<?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-784956689105992040</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:11:12.023+08:00</updated><category term='.'/><title type='text'>YEARN FOR YOUR TRUE SMILE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6056386994290842146</id><published>2009-04-02T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:56:47.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Moved :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KINDLY RELINK MATES (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paperheartsneak.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;www.paperheartsneak.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;With Loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ying Hui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6056386994290842146?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6056386994290842146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6056386994290842146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6056386994290842146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6056386994290842146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-moved-d.html' title='I Have Moved :D'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-399593528235300187</id><published>2009-02-03T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:22:18.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"YOU" are the reason ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Upon your arrival, i am always trying.Till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i should know when i see your profile, i will get hurt.well your friendliness worries me.you want to make friends i won't say anything.well i'm aint anyone to you.you can make friends so am i uh? perhaps that what you think.but well too bad i don't make friends. your comments on that girl's profile makes me know which is your cup of tea.maybe she is your cup of tea but doesnt mean you're hers. well i dont have the right to stop you knowing friends.because i'm no one to you.HAHA! but seriously, if you regret what you have said in the past, i allow you to keep your words back.like i say, i'm always prepare for those situations. seriously, i start to dislike dragging parts.you pretend not to remember, you didnt pick up the topic again.since you didnt pick up the topics again.i shall pretend not to remember or in fact we dont have anything happened before. so what if we remember? it's still a history.you move on fast.i'm glad you are actually making new girl friends. bigger circles, higher changes. dont worry Leonard, i wont pick up those topic with you anymore.because i know it's useless.i bet you won't have time to think about those too.dont worry, no more those topic anymore.i believe you wont feel comfortable with it too.seriously if you want to leave, i also wont stay in the past either.no point.i just need your words.and i promise to leave. i promise to leave the memories. i promise to stay without your exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i'm lost. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=txtq29e7KQo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=txtq29e7KQo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-399593528235300187?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/399593528235300187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=399593528235300187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/399593528235300187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/399593528235300187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/02/upon-your-arrival-i-am-always-trying.html' title='&quot;YOU&quot; are the reason ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-8182626553485200619</id><published>2009-02-01T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:47:54.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throw me away ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;projects hit hard on my head this time round.Ideas for V day must be creative.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ideas like, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sell Rose? NO. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sell Chocolate?BORING.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sell Candy Floss?PLEASE BE MORE CREATIVE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Budget?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Try to be as low as possible luh it would be better if no money is invloved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Therefore, Shi Jia and i tried to look for wholesale supplier for most budget patries n . Gosh! It's freaking hard to find the party supplier in Singapore.even though S'pore have but where is it?They just hide their factories either in the centre of nowhere or ulu road.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shi Jia recommend Ms Loh to drive all the way to buy.I agreed.Well cheaper and more choices.Ms Loh agreed with our suggestions just that she is afraid of robbery.LOL! Well drop this idea. Shall continue searching for wholesale supplier in SINGAPORE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;solo search for party supplier from The Concourse to Rochor Center to Bugis Street.But non was a success one.damnit! though i found but either they never supply or price are beyond our expectations.And i swear the whole journey are complete by my 2 legs.dad took my e zlink card for top up.it's really killing me.and i shall call myself a fool for wearing whole black.STUPID&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;discussion and project tomorrow. practical assignment test on it way.Lord bless me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the barrier he build is too high. there is no way i can cross over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i'm lost.totally lost. i surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just dont understand.your actions seems like avoiding me.what have i done wrong? whenever i online, you will offline or when i online, you will appear busy.hey what really went wrong?if you hate me or what, just say out alright?i really dont understand.well we didnt chat, i accept the fact that we dont have topic to talk.i accept the fact that maybe you are busy.i can accept the fact that maybe you are attracted to other girl.i can accept all the fact because i'm always mentally prepared to received those news. there is just few questions i wish to know. do you still regard me as your friends? do you still remember me as your friend? do you still remember the things you said to me in the past? i bet you still remember but you just cant be bother to think again.your actions told me you are avoiding me.i dont wish you to label me as a stalker.come on! i view your profile is because i want to know how's your life going on. i'm scare that you are seeing girl.if you saw me looking at your profile, i'm sorry. just tell me.i will stop whatever i'm doing. this is not the first time when i online, you will appear away or offline. i get your hint. if my appear will make you uncomfortable, i will block you.so that you wont see me online nor feel very uneasy.pardon me for being harsh this time round.i'm totally tired of it.cant you just treat me normally? my exist really make you feel uncomfortable? fine! no more communications from now onwards.you force me to be like this.&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/784956689105992040-8182626553485200619?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8182626553485200619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=8182626553485200619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8182626553485200619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8182626553485200619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/02/throw-me-away.html' title='Throw me away ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1720647611851659962</id><published>2009-01-26T00:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:47:09.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;“在春节来临之即，第一通M1特别推出《我认识大熊我骄傲》和《徐晓鸿认&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;我,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;自豪》系列活动物凡活动期间，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;从初一每晚午夜到窗前大喊“徐晓鸿（Alex）祝你幸福”9遍，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;便有机会赢得2009元的话费。