnt have spent my nights doing and writing. i wouldnt have cared. i could have slept at 1030pm every night. not thinking not bothering not stressing. and just do my part and push everything away. i give up. i'll just relax the next time there is an thing like that.  i'm so sad and disappointed in 968. but what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to do my own things. not thinking or wondering abt anymore things.&lt;br /&gt;this semester's ICA has finished. and i'm so glad. thanks to weilin for always staying up with me and helping me with the scripts. as well as shimin. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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longer..&lt;br /&gt;i really feel that you're just making use of me. i may be nice but it doesnt mean u make use of me. cant u just help alittle. i feel i'm avoiding u more and more. i really cant help it. maybe its my personality that needs to change. please help me and tell me. u can forever be like this but if i cant take it i may just do sth bad. i'm sorry but i'm bursting. everything has been changing since the last few weeks. =( haiz. someone please talk some sense into me!!!!!!!!!!!!!//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. to focus on my ica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115513089495209066?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115513089495209066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115513089495209066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-cant-take-it-much-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115513044692242444</id><published>2006-08-09T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T21:34:06.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so happy. today is the best day since a long time. =) i'm so glad i spent it with you. suddenly i feel like i'm so easily pleased. after what happened yesterday, i'm so glad today was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;100% in 5683 //030606//today is the best day. i love it,enjoyed it and had so much fun. =) thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115513044692242444?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115513044692242444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115513044692242444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115493469518865210</id><published>2006-08-07T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T15:11:35.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it a very boring monday.. after lunch and after psychology ICA.&lt;br /&gt;came quite early to school today, 9:30am. couldnt stand the idea of rushing to lecture hall. came to school and studied by myself. but i wasnt sure if what i was studying was really true interpretation so waited for my personal tutor to come to school. she taught me for an hour and revise with me the 2 books. thanks siyan! felt so much btr.&lt;br /&gt;well, we were waiting outside the lect hall.. we saw wee ting they all there thinking they went into ltj2 so we followed but who knows we went into the wrong lecture hall den went to ltj1. came in and everyone stared at us! we were totally late. everyone had at least started the first 10 questions. quickly found our space and sat down. the questions were rather tricky. and we already late.. geee....... but i manage to check through although it made me more confused with the answers. haiz... looks like i have to treat someone to a jap meal soon... =( i dun think i'll make it.&lt;br /&gt;........ now i'm bored and at com lab. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115493469518865210?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115493469518865210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115493469518865210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-very-boring-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115470256403814486</id><published>2006-08-04T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:44:48.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets start with this monday, it started out quite okie. just alittle more preparation due to ICAs. tuesday was BCLS theory. eh.. was so afraid i'll fail. went home and did my elective project till late at night. &lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, BCLS practical.. they were so nice. =) but most of all i did put in effort. =XxX and its outcome was a pass! its quite satisfying, i must say. and theory test was out which i pass too! =D stayed up till 230am to do most of the elective ICA again. &lt;br /&gt;thursday, lesson started early and ended earlier too. but still i was rushing the last few bits and had to use dear's com to burn it into a cd.  den had to do the printing.&lt;br /&gt;finally, its today.. i finished the project and handed it in. quite happy with the work. thanks to all those in the group. =) although quite sadly, it was only me n shimin that handed it in. =(  had to rush to buy lunch for dear who is in school since i promised. but the fried rice shop not open. =( so bought noodles.  walked to his school and had lunch with him. den he had to do his work while i'm in the library reading.. staring.. listening to music.. playing games on the phone but connection is low for calling people. =XxX  345pm, i went back outside his class to wait. told him in the msg le but he ended lesson he went straight to the library haiz..... a little heated already so as i pushed and walked out of the school door and thinking he was behind me i purposely close the door back hard. but who knows it was a girl behind me. and all he did was laugh at my action and my stupidness. secondly, i think it was due to either my shoes or  my finger that i made a fool out of myself again. lastly, on the way home. a packed bus we boarded. nearing my stop, as i had my hand placed at the bars. but this girl keep moving near my hand and her hair kept making my hand that i let go and the bus was moving like super fast to a "sudden" brake that i lost balance tried holding on to him but he kinda lost balance too as he claimed " i didnt hold on right" and so a few other people was pushed alittle. that was like so embarrassing. =XXxX plus now i know why i hate to catch buses that are packed and i nv get to sit. i always wait for the empty with lots of seats for me to choose. =)  i met michelle lai and her bf  downstairs my blk with their new dog.&lt;br /&gt;and the zen had some problem this morning. thats all for tonight. kinda ma lu the whole of today. so night to everyone and stop laughing la dear...  =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115470256403814486?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115470256403814486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115470256403814486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/08/lets-start-with-this-monday-it-started.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115415041310762633</id><published>2006-07-29T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T13:20:13.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ryan:&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;That I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together: &lt;br /&gt;You were always there beside me&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was alone&lt;br /&gt;With no one to hold&lt;br /&gt;But you were always right beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharpay:&lt;br /&gt;This feelings like no other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together:&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had someone that knows me like you do &lt;br /&gt;the way you do &lt;br /&gt;I've never had somone as good for me as you &lt;br /&gt;no one like you so lonely before i finally found &lt;br /&gt;what i've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharpay:&lt;br /&gt;So good to be seen&lt;br /&gt;So good to be heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together:&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to say a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan:&lt;br /&gt;For so long I was lost&lt;br /&gt;So good to be found &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together:&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving having you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan:&lt;br /&gt;This feeling's like no other &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together:&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had someone that knows me like you do &lt;br /&gt;The way you do&lt;br /&gt;I've never had someone as good for me as you&lt;br /&gt;No one like you&lt;br /&gt;So lonely before, I finally found &lt;br /&gt;what I've ben looking for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115415041310762633?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115415041310762633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115415041310762633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/07/ryan-its-hard-to-believe-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115409273004076991</id><published>2006-07-28T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T21:22:48.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, let me start with this week...&lt;br /&gt;its been BCLS the whole week. improved slightly. hopefully that day i'll be alright. =D&lt;br /&gt;i did abit of gossips which i know is bad of me. i'm sorry. but i was thinking all the "WHAT IFs" in my head. i cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;went to dear's sch and it had a huge impact and change in my attitude from that moment. i'm sorry but i cant help it. totally cant. went again, but i'm so tired just so tired and well even if my mind had wondered off, i've decide to be happy and be constantly prepared.&lt;br /&gt;oh.. lastly we &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(me,weilin &amp;amp; shimin)&lt;/span&gt; kinda did sth bad which after i did it i felt bad but i can say i really didnt want to sit there and i just followed my mind and heart to sit away. =X&lt;br /&gt;now, i've to do iCA so much more.... what will be installed ?? something really nice and interesting in the 10 minutes &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i hope)&lt;/span&gt; so be entertained!! =D&lt;br /&gt;what to get for chermaine this year?? hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115409273004076991?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115409273004076991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115409273004076991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-now-now-let-me-start.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115391922572353403</id><published>2006-07-26T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:07:05.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess my instincts are quiet clear to me. i still feel the sense of a lightbulb. although it started out not related to it, it soon becomes something i feel. well, i'm kinda prepared some how. i dunno why. maybe is fear again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rolling down are tears not seen. are feelings not said. i dunno why. dunno how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115391922572353403?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115391922572353403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115391922572353403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-guess-my-instincts-are-quiet-clear.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115339364401071649</id><published>2006-07-20T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T19:07:24.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today have been busy at the ward.&lt;br /&gt;some things have changed my perspective. mtpt is one of them. it takes lots of courage to agree. seeing it formed, trying to struggle is tough. though seeing it the first time i must say alot of things have gone thru my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;=she didnt mean to give you up. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115339364401071649?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115339364401071649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115339364401071649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-have-been-busy-at-ward.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115297635986405340</id><published>2006-07-15T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T23:15:53.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."  ---Jack Handey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115297635986405340?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115297635986405340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115297635986405340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-kid-asks-where-rain-comes-from-i.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115267223412523523</id><published>2006-07-12T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T10:43:54.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a change in lecturer for my attchment. now rushing to get my case study done. =X well, i'm kinda still sleepy. but nvm, the week is ending.  =) i'm kinda happy working in this ward. i dunno why. i shall not let unhappy stuff stay just be more careful i guess. dont cut ur pathway, and u shldnt be creating any thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have some iCa(s) not done. have to quickly do. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off. tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+when its finalized, i'll share the news with you dear+&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115267223412523523?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115267223412523523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115267223412523523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/07/change-in-lecturer-for-my-attchment.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115238202741963813</id><published>2006-07-09T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:07:07.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attachment have been fun the first week except for sth that made me pissed off totally.&lt;br /&gt;but well, i didnt do it so i wont bother. i wont. afterall, God knows the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i wont be able to read other blogs the next 2 months so sorry but i'll update myself asap. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u all soon. and good luck. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115238202741963813?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115238202741963813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115238202741963813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/07/attachment-have-been-fun-first-week.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115167976185845497</id><published>2006-06-30T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T23:02:41.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>during the holidays, i have been quiet blur about the dates.. sorry if i forgot to wish u happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... here it is: Happy belated birthday. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, first week just past. just finished my elective ica and i cant wait for attachment. =X although i may not be too good in it. i still cant wait for attachment. =D i believe everyone will enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left with 2 more ica(s) and BCLS.. yup.. den its exam. and more attachment. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+praying and hoping everything will be fine+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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one project except the eleboration part. but thanks to dear who came and help me with the re-arrangment. cause i roughly know what i have in mind but dunno how to really do. anyway, who ask him to be btr in IT stuff. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm stuck with my other project. i cant do it. totally paused at it. dun even know if i'll do well.=(&lt;br /&gt;this holiday hasnt been much of a holiday due to all the assignments and .... nvm, i'll try to enjoy whats left of it. -smiles-&lt;br /&gt;to my group of friends who had to hear me raise my voice the 2 days, i'm sorry. forgive me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia you to all still rushing slides and scripts with me! call me if u need help, do my best to help.&lt;br /&gt;nights. thanks Siyan for ur chocolates.. very nice. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115080968030243154?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115080968030243154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115080968030243154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-glad-today-i-manage-to-end-one.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115056481228120185</id><published>2006-06-18T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T22:40:38.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish for happier times. =D&lt;br /&gt;i wish wishes do come true.&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything i've done is worth the reason that it was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cher, thank you for talking to me always. u just make sense whenever i'm in such state.he shld treat you to more fries to thank you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherie: happy birthday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+every thing counts and we learn from mistakes+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115056481228120185?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115056481228120185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115056481228120185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-wish-for-happier-times.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115047815131081558</id><published>2006-06-17T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T01:15:51.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why must i be always compared to..... and everything seems to be of more weight and power than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do i stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+merely a msg worth.+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115047815131081558?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115047815131081558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115047815131081558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-must-i-be-always-compared-to.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-115021017508687935</id><published>2006-06-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:49:35.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"the number you've called is currently unavailable...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my words can be quiet harsh. i'm sorry. but somehow, when i'm finding that listening ear, its off playing games,busy.................. and when i do find i'm totally exhausted from all the trying to reach that connection.&lt;br /&gt;looks like its my fault, and maybe it is my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to do is shop. will anyone me free to go out shopping with me?? -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;or maybe rotting at home is quite a nice idea dont u think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-115021017508687935?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115021017508687935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/115021017508687935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/number-youve-called-is-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114986810643466210</id><published>2006-06-09T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:49:36.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing out new computer. haha but had lots of problem and i havent installed microsoft office. haiz. so much trouble. kinda ma fan. =XxX me feeling bored!!!&lt;br /&gt;no one talking to me when i'm msn. =(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its school holiday -finally!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;shopping:shoes, bags,clothes and spent time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 mins to world cup. hehe enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+how u act reflects on the other person.+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114986810643466210?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114986810643466210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114986810643466210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/testing-out-new-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114929880519071298</id><published>2006-06-03T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T09:40:05.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh... my handphone is kinda not working. and so is my notebook but i've got that replaced fast due to the PC show.. hehe. thanks! but now,i'm left with my phone. haiz...&lt;br /&gt; i've cleared 2 presentations and HS2043. yeah! left with bio b4 term break starts. i'll start my studying by today!! i need to. =X everyone jia you! =D&lt;br /&gt;to a friend: if u're really uncomfortable with them, say it and dun run away.i'm a phone call away. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+today is the day everything will change with one question.+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114929880519071298?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114929880519071298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114929880519071298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/ahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114848334827615835</id><published>2006-05-24T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:09:08.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FEMALE POEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I want a man who's handsome, smart and strong&lt;br /&gt;One who loves to listen all day long,&lt;br /&gt;One who thinks before he speaks,&lt;br /&gt;One who'll call, not wait for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I want him to be gainfully employed,&lt;br /&gt;And when I spend his cash, not be annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Pulls out my chair and opens my door,&lt;br /&gt;Massages my back and begs to do more.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! For a man who makes love to my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And knows what to answer to"how big is my behind?"&lt;br /&gt;I want this man to love me with no end,&lt;br /&gt;And forever be my very best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;MALE POEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs,&lt;br /&gt;Who owns a liquor store and a fishing boat.&lt;br /&gt;I know this doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114848334827615835?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114848334827615835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114848334827615835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/female-poem-i-want-man-whos-handsome.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114837013040541735</id><published>2006-05-23T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T15:42:10.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now, i'm currently in the school lab again!&lt;br /&gt;everyone has more or less left as they're skipping lect. so i'm pretty bored! well, manage to get a dress. lOLS. *nod nod* now i need a pair of shoes and accessories to go with it. =P i need more beauty sleep too. but there are too many tests and ICA(s) in the next 2-3 weeks. stress=pimples. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reliase that with different groups of friends they know my likings differently. Like those in school thinks i dont do sports at all. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss shopping. i really do. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114837013040541735?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114837013040541735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114837013040541735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/now-im-currently-in-school-lab-again.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114794070154282353</id><published>2006-05-18T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T16:25:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>official 18!! =P ask me out for clubbing... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;had a wonderful bday except for the last present that was given. and its been causing lots of trouble. as for yesterday, had lunch with my nyp friends and dinner with cherie and michelle. lOLs. i ate alot. i dunno why.... i'm beginning to grow fat again. =( but thanks to everyone that celebrated with me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's my present?? haha jkjk&lt;br /&gt;lalalala..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114794070154282353?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114794070154282353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114794070154282353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/official-18-p-ask-me-out-for-clubbing.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114770701090058874</id><published>2006-05-15T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:30:11.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.. just finished with the little surprise with seow hui,meiqiang,dorine,chermaine and zhixing and dom. what a way to trick the little me. and have the candles with flames hard to put out!! =X haha. anyway, enjoyed it alot. they finally get to go to my place hAha. fascinated with my fridge. lOls. but well, enjoyed it alot. and all the presents. but we forgot abt the photos. =X&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all. and good night. *Muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raed: i wonder why? thanks for ur pm. haha. take care n see you real soon i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114770701090058874?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114770701090058874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114770701090058874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/haha_15.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114761904936949468</id><published>2006-05-14T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:06:27.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.. its been a week.&lt;br /&gt;what am i to type?? i feel i've said everything i wanted already. =P&lt;br /&gt;except that i need to buck up with my studies. been slacking too badly unlike the others studying so consistently eg siyan. hehe&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm off to sleep. nighty.&lt;br /&gt;marilyn needs to improve on her overall results and behaviour. =) but hopefully wishes do come true. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114761904936949468?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114761904936949468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114761904936949468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114705215404298620</id><published>2006-05-08T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T09:35:54.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mummy's bday was yesterday! yippee.. lols. plus my sis treat since its first pay. hahaha. so cool. =) and i just know the place where my sis's bf play soccer. kinda isolated area. HAHA. i used to think it was some place really great. =XxX&lt;br /&gt;some times, he just love to make me pissed off. isnt he a sadist?? its like testing my nerves. maybe one day just one day when my patience has worn off i'll just be heartless. trust me. every day, i just feel like its goner be a better start but some how, its worst den i expected. is it my fault to believe your words of joke and den dun bother abt what you really seriously said? i sometimes just dun know which to believe. when i believe ur jokes, is it  because i'm too uptight?? haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114705215404298620?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114705215404298620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114705215404298620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/mummys-bday-was-yesterday-yippee.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114693419063083670</id><published>2006-05-07T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T00:49:50.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she's feeling sad today.. or maybe right now. she has no mood to really talk to her friends. she has alot of things to say but she cant. every call to him is unimportant anyway.&lt;br /&gt;the first she could try to understand and calm herself down but the second, she cant. she wont. why shld she tolerant?? and understand every action? why does the sweetness of others come b4 her eyes but nv happen to herself. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i just feel he's too sweet. =XxX he could just see her after work for dinner and later go back home while she's with her family without complaining. its just too sweet. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's off to slp maybe soon. good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114693419063083670?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114693419063083670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114693419063083670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/shes-feeling-sad-today.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114657970057066392</id><published>2006-05-02T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:21:40.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>previously, it was all a misunderstanding. haha. if you believe that. =P&lt;br /&gt;anyway, weeks are quickly passing by without much effort being placed. can i have a study group pleaseeee.... i some how know i need my friends to push me to study. please tell me not to day dream so much, eat so much and most of all slp so much. hehe&lt;br /&gt;i've to say this: he's tall, tan, speaks perfectly and swims!!! i cant believe i get to meet someone like that. lOls. my lucky day. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;been sick the whole of monday thou, slept the whole day. haha and was almost late for lab lesson today. =XxX &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my friend: dun be down. just smile. hopefully chocolates would do the trick. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114657970057066392?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114657970057066392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114657970057066392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/previously-it-was-all-misunderstanding.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114615252594675751</id><published>2006-04-27T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:42:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she wanted to have a happy talk, she wanted to get to know his day but all she really got and recieve was this person's and that person's... she wanted to really say what she did all the time but the only way he knew was actually coming here and thinking he knows it all. he treats her like a fool. he doesnt really know it but deep inside he's actually quite away. she tried to think its her own imagination but day by day she notices. it feels like the days b4 they broke up. she doesnt understand why the timing must be the same when he complains of headache and starts school earlier? is he the only one with projects while she doesnt? if possible, she wouldnt mind but he's kicking a big deal out of everything.she comes online cause she thought she could have some fun chatting and researching, thinking also that if there's work she could help, she'll help but now it seems he think she's online just to flirt and is having fun thus always coming online. if that's the case, she wont be online. she'll not be!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;does he even care?? the small cut may seem nth but it really tells her alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;is she always irritated? she always is. =(  is she sorry? she is. but at times he nv really lets her complete her words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;// i hate my world tonight.// &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114615252594675751?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114615252594675751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114615252594675751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/she-wanted-to-have-happy-talk-she.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114612701495031353</id><published>2006-04-27T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T16:36:55.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boring day.. i've been having too many long breaks that i'm extremely mad now!!!! 2 went shopping, 3 of them are sitting around me playing computer games =.="" and my dear weilin is sick!! are you alright??? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been sitting in this com lab almost all my breaks studying and hopefully some thing goes in to my head. and freezing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+she feels weird this semester in class. she doesnt know why. sth is just so weird. is it her thinking or is it true?? she doesnt know if that extra pair of eyes will be of help or would be it just another obstruction. would it be like whats happening to her friends? she cant explain. she hopes to smile once again w/o much to think abt. =] she was reading a letter and her heart sank. did she do her best to help? is she really the description mentioned? she hopes to see it herself some day..+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//it may not be easy but i'll hang in there. the first few months are always sweet, the next are what truely counts and only time will tell once again//&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114612701495031353?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114612701495031353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114612701495031353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114606210595175351</id><published>2006-04-26T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:35:06.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly, today is a sad day due to its rain and i had to walk in it. =XxX plus, my nose is still running and i'm having this itchy throat. =(  cut my self today yet someone didnt notice. =.= lols. but all in all it was a happy day. (:  i have a smaller mp3 =P haha but ipod mini is da best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i hope Christine is alright. anything can call me or msg me too.. love ya.&lt;br /&gt;hope whats bothering jeremy will be over too. smile. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care my friends. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114606210595175351?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114606210595175351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114606210595175351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/firstly-today-is-sad-day-due-to-its.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114596672643143250</id><published>2006-04-25T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T20:05:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been studying today with weilin at the com lab. hehe.. going thru all most of the CBT. arent i guai?? haha. i'm going to study soon. i must focus and not get too carried away again. i feel so much better after using my time wisely and the feeling is so good!! plus time really passes quickly when you're spending it properly. hope everyone is having fun too. =)&lt;br /&gt;why am i crapping?? haha. i'm just too bored.lOLS. good night to all. *muacks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114596672643143250?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114596672643143250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114596672643143250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-been-studying-today-with-weilin-at.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114577872941135163</id><published>2006-04-23T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T23:13:03.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>take the lead is not bad! =)&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm glad that i'm all started and ready for the semester although, i'm slacking and getting alittle hot-tempered at times. i guess i must change. =XxX&lt;br /&gt;met mizu the other day, hope she's much btr.&lt;br /&gt;and my dear cherie, hope ur fever have subsided. =)&lt;br /&gt;gee, i felt really weird somehow. i dunno how to say. but i feel weird. =XxX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*muacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114577872941135163?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114577872941135163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114577872941135163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/take-lead-is-not-bad-well-im-glad-that.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114554775779511150</id><published>2006-04-20T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T23:42:37.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate it when someone lies in my face especially when i find out the truth and see no reason for its dismisal. gee.. after all we're fated to be friends, at least that was what i thought. how can you do it?? we needed that book but u didnt say to us. i dislike you.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been great other than that incident. although ICA(s) have increased as the week goes by but well, its not like d's situation -everyday! haha. so i'm still quite lucky. hehe been quite lazy the last few days after always taking my cold med. wanted to study but i just couldnt. i shall, i must, on that day. =)&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Cher. =D&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss Shimin in our ica group.