编辑短信“大熊，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;我想请你吃饭”到_______ 就有机会和偶像零距离的接触或直接拨打电话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;聆听偶像&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;声音！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;行动吧，机会在手中梦想在身边，心动不如行动，机不可失，失不再来！祝你黑皮牛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Year！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My cousin is wonderful! He always have creative message every year.Celebrations without him will be boring.No one to crap with, to gamble with.Finally he is back to Singapore to celebrate with us.Cousin Yuney hope you are having a great time at Canberra (: Jun Kai will eat up your portion for you! (: haha lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can't wait to reunion with relatives tomorrow! Miss all my cousins!! Cards, Mahjong and snacks awaiting for us tomorrow :DD Can't wait to all Aunties traditional Hakka food :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last but not least, may everyone be wealth and happy! May all your wishes fulfil :D Smile always ((: HAPPY 牛 YEAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;finally i realised the feeling wasn't there anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you didnt say much, so i remain slient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm always prepare to receive or sense anything that ain't right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you deserve your own life. you deserve a good life, a good lady in your life (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;takecare, you will always in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Smile and be happy always,boy. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-1720647611851659962?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1720647611851659962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1720647611851659962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1720647611851659962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1720647611851659962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year-d_26.html' title='HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR :D'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5211389945860224199</id><published>2009-01-23T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:55:57.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jolly ride me ;</title><content type='html'>Whining while on the way to Orchard with Estee.Fool burst our mind out!We just can't accept the freaking facts.LOL!Anyway, that the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a Lanvin Perfume.Sweet! (: Long pants.Hopefully everything blend well on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Monster with Estee and Esther.(: Make appointment with Nail Salon.Perhaps i shall just cancel my appointment.save money and shall DIY.Financial crisis now.*oneself.Idea was there and shall buy the nail polish tomorrow :D WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visting St John Home tomorrow with AFS Entrepreneurship Club.Preparing O Nee for 200 elderly. great challenge for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4rd round of shopping tommorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed with sick bud.such a good timing.damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;defeat by the slience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;even looking you from far, i'm satisfy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss you badly, Leonard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5211389945860224199?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5211389945860224199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5211389945860224199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5211389945860224199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5211389945860224199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/jolly-ride-me.html' title='Jolly ride me ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-8886327754485528057</id><published>2009-01-22T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:30:29.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's deep down, irreplacable. I'm Stingy ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speak slowly&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear you&lt;br /&gt;My mind keeps spinning&lt;br /&gt;Closer and closer&lt;br /&gt;To the rain on the roof&lt;br /&gt;And the rain in my head&lt;br /&gt;And the things that you said&lt;br /&gt;Keep on sinking further ahead&lt;br /&gt;But I'm stuck here&lt;br /&gt;Getting misty over you&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone on a bicycle for two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;flood my days with thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;does it happened too real?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or just another mind challenge games?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;your immediate care that day really touched me.i swear.that day i really feel your warmth, your caring.but when i think twice, do you care for the sake of caring?happened to see?or just concerning a friend? i dont know.you just gave me mixed feeling. when i look at the pictures, i keep wondering are you attached?though there isnt any clue from your profile or msn.but from pictures, i start to wild guess.from near you look as though you are taking a ladies's handbag, 2 rootbeer pictures, saying i love this rootbeer float.does it equal to i love her?i really dont know.did you call other girls,"girl" too? i dont know.but i'm sure you did say to some girls.but the "girl" things i can confirm.now i'm twisting my fingers hoping i'm wrong.really wrong.girls well that cant be impossible. i hope you call simply for being friendly and close.i really dont know do you have close girlfriends and fall for them?gosh!questions keep popping into my head.i'm just too afraid to lose you.i'm scare you being close to how i wish i wont wild guess anymore.it's tiring.it impossible for me to get assurance from you.cause there isnt any reason for you to do.you have better things to do either.i'm just hoping all my thoughts are wrong.i must have trust in you.but do you still remember that night?what you had said to me?asking me to give you more time? perhaps i had given you too much time to give up.or perhaps you cant be bothered with what we said before? you left me clueless. i just wish you still remember me and our past.cause i can swear i wont forget.those school days, those nights, those outing, those small things you did.it's just too sweet for me to forget.i'm sorry.i'm stingy.i wont fall for others.just you.pardon me for hiding your images, your names deep down in my heart.your name are just too familiar in my memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-8886327754485528057?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8886327754485528057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=8886327754485528057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8886327754485528057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8886327754485528057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-deep-down-irreplacable-im-stingy.html' title='It&apos;s deep down, irreplacable. I&apos;m Stingy ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1937304992585250424</id><published>2009-01-19T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:38:22.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am SO happy ((((: ;</title><content type='html'>i appreciate all your hardships&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate your kindness.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;don't get overboard with your comments and your sacastic attitude.&lt;br /&gt;i might be patience and tolerate your nonsenses.&lt;br /&gt;but when things are beyond my limit, pardon me for being rude.&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally sick and tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;let me feel the warmth and happiness please.&lt;br /&gt;must i really find a way to find happiness and warmth?&lt;br /&gt;it need 2 hands to clap too.&lt;br /&gt;i have tried but i failed.