=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+only time will show and prove+ mumm =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114554775779511150?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114554775779511150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114554775779511150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-hate-it-when-someone-lies-in-my-face.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114523564659246773</id><published>2006-04-17T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T09:17:01.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to school. yeah! =D&lt;br /&gt;thurs: was suppose to pack my rm but i went out to watch 8 below. so happen to call. =)&lt;br /&gt;fri:mQ's bbq chalet. thanks girl. best wishes this yr (:&lt;br /&gt;sat: big slack at home. haha&lt;br /&gt;sun:chc performance. thanks cherie n michelle for a wonderful time. sorry didnt spend much time with u all. =XxX ICE AGE 2. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it wrong or is it right?!? shld i be feeling at ease when i'm back?? sometimes i'm just scared sometimes i just feel like giving it another try. i find it weird, when one comes,its not just one but soon a few others come. aiyo. how do you tell the rest?? &lt;br /&gt;shld i put back that trust????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to sch soon. all the best and have a great fun in school everyone! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;esp baby. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114523564659246773?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114523564659246773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114523564659246773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114490114889590096</id><published>2006-04-13T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T12:05:48.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh.. i'm so bad at this. i need Cherie's help. =X&lt;br /&gt;calling for cherie....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114490114889590096?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114490114889590096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114490114889590096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114481581240283378</id><published>2006-04-12T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T12:23:32.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its suddenly raining in her world again :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she cant stop those tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she wish she was there to fulfill her promise as she made when was sent to a new sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she read that line again n again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the devil stole her sunlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114481581240283378?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114481581240283378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114481581240283378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-suddenly-raining-in-her-world.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114464173213548546</id><published>2006-04-10T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T12:21:40.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now.. lets smile cause i'm back on my holiday. =D&lt;br /&gt;abt the pictures i'm still linking them in. it shld be up by thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything has been rather smooth for the last week of attachment w/o my group of friends. thank God. information wise,i've gained more. hands on skills was bad!! no pratice at all to much esp dressing. =( but everything is a lose-gain situation. the yr 3 were rather nice to me thou, keep telling me must pay attention during lessons so that when i'm yr 3 wont be so blur like them. =XxX but they werent that bad. hope to see them in green soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; congrats to nana. on having such a beautifully baby girl. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippee!! went for a swim yesterday. cant tell you how much i miss that. it makes me feel like i've did my exercise after all those eating. =D i've grown like a ton! dun be shock when you see the pictures thou. =XxX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to funnan to get a new notebook for dad. the feeling was so different since one yr ago i was there to choose my pinkish darling. lOLs. but sth struck me to know the reason behind sweetness that yr. but its over. so lets enjoy! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, take care. btw, my dears from NR0502 + christine,karine,melissa - timetable is out! and you can get ur books on the 15th april 9am -2pm. information provided by mumu. Thanks! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:JJ let me know if you're going down. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114464173213548546?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114464173213548546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114464173213548546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/now.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114406975243913743</id><published>2006-04-03T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T21:12:00.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me post sth to put my mind off while i search for the camera cable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//"recieving a surprise msg from him i rather not have. why does he always kill my joy?" she wants to cry.. its so silly to do so but she feels that she's still trap. you do not send her a msg just days before ur bday,thinking its alright to be back in her life. u did too much to hurt her and you almost destroyed her perfect holiday. she hates it when you make use of her. she's still in shock that you're someone she nv thought would turn out to be. but while she was watching the fireworks that night and she thought of the heart he once taken, she paused to think.. to remember once again time would nv go back just like that picture gone after her com. crashed and she finally returns his note but she guess that it.//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;raed: sorry abt lots of things. it wont cause another trouble again i promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114406975243913743?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114406975243913743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114406975243913743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/let-me-post-sth-to-put-my-mind-off.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114275490493541559</id><published>2006-03-19T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T15:55:04.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you'll be wondering why i'm here.. but i'm in LA at this moment. just came back from the universal studio =) and using my dad's notebook. update abt my trip when i get back to Singapore. -love, marilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimin: thanks for checking my results.had been busy previously, so thanks!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114275490493541559?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114275490493541559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114275490493541559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/03/youll-be-wondering-why-im-here.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114200765730564701</id><published>2006-03-10T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T00:25:06.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how did i get all that blue-blacks?? =Xx one yesterday, one today... aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;was in the train the other day when an ah-ma boarded it, she turn to me smile n sat next to me and said: "going home??" i was kinda stunned. but yea i was going home. den yesterday, on the way to work, another ah-ma smiled at me. lOls. feels weird. like i know them. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was chaotic.. i dunno why. but had a chance to work with "15 years" again. haha today is my last day with them and after that i'm all alone. =\ miss everyone esp "5/5" hehe miss cher n her hokkien understanding- speaking, always ask her to translate. =XxX and those in the first break,where i get to eat good food n talk rubbish...cant believe i couldnt stop laughing again on my way back with mumu,rajin n cher... it was so funny. =D miss n love everyone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raed: lols. what a surprise tonight, thanks for waiting n walking me back. wont miss you thou. heh.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i am, on the 13th, going off to the states n hk. thanks everyone for everything. God bless us all. wont update until i'm back cause i'm still very busy n have not packed! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th march: happy birthday weilin. (its kinda early too i know). take care and hope all dreams n wishes come true for you. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114200765730564701?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114200765730564701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114200765730564701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-did-i-get-all-that-blue-blacks-xx.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114195807112790581</id><published>2006-03-10T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:53:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>// she's sitting here typing this, not knowing if it'll be read by him. she just wants to wish him a happy birthday when it comes. but she cant. she wouldnt do it anymore although she would have sent a msg but whats the point?? after all the dismisal of previous msges, she wont do it again! she wont, even though she regards him friend. "you're going away AGAIN??" she hated that tone. if only he had treasured her when she was back in town. cause she did. anyway, happy birthday to you! its early but its nv too late. =D // &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="152" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/320/smile_kitty1.1.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114195807112790581?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114195807112790581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114195807112790581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/03/shes-sitting-here-typing-this-not.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114183168887538584</id><published>2006-03-08T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T23:28:08.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;hahaha.. very weird qns this few days. =D&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired but i will hang in there with the smile. =)&lt;br /&gt;talking abt being silly.. i'm silly everyday!! its confirmed by Cher. hehe. i guess the time i really manage to be playful was that day. HAHA. it was just playing around with words. =D but i was really playful that day thou.&lt;br /&gt;today i manage to squeeze in time for a movie with cherie. =) thats great isnt it?? i love watching movies!!!! heh.. well, michelle n her bf was suppose to meet us but due to some hicuups,plan was changed again. =X but i met up with them at kfc near "OUR" block. haha. it'll be a while to meet up with them again. =(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as i was walking back i felt a different me. i could live w/o that present!! although there were uneasiness but hey, i'm glad i made it. i used to think with it, everything would be btr and it keeps me secure but i guess it was all in my head! =X haha. yea. i'm so glad. to tell the truth alot of the things are repressed yet some are suppressed,afterall.. its a learning point. =D&lt;br /&gt;the sleepy me is off to slp so God bless you and may He guide us through each day happily. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Love is what makes me smile when i am tired.+ and do alot of stupid stuff too. *opps* =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114183168887538584?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114183168887538584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114183168887538584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/03/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114164255670753456</id><published>2006-03-06T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T18:59:08.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The truth about girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. gossip isnt a sin. its an art.&lt;br /&gt;2.we arent ashamed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;3.we must go to the bathroom in groups. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;[...and make lots of noise]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.we have this thing called feelings. DontHurtThem.&lt;br /&gt;5.we dont wake up looking pretty. it takes time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;6.sometimes is just never quite enough.&lt;br /&gt;7.we need girls' bonding sessions OFTEN. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;[yes...yes...true.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.we hold grudges and we never forget the things you say to us that hurt.&lt;br /&gt;9.it doesnt matter who dumped who or why. whenever we see an ex with another girl,it always bothers us. not because were not over you, but because we know we used to be that girl.&lt;br /&gt;10.makeup can hide so many things, like puffy eyes from crying to huge scars from a brokenheart&lt;br /&gt;11.never ever ask a girl what she weighs; or imply anything about her weight being too much or too little. just don`t do it.&lt;br /&gt;12.never ask a girl if shes being so bitchy cause of PMS...cause other things annoy us. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;[duh.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.as much as we say we didnt like u that much...we did.&lt;br /&gt;14. girls notice every little thing so be careful what you say and do.&lt;br /&gt;15. our eyes are located in our heads. not our boobs or butt. when youre not looking in our eyes, WE KN0W.&lt;br /&gt;16.we get a feeling in our gut when things are wrong. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;[girls are just born wit it? heh.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.sometimes we trust you because we want to, even when we know you are lying, and it hurts in the end. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;[its a weakness in girls. really.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114164255670753456?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114164255670753456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114164255670753456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/03/truth-about-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114148324720170315</id><published>2006-03-04T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:40:47.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/one%20of%20us%20is%20missing%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/320/one%20of%20us%20is%20missing%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/5%20girls%20#.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/320/5%20girls%20%23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like the first pic of christine!! =D heh... but i like everyone in the pictures. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept the whole of yesterday night to late morning.. haha i'm such a pig! but had a rough day today which i dun wish to talk abt it. now i'm sitting here chatting with SH's cousin's friends. =.= but there's Stephanie,Cherie and Dorine which i manage to catch up with. =)  now just to show you the pictures i'm crapping here. haha. night to all. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114148324720170315?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114148324720170315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114148324720170315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-like-first-pic-of-christine-d-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114138494300746090</id><published>2006-03-03T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T19:25:13.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>//she missed that moment they were of close friends. suddenly,his way of re-entering has been a real surprise. she had not contacted him for quite some time as she was re-adjusting again. he was someone she could rely on but she had to move away."wo tao yan ni" ever since she heard it from her. but it was all nice just having that feeling back..she doesnt know why.&lt;br /&gt;she's unhappy with her own skills.couldnt she be more confident? she sad she cant do anything to stop the pain or stop them from crying. in them she sees herself fearing to lose someone. she was only 8,everyone thought she was young and she didnt know what happened but she knew. she cried in the room where no one was. no one saw her tears. she most dearly miss. alot of pple would nv see the tears, she may show her strong side when it happened but she would den turn to a corner to let it out.//&lt;br /&gt;God bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with me?? i shouldnt let emotions rule me. there shld be a distance. call n distract me. oh please........... ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114138494300746090?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114138494300746090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114138494300746090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/03/she-missed-that-moment-they-were-of.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114104787573458008</id><published>2006-02-27T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T19:28:00.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea.. today is the first day of attachment =) a totally new setting. hopefully all goes well especially in the last week. =D me?? i've been alittle weird. haha. when am i not right?? alot of things are slightly weird but i guess its me and environment which is changing always. he msged me saying there is starbucks. HAHA like it matters to me at all?!!? lOls&lt;br /&gt;i'm slightly troubled abt certain things.. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;would someone help me?? =XxX&lt;/span&gt; shld i or shld i not?? i guess its fated i wont be able to be there but shld i or shld i not?? afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//she's puzzled.she's slightly confused. do help her.&lt;br /&gt;raed: what if(s).... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;what if she could erase or undo history? she wouldnt. if not it only surrounds "i" //&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sr: your tag atmosphere seems alittle high. =XxX i wanted to tag however, its making me curious though =XxX OH NO!! i'm so kahpoh.haha but do take care. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherie: do meet up some weekends asap. hehe. will be busy for a while after the next week. i want to slack and have fun. take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nr0502+christine,karine: enjoy your attachment! =) and see you all soon. *muacks* heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114104787573458008?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114104787573458008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114104787573458008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114079320986453162</id><published>2006-02-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T23:04:53.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>// she wants to thank him for staying up with her thru the exam week thou he has training almost every day. she is thankful *smiles* her mood is so high. although she fears the results. she cant wait till the 13th. she just cant! her mood?? her mood has been great although worried abt exams but at least it seems to be the best since den. her pals have been great. her life?? its been busy, although some times lonely but there is always someone making her smile. life has never been better w/o HIM. and she means it.. she wants to thank God for guiding her and answering to her prayers.//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally exams are over. i wanna thank: Shimin,SIyan,Faz,Jiejun,Weilin,Cher,Melody, Christine,Karine,Nana,Jeremy... for helping me in some way or another this time. =) anyway, enjoyed myself yesterday afternoon and today. =D&lt;br /&gt;final destination was bloody!! but i want that theme song!!! life hasnt been what i expect cause its been better especially with all my friends. i cant wait to for attachment. i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raed: i cant wait to see that silly face!!! haha. you owe me one, two, three treats!!!! =P uoy evol. haha. take care. God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114079320986453162?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114079320986453162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114079320986453162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/she-wants-to-thank-him-for-staying-up.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114043784677145870</id><published>2006-02-20T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T20:17:27.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/P1010009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/200/P1010009.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//she misses alot of people. although now is not the time to miss anyone. all she wanted was a hug from everyone. she's been feeling the loneliness today. she wishes someone was there for her. =P the paper was alright i guess. she is getting on with her studies soon. she cant wait to have that challenge. haha.. missing you again. =) //&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huggies* for you. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114043784677145870?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114043784677145870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114043784677145870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/she-misses-alot-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114033513198218900</id><published>2006-02-19T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T15:45:32.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>//she's feeling weird. she's been relaxing alittle. she tries her best to focus on the studies but somehow pple distract her. he has done it twice. arrr.. just when she always know and manage to break away from being so reliant to them, they always come. why do they do that?? sometimes she wonder.. are you alright?? but she remains slient. please dont make use of her although she doesnt mind lending you her ears when you ask. doesnt mind giving up some time to make you smile if you say so.//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a swim and played pool yesterday. hahaha.. so happy! if only dear was there. i know i've been slacking quite alot. but what to do??? keke.. must get down to studying already. abit bored lei.. the subjects seem to make me want to sleep. =.=  cannot let it go. no way. must carry on to read up 32. though it can be boring!!!!!!!!! love you. =)&lt;br /&gt;haha. jiayou to NRo5o2. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114033513198218900?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114033513198218900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114033513198218900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/shes-feeling-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114008759138144209</id><published>2006-02-16T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:59:51.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus, Take The Wheel</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and gasoline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It would been a long hard year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She was going way to fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She saw both their lives flash before her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She didn't even have time to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She was sooo scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She threw her hands up in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Take it from my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause I can't do this all on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To save me from this road I'm on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And for the first time in a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She bowed her head to pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She said I'm sorry for the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've been living my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know I've got to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So from now on tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Take it from my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause I can't do this all my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To save me from this road I'm on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114008759138144209?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114008759138144209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114008759138144209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/jesus-take-wheel.html' title='Jesus, Take The Wheel'/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-114001605921340829</id><published>2006-02-15T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T23:07:39.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/Picture5%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/200/Picture5%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[[v day]]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;//she's glad. she's thankful. she knows what has to be done. but theres one thing she just wants that is to hear it personally.she waited, checking it as often yet there was no return.  her mind has been distracted quite abit or shld it be alot. but her luck hasnt been too good. she has been happy. only that evening, she had someone to listen and crap with her and finally allow her to throw alittle of her "bossy" temper yet turn that n up.. thank you. you made her day smile. with a little prayer, she hopes the best. tc//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ just give her time,she promise it would end well.=D+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-114001605921340829?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114001605921340829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/114001605921340829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/v-day-shes-glad.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113956904133451172</id><published>2006-02-10T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T19:06:14.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/i_can_always_make_you_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/200/i_can_always_make_you_smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//her day started off with a little struggle she had in her heart. but she decided to give it a shot and off she went, to that special path she has not gone for a while. she walked with each step thinking and hoping along the way she would see... but she reached the place and there was another struggle. was she to go or to stay put?? she went up the first time, she sat at the stairs. she stayed there awhile and she decided she would go down. she sat there thinking the magazine would distract her mind. but by the time she had to get on with her schedule, she contemplate again.she went up,she saw the window.. she didnt walk out of the lift and there the door closed and she left. all she wanted to say was good luck personally. later in the day, she has the extra energy after hearing the voice that is happy. she had plucked the courage to give the ring.. she was afraid the other party was not going to answer. she was abt to put the phone down when it was answered. that quite cheery voice she heard. and she said the silly questions! she was testing the water. the moment she heard it was quite alright. her heart leap. knowing that it was going to be fine.she was abt to say goodbye but she was stopped with the question if she was to know exactly what the result was. she knew she could trust the words. it was alright! though it may not have been a total dream come true but at least she heard it cheerily. her mood has just transformed. like she was before. her buddy's words stayed with her, knowing she wouldnt need to blame herself anymore. =) she would like to thank the Lord for everything. for answering her prayers. she closed her eyes.. the once quiet day has changed. if she had a chance to be there together again.she would be so jumpy and high. she decides to go and give her thanks at the church. she is glad. after so long, she wonders why?? why is she still feeling this way? she finds it funny cause she knows she'll nv be in that arms again. she just knows. tears just roll as she thank. she knows tears are of joy this time. it has been a year since it happened. she leaves the place with a light weight. she's back home knowing, it was the right move they had decided for them. though it was tough living through it, she has accepted and this would change her life as it already did. will she really get a chance??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+she waits at that bus stop.he didnt turn up every time. she waits for his appearance. he had kept his promise she now knows. but shld she continue this wait?!?+ //&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113956904133451172?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113956904133451172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113956904133451172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/her-day-started-off-with-little.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113949263050266127</id><published>2006-02-09T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T21:43:50.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>//she doesnt know what to do.. she wants to show she still can support. she wants to show she is able to.she wants to do alot of things. she walked round and round the place. she waited. and den she decides she shld go, the night is still young and things would change tml. she says good bye once again. this time the place is unfamiliar. she was hoping something familiar would appear.but they did not come. would she get a chance to see tml?? she hope so. she prays so. cause there was a light in your eyes she used to see... she wish to say good luck but she lacked the courage. she knows that her eyes glow in surprise that she wasnt being blocked. but she didnt make use of the chance, fearing she'll be blocked soon after. she wishes to talk to many pple but she just dont know any more.part of her still misses. //&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113949263050266127?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113949263050266127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113949263050266127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/she-doesnt-know-what-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the ICA for HS 1082 is done. =) i'm glad.. *phew* 2 nights of 3 hours of slp has burnt me out!! slept like a log last night. didnt even know pple msged me. [[what a pig!]] haha yesterday, after lectures.. suddenly met the guys from evg those from other schools.. lOls. first time since i step into school this sem. haha. anyway, after the sleep last night, my mind went real blank this whole day. and i laugh at anything i hear whether it makes sense or anot. weird me. its been a long time since i've felt so "empty" and happy. jumpy and bouncy too. i just love this kind of mood. I thank the Lord. i like it when i know my mind is not working over silly stuff. things have been really weird yesterday and today.. i dunno why. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[[pictures taken during SH's birthday party =)]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//she wishes for him to let her know so she can decide for the rest of that day and the days ahead. she wishes it came from his mouth. she just sits here in front and there pple are asking. //&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the difference:&lt;br /&gt;i got up early one morning and rushed right into the day.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much to accomplish that i didnt have time to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Problems just tumbled about me, and heavier came each task.&lt;br /&gt;"why doesnt God help me?" i wondered,&lt;br /&gt;He answered,"You didn't ask."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see joy and beauty, but the day toiled on grey and bleak,&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why God didn't show me,&lt;br /&gt;He said, "You didnt seek."&lt;br /&gt;I tried to come into God's presence;&lt;br /&gt;I used all my keys at the lock ,&lt;br /&gt;God gently and lovingly chided,&lt;br /&gt;"My child, you didn't knock."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning,&lt;br /&gt;and paused before entering the day;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much to accomplish that I had to take time to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113941201814056078?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113941201814056078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113941201814056078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/finally-ica-for-hs-1082-is-done.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113923182912483163</id><published>2006-02-06T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T21:22:12.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i did sth guilty today. saying&lt;strong&gt; sorry&lt;/strong&gt; here to all i scare this evening in school. =XxX i dun really know why i burst out after lesson. i'm just tired i guess. manage to change the lessons which i'm happy. now i'm still waiting for mummy to check my work. it sounds like i'm in primary school. just hopefully i dun recieve the blank look. =X i need help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//she saw the booth and she knew that this event was really drawing in near. her heart just seem to feel that she nv really kept her promise. the promise. that year old promise. she was on the verge to let it all out but she was feeling gulity over what has already happened. on the way back she teared.but she woke up knowing that she would let be in the hands of God. He would lead her thru her life. she hope her prayers wouldbe answered. she prays just for the same thing for every prayer since she saw that face. wishing she hadnt show,she hugged her sister since no one else was there. she doesnt know why her tears roll but her heart feels the weight. she wishes someone called this instant to take her away from this mood. //&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113923182912483163?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113923182912483163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113923182912483163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-did-sth-guilty-today.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113917284373665134</id><published>2006-02-06T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T04:57:24.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in this girl:&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt know what she shld be doing. to findout more or to leave it. the moment she heard of him.her feeling went weird, she wanted to know the surrounding yet if she did would her heart let it go? all she does is push everything away and when sth else creeps up she's till so caught up with the previous and misssed the stop. but when she knows abt it, its all too late! its just too late. she's too slow to feel. she doesnt know why? but she wishes to know why someone so far has been speaking to her more often. /knowing that its coming out, she doesnt know why shes more anxious,fearful yet at times,excited and confident that it would all come back alright although dreams scare her more often when there was no news. that smile she hope to just see once again and den walk away feeling assured that she has done her best again. she wishes  and hopes with the best that day,upon recieving the paper would make that smile.although she'll nv see.she doesnt know what to do any more. and she wont crack her brain up cause its useless. she'll just smile thru everyday and be a different person. someone told her its because things happened that made her unable to go back to where she started. she'll believe that person once more but she'll lose something more valuable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie.. went to Ms Tay's hse but sth went missing which it was bad. you know the feeling that you've been there and sth went missing. hopefully its being found. and den, at night, i had a great time. =) and there was a party with SH and her 2 cousins. truthfully, i wouldnt have gone to that place had there been only the 7 of us. and den we went slightly high and all of the sudden so soft and tired. i almost slept =X cause super tired.went for dinner,pool,aracade...shopping. haha den dad came and fetch us. yippee!! and now after 3 hours of sleep, i'm here doing the 1082 but i'm alittle stuck that i decided to some here. to all, thank you so much to have made my day. all of you are great! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113917284373665134?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113917284373665134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113917284373665134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-this-girl-she-doesnt-know-what-she.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113897243093379810</id><published>2006-02-03T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:13:51.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the one thing i forgot to post last night but SR tagged me and since i was busy last few weeks, i shall do it now. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its abt Ur Husband/Wife Material&lt;br /&gt;*-&gt;8 expectations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Ur expected person is a Guy or Gal?&lt;br /&gt;B. Name who u wan to do these qns. to noe ur frens beta?&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;Answers:&lt;br /&gt;[a] A guy.&lt;br /&gt;[b] recommended [anyone reading this post now. =P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My expectations:&lt;br /&gt;1. dote on me and most importantly love me!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.taller than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3.able to mix and get along with my family and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.someone more noisy yet knowing when to be quiet at the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5.giving in to me, [[please dun be so stubborn =) ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6.make me smile everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7.make me love you more as each day passes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8.Going through both thick n thin! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for the rest, i think cher n siyan n shimin knows.. lOls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today, went to watch a movie cause we ended lessons earlier than usual. i'm glad. i went back to the stop again, thinking. i met a weird person and then all of a sudden i want to run into someone's arms again. .. anyway, i want to get some rest.. tml my class is going to our lecturer's hse to bai nian. =)  to all, take care. thanks cherie for your help again. see you soon. muackx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113897243093379810?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113897243093379810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113897243093379810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-thing-i-forgot-to-post-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113889342491036885</id><published>2006-02-02T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T23:17:05.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmm.. where have i left off?? the last day of last year. well, that day was great though.. hehe.. and den there was the 1st day of 2006. =D as well as the second and third... ... in fact, every day was great. had 3 weeks of attachment. learnt alot. the last day of attachment, we stayed back a while more to hang out. =) anyway, i had fun!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now that i'm back in school, the second week is nearly gone.. happy CNY to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had lots of fun.except some times things just dont always go my way. =X i dunno how to phrase it now. guess its the feeling i've been having trouble. but i guess i'm back to myself again. *nodnod* &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BUT  i couldnt go to MOS.&lt;/span&gt;  :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy birthday to all born in January and Feb 2006.  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I met alot of pple last month woah.... just suddenly appear. heh well, take care. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SR: i wasnt lazy!! just busy with my life and catching up with the beautiful and interesting events that make my LIFE  (:   when are you coming back?? in may?? hehe.. love ya. take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[[i dunno if i'm sensitive or just very surprise.. its as though souls were swapped.\  asked yet i felt nth.how come?]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113889342491036885?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113889342491036885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113889342491036885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113595724461646147</id><published>2005-12-31T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T23:42:48.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what happens???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy new year. =) " the way you spent new year's eve is the way you'll spend the rest of your year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. 9. 8.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and shes all alone &amp; sees this guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. 6. 5.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fireworks starts, music swirls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. 3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pple are pairing off.. "who is she going to kiss??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 1...&lt;br /&gt;........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113595724461646147?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113595724461646147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113595724461646147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113595643174778890</id><published>2005-12-30T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T23:27:11.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after so long.. i doubt anyone knows me. the real me. everyone takes me for granted. takes me as just another person.  theres no point in pretending they care, maybe once.. but no more.. i used to think.. i guess my thinking has made me believe sth that isnt real. HAHA.. best friends?? i dunno why i doubt so much now. make me believe there is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how i wish i can fool that 3 yr old again.. i cant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can i run? how i lack it but i know i would.. just someday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;all i feel is I hate it!!!!!!!! dun use me please.. i'm sick n tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113595643174778890?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113595643174778890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113595643174778890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/after-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113586789752452572</id><published>2005-12-29T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:51:37.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[[ not every path opens twice]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[[going thru the path doesnt give the same feeling]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[[just have to open the eyes and look for it again]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[[believing too much in fairytale. no more]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[[memories are the past]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=i. wish. someone. at. least. keeps. a. promise. made. to. me.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113586789752452572?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113586789752452572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113586789752452572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/not-every-path-opens-twice-going-thru.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113586664739650489</id><published>2005-12-29T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:32:02.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You Have a Phlegmatic Temperament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/phlegmatic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mild mannered and laid back, you take life at a slow pace.&lt;br /&gt;You are very consistent - both in emotions and actions.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to absorb set backs easily. You are cool and collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to offend you. You can remain composed and unemotional.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great friend and lover. You don't demand much of others.&lt;br /&gt;While you are quiet, you have a subtle wit that your friends know well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are lazy and unwilling to work at anything.&lt;br /&gt;You often get stuck in a rut, without aspirations or dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You can get too dependent on others, setting yourself up for abandonment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113586664739650489?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113586664739650489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113586664739650489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-have-phlegmatic-temperament-mild.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113576700198364749</id><published>2005-12-28T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T19:00:50.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how was christmas everyone? =D and opening presents.. hope you like the gifts. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i did like my gifts!! i appreciate all the thoughts in choosing the gifts for me. =D and for baking cookies. *yummy* recieved a fair bit of accessories. and i notice that i recieved another taka necklace. lOls. is it me?? i also dunno why i've been seeing that too. its been quite some time since i saw it. but i'm so much btr. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, after all the drinks and late night talking.. one which siyan fell aslp while weilin n i talked.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;psst.. she doesnt snore!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i stayed up watching tv in the end.. and last night was having chills n fever, i slept but woke up by 1130pm. dunno why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why is there a rule for me to slp first before you can?? in the end, i also wake up later. lOls. bodyache.. so i woke up at 1pm. i just found out i didnt have candycane this year. how come?? =X will the promise be kept?? anyway, life is still sweet. =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have a new pencil box. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YT: i wont lose confidence. thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[[ Why did you love me, Only to hurt me later?]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113576700198364749?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113576700198364749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113576700198364749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-was-christmas-everyone-d-and.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113552727427795405</id><published>2005-12-26T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:14:34.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Xiao Jie. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113552727427795405?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113552727427795405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113552727427795405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-xiao-jie.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113552536175157725</id><published>2005-12-25T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T23:42:44.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey.. why do i feel a change?? a feeling like butterflies in the stomach yet a happy feeling is there.. i cant wait to know what each day is installed. have i changed? alittle bouncy.. a little high.. or was it because of that drink? =XxX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohwell, i'm so glad this christmas was so fun and happening. went for FCBC's magic of love.dinner party.midnight mass. met mr. v.lim at church. luckily it was the end already. =X anyway.. i just wished every year onwards would be this happening n exciting and lovable or more exciting,lovable andhappening. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love everyone. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for today.. as usual, it was sleep in quite abit. den went out. =) and dinner at home. *yummy* hahaha.. and i must say i love the story of sweet home alabama. =D watching it the 4th time. its great..  hope you watch it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[[ number one rule: it is not what it seems. =D ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113552536175157725?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113552536175157725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113552536175157725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113534992313494965</id><published>2005-12-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T22:58:43.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;merry &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;christmas &lt;/span&gt;everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113534992313494965?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113534992313494965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113534992313494965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113532079781025058</id><published>2005-12-23T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T14:54:48.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess what!?!? =x Jie Jun n Melody didnt turn up!! leaving me to a place of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(err... ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cher's friends.. hahaha... okie la.. not bad. just thought more company more fun. =) daddy just came back yesterday and he fetched me home. yeah! if not, from bedok to my place is a long way.... =XxX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha.. jeremy called me at abt 1030pm and we talked till abt 1:30am. when we decided to do sth cheeky.. we wanted to call shimin, but i think she's aslp cause its 1am. den we wanted to call weilin, but i was afraid. =XxX i was scared she'll be in her dream land and if i call and wake her up, she'll be angry at me. =XxX so... we called Cher.. hahaha.. and we 3 talked till 3:45am. cant believe i'm super hyper at that time. while they were talking, they sound so much like a couple.. arguing.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(very interesting)&lt;/span&gt; =XxX they both like chili crab like anything... and both the youngest.. aiyo.. can you imagine??? hahaha.. they can even fight over coco crunch &amp;amp; honey stars. lOLS!!! by the time i fell aslp, it shld have been 4am and i dunno how he can wake up at 8:30am. lOls. i'm still recharging and only woke up at 12plus..1pm. i'm such a pig!! but thanks jeremy and cher to accompany the hyper me and recieve less slp. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, i'm off to the gym and swim. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[[i cant believe i was once with him. and now his lies seems to appear. i feel like a fool. a stupid one.haix.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113532079781025058?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113532079781025058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113532079781025058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/guess-what-x-jie-jun-n-melody-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113531899989182942</id><published>2005-12-23T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T14:23:19.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u TREAT him nicely, he says u are IN LOVE with him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u Don't, he says u are PROUD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u DRESS Nicely, he says u are trying to LURE him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u Don't, he says u are from KAMPUNG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u ARGUE with him, he says u are STUBBORN;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u keep QUIET, he says u have no BRAINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u are SMARTER than him, he'll lose FACE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If he's Smarter than u, he is GREAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u don't Love him, he tries to POSSESS u;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u Love him, he will try to LEAVE u.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(very true huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u don't make love with him., he says u don't Love him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u do!! he says u are CHEAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u tell him your PROBLEM, he says u are TROUBLESOME;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u don't, he says that u don't TRUST him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u SCOLD him, u are like a NANNY to him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If he SCOLDS u, it is because he CARES for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u ! BREAK your PROMISE, u Cannot be TRUSTED;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If he BREAKS his, he is FORCED to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u SMOKE, u are BAD girl; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If he SMOKES, he is GENTLEMENT.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u do WELL in your exams, he says it's LUCK;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If he does WELL, it's BRAINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If u HURT him, u are CRUEL;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If he HURTS u, u are too SENSITIVE!! &amp;amp; sooo hard to please!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113531899989182942?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113531899989182942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113531899989182942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/if-you.html' title='if you...'/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113517704069217591</id><published>2005-12-21T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T00:06:09.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm finally having some free time. =D lets start of with sat??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sat: i went out with someone.. i cant remember.. =XxX Oohh.. i know.. i watched h.p. and den met my aunts n mum at orchard with my sis. had dinner at a place. the food is a NONO. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sun: i went to have buffet at Grand H. den went shopping at far east,cwp,paragon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mon:i went out with MQ.. WX couldnt make it. so walked abt.. at hereen.. saw long leg elephant toy,kinda miss the one i gave..  at takashimaya.. where i saw that gift! lOls. it reminded me of him and i bought. bought chocolate for my kor =XxX who treat me so nice this year. heh... went to give out present n borrow cd! yeah. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tues:went out with cher,christine,jiejun,siyan,weilin,melody,shimin.. think thats all. =Dwell, we walked practically the whole of far east. =XxX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today: i went along to get my sis to pierce her ears. lOls. eat sushi. bought more presents. and food for christmas day. cause if i'm not going out.. as no one has asked yet. lOls. and home i went. came out and meet wx. and met more evg pple.. suwen,yq,yuxiang..... and den home again. =D tommy just said i was from the garbage = he not my daddy le. =P but i still want my hong bao!!! *i dont care!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;won christine in minesweeper this time. first time. lols. i shout in the phone till cher abit shocked. haha.. well.. nighty.. going to christmas party tml.. yeah!! so looking to a fun time. thou i know sure have silly games but let me silly again... cause i think i forever do silly stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113517704069217591?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113517704069217591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113517704069217591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-finally-having-some-free-time.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113509253714847891</id><published>2005-12-20T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T23:28:57.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Have you ever wondered which hurts the most? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Saying something and wishing you hadn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;or Saying nothing and wishing you had? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Don't be afraid to tell someone you love them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;If you do, they might break your heart ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;if you don't, you might break theirs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Have u ever decided not 2 become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you already had with that person? Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;our heart decides whom it likes and whom it doesn't. You can't tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own........when you least suspect it, or even when you don't want it to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Too many of us stay walled up because we are too afraid to care too much...for fear that the other person does not care as much, or even at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of r.e.j.e.c.t.i.o.n was too hard to handle? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;But every time we tell a lie, the thing we fear grows stronger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have done, or could have had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;* What would you do if every time you fell in love you had to say good bye? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt? (even if it is that you don't care anymore) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*What would you do if you loved someone more than ever and you couldn't have them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*What would you do if you never got the chance to say I am friends with all of my family and they know I love them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;* People live, but people die. I want to tell you that you are a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113509253714847891?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113509253714847891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113509253714847891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/have-you-ever-wondered-which-hurts_20.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113500681935061546</id><published>2005-12-19T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T23:40:19.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;ISFP (Introvert, Sensor, Feeler, Perceiver)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;People of this type tend to be: kind, humble, and highly empathetic; thoughtful, faithful, and affectionate with those they know well; sensitive to criticism and easily hurt; quiet, soft-spoken, and gentle; adaptable, responsive, and curious; realistic and down to earth.The most important thing to ISFPs is feeling peaceful and harmonious with the people and places that matter most to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;How to Love an ISFP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;1.Be a patient and supportive listener; make it safe for me to speak my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;2.Appreciate my gentle, nurturing nature and ability to find joy in simple pleasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;3.Express your love and affection freely and often!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;4.Demonstrate your devotion in thoughtful actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;5.Try not to nag me about order, or force decisions too quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;6.Above all - Show me you love me exactly the way I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Great careers for ISFP: 1.Primary care physician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;2.Occupational therapist 3.Designer: interior / landscape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;4.Massage therapist 5.Customer service representative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;6.Fashion designer 7.Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;8.Paralegal 9.Surveyor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;10.Registered Nurse 11.Dental hygienist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;12.Travel agent / tour operator 13.Home health worker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;14.Medical assistant 15.Alcohol and drug addiction counselor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113500681935061546?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113500681935061546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113500681935061546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/isfp-introvert-sensor-feeler-perceiver.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113474584190982723</id><published>2005-12-16T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T23:10:41.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;如果云是天空的呼吸 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;风是我慌张的叹息  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;回忆是爱的延续   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;只因为你和我已经不在一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;当我们同在一起在一起在一起   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;空气里有午后的暖意  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;我听着沙沙收音机&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;突然间下起了雨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;雨让我好想好想你想抱着你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;当我们同在一起在一起在一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;在一起在一起其快乐无比&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;[[ 你是我曾经的甜蜜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;我是你爱情的过去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;那一段美好的记忆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;我们都不能够忘记&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;因为我很爱很爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;所以能微笑着离去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;虽然我不会在见你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;幸福是我们曾经在一起 ]] x2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;空气里有午后的暖意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;我听着沙沙收音机&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;唱什么听不清晰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;因为我傻傻的笑着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;想起了你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;当我们同在一起在一起在一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113474584190982723?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113474584190982723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113474584190982723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/x2.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113474032148241468</id><published>2005-12-16T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T21:49:42.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*bleah* cherie say i'm into expensive stuff now.. lOls. but thanks for shopping with me for my new shoes. =D think it'll bring me to a better future. lOls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the LAST day of school for the year.. =D yippee... hahaha went back just for 2hr lecture. see i'm still guai okie?? =XxX i'm super happy and high some how. i didnt sleep since 4am. i dunno why. but i'm fine dun worry. went shopping with Faz n Jie Jun. we walked around only.. hehe cause she wanted to buy cat food for her cats. *meow* =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then, how i wish my birthday he bought me a cake. lOls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun want to go for camp. i'm skipping it! i cant imagine pple vote for me.. i'm so not into such stuff.=XxX why doesnt pple understand me?? =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;his msg this morning made me laugh. haha.. his tone like change alot. is it because its nearing his birthday or is it because its holiday next week?? hahaha. wah.. if only his tone was like this always-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes very fierce de&lt;/span&gt;. =P xie xie. i'll go next week. maybe might get christmas present. O.O *marilyn stares* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was tagged by Siang Rong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*** rules of the game : post 5 weird and random facts about yourself , then at the end list the names of 5 people who are next in line to do this . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets see: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. i like it when they put a smile on my face. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. i like home-cooked food. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. i enjoy gatherings with music n snacks. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. i somehow enjoy my course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. i kept that &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;one love in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; my heart. (O.*) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ssshhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Boo!! Next 5 person: Christine, Karine,Siyan, Shawn and him?? =XxX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113474032148241468?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113474032148241468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113474032148241468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/bleah-cherie-say-im-into-expensive.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113465253291479532</id><published>2005-12-15T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T21:20:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he has a kind heart. he understands. he feels. he shows. he loves. but.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do i always see it right in my face??? i can pretend but it cant be hidden in history. anyway, i guess i'm not in fated to watch the h.p. movie. maybe cause i'm not thinking magically anymore. so let it be.although i wanted to watch it way b4 it started. i just found out.. i know it happened once but thats because i didnt change the entry..but now that i did change, how come the words came back... i changed them 2 days ago. i dunno whats wrong.. is it my dream or is it reality?? its freaking me out just to know what has happened.. am i overreacting or is it true?? is it fated or is it a game?? i dunno whats wrong!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now that i've cooled down slightly, i'm off to redo stuff. but wait.. i wore your necklace. =) who says i wouldnt have the other one taken off?? =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps.. cher said short guys are cute. =XxX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[[if you say you really love someone, you have to accept the good, the bad, and the irritating.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113465253291479532?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113465253291479532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113465253291479532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/he-has-kind-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113456763592699019</id><published>2005-12-14T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:40:35.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy birthday Zhang! lOls. the timing here shldnt have an error. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets see, i was reading my psychology this morning with my mind half aslp. den i slack alot.. i listen to music for the next one hour b4 going to school only to recieve a msg saying i sent it one minute early. aiyo. still must say it in school. =.="" but what to do?? his day what.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i must say.. i was having both feelings just waiting for 5pm to arrive.. for the test was like scary although only mcqs. lOls. over-reacted?? i was more afraid of retroactive interference.. i hope i did alright. i hope the answers i had colored was the right one. =) ohya, i was laughing abt a movie character cause my friend said till it was "A guy must watch show" hehehehe.. i cant believe i started giggling n laughing.. he turned around and ask me to stop but i just couldnt.=XxX it was his tone that was so funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to cwp after the test.. he wanted to get the christmas exchange gift. lOls. joy from the heart comes from satisfactory of things you perceive today. i dunno.. i have no right to say also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; anyway, i'm back home, stoning. have no test to study like very sian. have test to study, i'm in no mood either.. i also dunno what happen to me. used to all i want to do was concentrate. now, all i want is to play and enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cherie: i recieved your card. thanks so much. i miss last year somehow. but since it can only stay in our memories. i've chose to grow. everything has changed. i've found the old me and included the new me too. dont worry. i'm alright now and even getting better next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;must say i thank you, wx, xj too.. just feeling so much better b4 christmas starts. thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113456763592699019?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113456763592699019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113456763592699019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-zhang-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113447549683090017</id><published>2005-12-13T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:07:27.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No school today. yesh!! i've been waiting for this day since the beginning of the course. lOls. i did some studying.. aiyo.. but nth is in my mind and i'm still here writting stupid stuff. i miss sth abt yesterday.. you would nv believe how i'm actually trying to spend my decembers again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha.. i dunno if i shld even say it here. but yesterday night, sth hilarious happened. how was i to know?? all i knew was the crapping and rubbish we were talking and den i was so bored n confused if there was tutorial anot.. so i called. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.. after that, the night msg was very fake and stupid. i bet someone else sent it! lOls. and since sunday everyone has been calling me pig. lOls. okie.. i am. hahahaha... I'm still thinking if i shld get him a present or keep the money for myself. *winks* hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohya.. i love marker alot. =D my second present- NOT WRAPPED too. =( the necklace it self was not spoilt. my friend manage to help me with her gentle touch, it opened. =) did you recieve my present?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;take care. i'm off to read MEMORY. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113447549683090017?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113447549683090017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113447549683090017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113438892616764989</id><published>2005-12-12T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T20:11:29.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now let me think.. what did i do?? what secret does Cher have abt me?? i dun have a clue nor do i think she knows my secret at all. lOls. i nv keep anything from them anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today, had only one hour of tutorial in school actually only 15mins. yippeee.. i passed BIO.. so 2 out of 4 are settled. =) i'm so happy. yeah...*smiles* thanks to all who helped. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was talking to brian, still in school till 9pm.. aiyo.but he still can chat with me. lOls.thanks. but my nick very weird??&lt;strong&gt; "all i want is your time when i need it." &lt;/strong&gt;lOls. okie.. have to read abit of psychology if not this one gone case too.. but i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant wait for shopping spree with anyone. =D since i cant get my love phone.. i shall get other stuff. =XxX PLEASE... i wish i get that phone at least thou.. *teary eyes* hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what i want for christmas??!!??!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;a dear.. lOls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your time when i need it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that phone call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shoes,new jacket,new change to the wardrobe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bags.. that necklace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that elephant.. Cherie is getting for me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;most of all, that LOVE. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*marilyn stares into space again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113438892616764989?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113438892616764989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113438892616764989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/now-let-me-think.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113429858805466566</id><published>2005-12-11T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:31:36.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One thing first: Happy Birthday ZhiXing!!! *big huggies* this girl ah.. nv reply me sms. too busy to reply.. =XxX anyway, all the best always. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've been thinking. whats wrong with me?? why in the world is his words so right!! so much to think abt. but it shld be shown thru actions and not plain words. haiz.. i also dunno why suddenly feel so topsy turvy.. but i know nth has changed much just alittle self-questioning and more thoughts. is that your intention??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey.. christmas is like in 2 weeks.. yeah! cant believe its the end of the year again.. ooohhhh where shld i be at this time?? lOls. but wait a minute... i havent get presents yet. lOls.... hahahha.. school was having tests. no shopping either. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ahhahhhahhhahhh... you know i found my love.. but i cant get it. lOls. mummy allow but dad says nono.. ='( haiz... how i wish i have a rich bf to dote on me. *big smiley*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okie i'm back from dream land.. actually having bf also not bad.. no need to be so rich. lOls. you know.. mummy has been acting really weird.. aiyo.. everything she sees is like she cant wait to have me married off.. lOls. or maybe.. she cant wait to see what's installed.. lOls. what if i shock her with some guy?? haha. just kiddin' i wouldnt do that. anyway, i'm off to get ready for some dinner. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;=smile infront of me and i'll melt again=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113429858805466566?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113429858805466566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113429858805466566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-thing-first-happy-birthday-zhixing.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113413765568145863</id><published>2005-12-09T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T19:05:22.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeremy  SCARED me.=XxX but i'm not so stupid. =) lOls. thanks to Evelyn's help. haha anyway, at least yesterday's talk wasnt wasted. so weird.. send me bball video.. to me its boring!! its only 2 plus minutes.. i thought it was a match. lOls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, solving an IQ question. =) but i'm sleepy.. lately been having stupid headaches.. dunno why. *yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i made it, to know the person i didnt had a chance to know better. i hope JiaJun gave me a hint?? i know what you meant. i rather believe what i see and hear it from my ears, if i'm thinking abt the person's inside.. i would nv move on.it takes two hands to clap but now theres only one. i'm tired; i'm tired inside,doesnt it show???????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nighty. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[[two pple in love doesnt have to look at each other always but looking at the same direction]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113413765568145863?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113413765568145863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113413765568145863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/jeremy-scared-me.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113404800136567930</id><published>2005-12-08T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T21:20:01.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;start of with yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OooOh... i did last minute changes to our presentation and went to school late. really sorry. sorry melody for printing out so many copies and we didnt use it.=XxX and the rest for waiting for the late me. *feeling gulity* hehe.. Cher reminded me of what they said.but i'm not what pple think. i'm totally not! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;silly you. ask me to go to city hall but in the end went to my blk downstairs. tOo bad.. haha i took to MB den go back.. haha. 1.5hrs how did you spent?? lOls. thanks for it. =D first prez for christmas but you didnt wrap.. how can?? lols. love you. *big smiley* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha..someone dyed his hair. lOls. he's just concerned. anyway, nana helped me for today too. thanks. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[[ on the way back, i felt so relieve. the songs which once had alot of meaning b/w us has diminished. i've learnt. i've found myself b4 this christmas. i wont let you hurt me again. its my happy self w/o you.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;today: thanks Shimin,Siyan,Cher for revising clinical. I Passed~!! yeah! lols. i'm so super happy. was so worried b4 i went in.. brain freeze. but i still pass. Thank you. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;now... what to buy as prez???!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cherie: you can always call me. like i always call you whenever =XxX i msged michelle,she didnt reply. "WHERE IS SHE???" lOls. take care. you'll soon find yourself, they'll help to give you signs too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113404800136567930?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113404800136567930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113404800136567930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/start-of-with-yesterday-ooooh.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113387891187096810</id><published>2005-12-06T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T19:08:07.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do you always do such a thing?? i dont like it. it makes me wants to hate. haiz. the cries b4 were cause of innocent but after that its not going to happen already. i've seen the real person, know the real person. why are they even wanting to be friendly??? they shouldnt. cause i dont know them but they add me and den i reliase oh.. you are the reason. i wont bother. i'm so tired.. i am. some times i just admire those beside me and hope i could have a change for one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was very weird. =XxX usually he wouldnt tap me or even call me but at FJ he tapped me. lols. i was abit stunned. haha. some more the place was so packed. uh-oh.. tml is very weird.. having presentation.. i'm so not prepared. =XxX nvm. i nv do tutorial again. *opps* these few days abit no mood. very sleepy... but i'll get back on track. =) yesterday, lols... instead of movie it was ghost-stories. =XxX haha. fun i admit. no worries, dont blame anyone. i'm having my life back. thank you so much. thank you for all the signs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know what?? i won. =XxX lols. couldnt believe. lOls. now its like everything is on grudge. haha. fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whats a easy christmas present for the class?? any suggestions?? lOls. for both guys n girls. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dad... xJ... can borrow your puzzle shop card??!!?? pleeeeaaassseee.... thankx. =XxX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113387891187096810?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113387891187096810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113387891187096810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-do-you-always-do-such-thing-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113368677466723516</id><published>2005-12-04T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T16:59:34.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Karine. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113368677466723516?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113368677466723516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113368677466723516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-karine.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113368668577597024</id><published>2005-12-04T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T16:58:05.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i don't need you to spend a lot of money on me. you don't have to sacrifice your life. you don't have to talk to me everyday. all i want is your time when i need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the most beautiful yet basic thing that anyone can sacrifice for me is time. are you willing to give up a bit of time to hear me rant when i really need an outlet? if i really wish to watch a particular movie, are you willing to sacrifice a bit of your precious time to catch it with me? will you be able to give up your time to help me with a favour even if it's really a load of hassle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113368668577597024?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113368668577597024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113368668577597024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-dont-need-you-to-spend-lot-of-money.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113353555875496783</id><published>2005-12-02T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:59:18.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alot of things happened. i just have to say this even if you dont come here any more. i may not be ur friend who you'll talk  to now or ever again. but i'm always here and i'll do my best to help. i went back to the stop today, i guess i know i'll nv hear that again. i will not be the same as well. i think i rather have that you stay that way in my memory. i finally have the courage to send that final msg.  if tears were to fall, i guess thats the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm having fever. didnt even know. i mean had melody not suddenly came over, i wouldnt have reliased my headache was because of it. cannot take it when it was beginning to start the first of the 3hr lecture.haiz.. after the medication feeling sleepy. den slept in the bus home... [that day of CNY II??] anyway, now i'm off to slp.night. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[[every time i'm sick, i send those weird msges. but they're the msges that needed courage most.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113353555875496783?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113353555875496783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113353555875496783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/alot-of-things-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113345069723351479</id><published>2005-12-01T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:24:57.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you ask.. which of it i really meant. the last part of the msn nick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;`原来爱上一个人好不容易` [i wont easily believe in promises.] `我却相信爱你是天意` /she must be a big exception. is it her or me?or is it me or you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, i fell like bambi this morning.. lOls. dunno why also. now i'm tired.. night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113345069723351479?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113345069723351479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113345069723351479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113335409360714882</id><published>2005-11-30T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:45:12.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;lets see... MY THEORY TEST IS NOT GOING TO SURVIVE!! ='( i have a bad feeling abt it. okie i confess.. i didnt really study. oh no.. sorry. but i must thank those above,christine,karine,shimin,jiejun,siyan.. hehe.. cause make them explain till i understand. lOls. jiejun n shimin.. you 2 owe me a treat if you get a B or higher hor!! *bleah* another confession, i ehh.. i didnt do tutorial so lecturer abit erm.. unhappy. =XxX why she say till like that lei??.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;cherie: want to watch movie on friday?? uh-oh cause tt's the only day i can make it till next week.. let me know =) thanks for helping with the blogskin. thank you! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;lOls.. i will not lose that bet! everyone must help me.. he's going down! hehe christine must help me!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/5141158944627l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="118" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/320/5141158944627l.jpg" width="112" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no mood. you know it, i know it.oh no why bother.. afterall its freedom. [i'll still close my eyes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113335409360714882?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113335409360714882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113335409360714882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113326788266890661</id><published>2005-11-29T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T20:57:15.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please dont give me the "good" feeling. the more i feel weird... its more to it i believe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh my.. guys are really guys.. cant imagine he said that in front of the whole class.and outside.. ewwww... anyway, christine wore SKIRT. yoz! =D today missed one lecture cause had the 3hr break b4 tt lecture. but had to buy cake and tml have test which.. erm.. i've not studied. =XxX dunno why i slack so much also. only know i dun feel that great. theres no aim in studying ever since i heard that. why wouldnt anyone say anything. why wouldnt they help me?? just tell me and when i'm sure of it, i would at least be sure of where and get back to my feet soon. but if you're afraid that i would get sad.. i think i'll feel more miserable not knowing and being kept a fool. please help me. please let me see the light once again. i hate myself. hate that i cant focus any more. stupid me. haiz...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did i also say the black kitten returned?? its been here for a few days le. even coming back but.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont dare me oh... i can irritate you alright. =P give you attitude is also possible =P cause you're ignored!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;show you some pics we took.. my hair damn messy. lOls.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/Image(642).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" height="114" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/200/Image%28642%29.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/Image(648).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="115" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/200/Image%28648%29.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; enjoy. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/Image(646).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="125" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/200/Image%28646%29.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/Image(644).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/200/Image%28644%29.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113326788266890661?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113326788266890661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113326788266890661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/please-dont-give-me-good-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113318325472232283</id><published>2005-11-28T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:17:40.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haiz.. life is so upside down. ='( and i thought i shld be happy that today had only one lecture in the morning. first day to end early. but den.. haiz.. shldnt have said a thing. stupid me. my fault again. shld have taken the blame.. why am i so STUPID!!!!!! hate myself.. so dumb. shall shut up next time. i dont want to say anything in front of you already. later only cause more problems.....eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, suppose to benefit from bio practical today but.. i dont think i did cause all the specimens like went to hiding mode.=XxX thought of doing clinical practice.. i did! but for one of it.. nope! so sad.. den another class came in to practice and we were driven out. haiz.. sad right?? or is this monday blues?? met yuqing today in the mrt den chat with her on the way to sch. =) meet zl on the way back. haha.. first time see him. *opps* came home to have some rest and watched soccer. haha. lets see, i better go off soon. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*opps* they know abt here already. =XxX nvm lets keep it hush hush okie?? =) hope my dear friend is fine. nv see her smile le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he said, everything has its reason. but i cant accept the reason!!! but thanks for being there lately. just dont stare! i'm scared of that. =XxX lols. i always get you into trouble. sorry. aiyo.. how do i change that huh?? feeling gulity somehow =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[i cant get that voice i heard out!! but if i hadnt heard,i couldnt have decided.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113318325472232283?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113318325472232283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113318325472232283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113309954874099310</id><published>2005-11-27T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T21:52:28.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you shld have seen the sky last night.=XxX actually it was 2am early this morning. cause there were  lots of stars. =) yesterday was out till abt 6pm today.. =XxX had girls night. lOls. had supper at 1am at triple 8 plaza. the 4 of us were hungry esp me!! i didnt have dinner. and we all were so terrified by a rat. ya. quite huge... eeeekkk..  den went back to the hse n watched how to lose a guy in 10 days dvd [again].. =X while the others had manicure done.. was there eating chocolates. *yummy* now i'm hungry =X eat alot le. by the time we finished was abt 4plus ba.. den we went nuts n crazy n took pictures.=D cause no mahjong tiles again =Xbut it was still very fun!! by 5am, SH say she'll slp first... while we intend to watch some makeup thingy for a while but MQ off the lights and made me very slpy. *opps* yeah.. in the end wx and i say we going to slp le. while MQ played games.. dunno what time she slp also.=X by the time i half woke up was 9am. but no one was awake. all sleeping very soundly. plus my ipod at the other end of the table.. so lazy to get! i went back to slp. but woke up again at 10am or so.. den decided to get it. listen to it till i saw wx waking up. haha.. den we talked all the way till abt 2pm?? but someone was listening to us. =XxX nvm. lOls.  actually we talked since yesterday night already abt alot of things but had more to say in the morning!! cant believe us.. so noisy also. haha.  i learn alot too and i know how to rationale le.. but still no way of turning back cause time wont be turned back for me. had lunch at cwp, met a number of pple from evg. and den went to walk abt at civics too. wanted to borrow chinese story books for chermaine so she can read to pass her time at home but not much books available. sorry girl =XxX but we thought of you. =) next time i must have another day like tt spent. =)  i think i gain weight from this though =XxX lOls.. eat so much. haha but i like eating. *opps* you pple do take care and have fun  too =D its been some time since i did this. thanks girls, wx,mq,sh.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[. i wont easily believe in promises .]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113309954874099310?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113309954874099310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113309954874099310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-shld-have-seen-sky-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113300259529785277</id><published>2005-11-25T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T18:59:00.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not home yet, but i manage to get a computer with the internet connection so yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm back again. maybe i did the wrong thing. but do you know i feel weird, why treat me so good?? why so afraid i would meet you?? sometimes i just dont understand. but i guess i really know why i made my final decision this night. crying wont solve anymore. i'll face it. wont hide cause time has proven this cant be done. i wish you all the best again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you lied to me but i;ve no more feelings to be sad, just dont understand why. you nv answer my questions anyway. guess i'm lost. i wish i knew what i really want some how.i've solved alot of things, my heart feels like the weight has been lifted. but i'm half-lost in this place. tell me where do i go?? who do i look for?? maybe i shld leap for joy.. december is coming once again. my second favourite month. maybe partying would get me back. i'll go and enjoy once exams are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey, i miss myself =XxX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where were you when i needed you most?!? =ME&amp;amp;HIM= where are you when i need you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113300259529785277?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113300259529785277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113300259529785277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-not-home-yet-but-i-manage-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113274973615476271</id><published>2005-11-23T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T19:08:08.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;我一个人独自开着车  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;在这熟悉不过回家途中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;空着的前座&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;仿佛路没尽头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;房里你睡过的双人床&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;浴室镜台上落单的牙刷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;现在都寂寞&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;只有狗陪伴我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;朋友说&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你走了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;劝我别想的太多&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你说过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你爱我&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;手机里的留言&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你曾这么说&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你给我的留言&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;反复听了几遍&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;短短几句&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;像看见你的脸&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;没了你我只能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;活在回忆里面&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;删除它勇敢一点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;决定爱你之前&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;对爱轻描淡写&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你微笑着说&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;有我你会快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;守候我的电话&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;变成你的寄托&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;那一年的冬天&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;被你感动&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;朋友说&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你走了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;劝我别想的太多&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你说过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你爱我&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;手机里的留言&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你曾这么说...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你给我的留言&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;反复听了几遍&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;短短几句&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;像看见你的脸&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;没了你我只能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;活在回忆里面&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;删除它勇敢一点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;决定爱你之前&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;对爱轻描淡写&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你微笑着说&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;有我你会快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;守候我的电话&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;变成你的寄托&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;那一年的冬天   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;被你感动...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;站在镜前反复的思索&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;镜里的我样子渐渐朦胧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;认不出我&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;那一天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;你给我的留言&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;反复听了几遍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;短短几句&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;像看见你的脸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;没了你我只能&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;活在回忆里面&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;删除它勇敢一点&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;决定爱你之前&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;对爱轻描淡写&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;担心爱情永远&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;难以实现&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;守候你的电话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;不再是我的寄托&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;没有了你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;我学着重新生活哦......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113274973615476271?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113274973615476271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113274973615476271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113266482668413427</id><published>2005-11-22T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T21:44:41.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really dun understand. theres no point in asking more pple to play ur game. please stop. its hurtful enough. haiz. knew life wouldnt be that peaceful at all.. one after another.. still thought new semster new n happy days but i guess, every step is just another trouble. i can only say i'm glad theres only one person in the class which has mood swings as and when she likes. but you know what?? i'm afraid.. i'm afraid what happened in 2003 would happen though maybe not so serious but i'm also not the person where i can forever keep my cool. i used to think class was the only place i could run to again.. but no more..i feel more lost. i love the class pple but den why does this happen?? why choose me only to let me find out that?? i dun quite understand... guess its my fault too for asking someone to be there and caused myself to be dragged in. but why when another does it, you still blame me??? i dun understand. why do u like to keep it in but always talk behind my back?? its okie if i didnt hear but ur tone n speech. haiz. what did i do wrong now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it really over?? i hope not yet.......... haiz.. i dun wish to know. only wish to slp on it and hide. can it really be over???????? night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Why don't you call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Are you afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Your friends all told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You think I'm all that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well it don't make sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's just craziness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ooh I need to know where were at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wondering why, you're acting this way baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wondering why, you can't find any words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maybe someone told you a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Or maybe you're just being shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Keep wondering why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Why when you see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You pretend I'm not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But when I see your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Somehow you seem to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Unbelievable, inconceivable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Need to know if we're going anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wondering why, you're acting this way baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wondering why, you can't find any words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maybe someone told you a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Or maybe you're just being shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Keep wondering why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well it don't make senseIt's just craziness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ooh I need to know where were at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wondering why, you're acting this way baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wondering why, you can't find any words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Maybe someone told you a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Or maybe you're just being shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Keep wondering why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113266482668413427?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113266482668413427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113266482668413427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-really-dun-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113257791509674710</id><published>2005-11-21T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T20:58:35.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;soooo sweeettttt.... =) i was abt to come here and rattle that my life was horrible.. den they came and called me sweetie n baby.. lOls. wah.. now i feel like i'm so pampered. keke. as i was saying, was really sick of going for lectures.. i dunno why somehow, i just felt like i wanted to be alone or have someone crap with me all through the night like b4. just that this time i dunno why daddy left to hk and i was feeling ='(  not the first time but suddenly i miss someone being at home always. wont see him for a month.. dunno why i just feel lost. mummy n nicky also wont be here.. no one to accompany at all. i just know why i always had that thought in my mind.. i adapted right from the start but why now, i'm feeling lost??? i wish i knew. i wish someone was here. i dunno if its me or just that feeling.. i feel stressed by my life esp in school.. where can i unwind??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WS: thanks for that day. sick also came to find me for a while. get well soon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i "talked" to him today. k norh.. i wish i hadnt though but nvm cause at that time really no choice plus had the courage. *dunno why*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[hope this song can be heard.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113257791509674710?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113257791509674710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113257791509674710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/soooo-sweeettttt.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113231862538498958</id><published>2005-11-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T20:57:05.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SR: thanks for helping me. =) take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alot of things happened. wanted to watch h.p. today but nah.. forget it. after a while i was not that in the mood and i dun wish to spoil the day. anyway, very tired today cause ended late and started sch early... haiz.. ohya, FULL moon. =) i saw it this morning. =XxX walking in th morning to school.. wahhhh... wore my sis t-shirt hahaha... can fit!! mummy still ask "s" huh?? haha.. also today Faz ask both of us directly a qn i never thought anyone asked till so direct. =XxX answer is NO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday, was very funny but den again there was this 2 girls i'm not sure if they're pissed at me or... firstly say i sounded angry.. i didnt even felt that way. i mean yes, weilin n i was in a rush and it was just a mere question.. but say sorry le.. den insult me indirectly. nvm i shall "ren". Zhang is like in the middle and its my fault cause recieved scolding also. aiyo.. really sorry.. didnt mean to make you not want to go to sch. SORRY! haiz, anyway used to diao look already... but yesterday met cherie n she pass me back calculator =D but den i waited at that station for abt 30-45mins cause every alternate train stops there and the rest are packed. luckily have someone acc. haha. reached home, couldnt find the h.p. book... didnt know why i call him also actually.. only could remember he borrowed to read it.. so weird of me too, cannot find things and i would still call him.. i must have been half in dream land to have done that cause usually no courage. cherie say i very funny, call just to ask tt.. but really what am i to say?? &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"""how are you?? had a new gf recently??"" &lt;/span&gt;this is like so lame already.... finally, it feels that the talk is more calm.. is it only me that feels that way?? more or less, exam is ending too.. and the weight in my heart seems to just go and i'm feeling much better.. thank you for answering my prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talking abt him, the day b4 went back to a place i nv thought i would have gone again, but dorine wanted to eat there so.. yup! went there for her bday. wx kept asking if i was okie. yup.. okie norh.. what am i to say??? terribly not fine?? =XxX but its not their fault just that i wasnt feeling well.. had cough n flu plus it was raining.. so sad. but it was FUN. enjoyed myself cause ended one ica the day b4. having too many movies i want to watch le... but also having my assessment and ica.. must plan. =) maybe watch 2 movies a day.. hahahahaha.. hopefully have pple acc me.. i dun want to watch alone!!!! eeeeekkkk..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/Heffalumpback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/200/Heffalumpback.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy holidays to the rest =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[you can never fully understand a person and that makes it interesting]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113231862538498958?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113231862538498958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113231862538498958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/sr-thanks-for-helping-me.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113201107921146574</id><published>2005-11-15T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T07:31:19.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;busy and tired. no time to come here at all. yesterday, had jab done. but after that i had a very bad reaction.. i mean to me is like a bad reaction.. i started to feel the heat and my face was red like blushing like that. esp my nose =XxX aiyo... plus clinical wore jacket so was HOT!! i'm like burning inside with the room cold. went home had fever.. haiz.. slept then someone woke me up on the phone. in the end nv slp le.. talk on the phone and also to mq den do work le. haiz.. i'm sleepy.. now.. but have sch. ='( anyway, wish me luck hehe.. having ica..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hear all was pretty easy and much do-able. i guess i did make the right choice and i guess half my heart can relax especially if you had done ur part. =) i have no regret on it le.. God bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/1600/smile_kitty1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="154" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2325/588/320/smile_kitty1.0.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;That's When...&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113201107921146574?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113201107921146574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113201107921146574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/busy-and-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8572598.post-113175633709907812</id><published>2005-11-12T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T08:58:50.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this few days have been BUSY.. cause of ica. haiz.. rushing like mad.. =XxX today still have to do. aiyo.. no break! i'm  tired. haiz.. next week is worst. have to rush to get alot of things done. dun even know if have time for dorine's birthday outing. haiz. sorry worx. but i will do my best to come. thursday: *sigh*.  DONT CALL ME SILLY GIRL!! you're not my bf.  friday: much better than the previous.. lols. cause i manage to go out with wx,sh,chermaine. =) went to SH's hse for dinner.. our big sis of the group cook for us.. hehe.. den chermaine help us wash dishes... wah.. THANKS. so pampered.. den we watch 'just like heaven' =D NICE!! hehe.. it is if you're into those romance shows. =) den shop abt and went home. i dunno why that road feels scary. i dont like that feeling. haiz.. no one understands anyway. *thought he did, but he didnt* anyway, gtg. tc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8572598-113175633709907812?l=dreamy-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113175633709907812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8572598/posts/default/113175633709907812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-nights.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-few-days-have-been-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>stars-at-night</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></entry></feed>