&lt;br /&gt;i won't take initiatives to pleased you all anymore&lt;br /&gt;BULLSHIT! NOT ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;since you all can't find the trust on me, there's nothing i can say.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i won't give a fucking damn on it.&lt;br /&gt;you all don't deserve my good.&lt;br /&gt;whatever you did, you say, i won't give a fucking care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give me that fucking look.so what if i spill the things? come on! few chips! if you think that few chocolate chips MEAN SO MUCH to you, i'll pay.too bad, that ain't yours.HAHA!don't even test my patience. stop showing your fuck up face.you are worst than the cowdung.YUCKS! get your way off my sight. you screwed my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you taught me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i learnt from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-1937304992585250424?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1937304992585250424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1937304992585250424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1937304992585250424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1937304992585250424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-so-happy.html' title='i am SO happy ((((: ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-3749385971669897672</id><published>2009-01-18T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:34:22.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm tired ;</title><content type='html'>Spree recently at Town was great! :D finally 70% of the things i want on shopping list are granted! but still yet not satisfy.all right, which girl won't ask for more shopping bags on their wardrobe? Now, i'm waiting for Friday to come and polish my nails! :D lust for perm hair.alright shall wait for Ben's news (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't find the trust, the bond anymore. the belonging wasn't there anymore.returning is a no way matter for me anymore.but asking me to help out in events, i will. i don't crave for any positions or memberships.i'm utterly disappointed and speechless. i wash my hand of this matter, this used to be a happy and lively place. thank for those days, friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;the conversations &lt;em&gt;used to&lt;/em&gt; be long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;the words &lt;em&gt;used to&lt;/em&gt; be so touching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;1/5 is a significant memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but the memories left are always sweet and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-3749385971669897672?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3749385971669897672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=3749385971669897672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3749385971669897672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3749385971669897672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-tired.html' title='i&apos;m tired ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-8867489396577248641</id><published>2009-01-14T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:21:58.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-8867489396577248641?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8867489396577248641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=8867489396577248641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8867489396577248641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8867489396577248641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-8975584178741893190</id><published>2009-01-13T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:41:08.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You left it behind ;</title><content type='html'>Lesson ended early! :D Estee is disappointed her sucri wasn't in school this morning! fated luh! haha lol *kidding! Town-ed with Estee and Esther (: account will only be activate at 2pm.Walked around time reaches 2.Shopping list is in my mind but those items i wanted are either out of stock or sold.Damnit!Disappointed! Perhaps i shall shop often till i saw my dream bag :D Wanted a old school white shoes but there isn't any sight of it.damn!Walked past Adidas Original, this pair of San Smith caught my eyes.Prices are very reasonable and sort of what i like?Yup.Town spree this Fri! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unspoken truths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;things won't work well anymore.i wish i can ignore what you had written,what you had said, what you had done.but those are well kept inside.finding ways not to think of it but there no ways other than swallow the ache.you know yourself the best.i believe you had chosen the right path.there nothing i can say or to be done.it's too late for me to add on.if only i were to spare with some times, i believe i will work out with it.but things are just too late for me to spout nonsense. your path is right, she is right for you.believe in your intuition.shower her with all your love, care, concern and patience.pamper her.i bet, you will in her mind forever.if she were to break up with you, she will think twice. i believe in my intuition, you are eyeing someone and soon will be together. i believe in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-8975584178741893190?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8975584178741893190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=8975584178741893190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8975584178741893190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8975584178741893190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-left-it-behind.html' title='You left it behind ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6318382420817838365</id><published>2009-01-11T22:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:04:45.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ecstasy ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;BEST WISHES! MY DEAREST O LEVEL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;FRIENDS! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;never thought of i start the video call with you.i was of course happy.glad to see you, since months we didnt meet out.i was damn scare.overall it's the first time i chat with you through video call.you told me you were shy.though i wasnt shy but really anxious.FIRST TIME! you show your spongebob, hiding your face. on the other hand, i always think you are eyeing other girl or even getting attached. your profile's picture shown 2 rootbeer, a person picture you from opposite. 2 rootbeers? a picture from opposite? things put together somehow will get a picture dating someone.just 2 rootbeers.unless only you and the other person ordered rootbeers. anw, your 2 pictures really makes me think of those situations. but really, i was happy to hear from you again. (: actually, before we start any conversations my mood sunk. i keep thinking are you attached? are you eyeing anyone? what if you really are?what will be my reactions? you make me think twice of our relationships.i treasure it.will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you bought me up for a rollercoaster ride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;high and down, high and down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you rock my nights.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6318382420817838365?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6318382420817838365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6318382420817838365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6318382420817838365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6318382420817838365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-ecstasy.html' title='My Ecstasy ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-7500706111030482331</id><published>2009-01-10T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:23:45.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The feeling is dry ;</title><content type='html'>Doctor said my ankle now are sensitive to ache.damnit! No more cold drink.No more long distance walk.No more running. IMPOSSIBLE IMPOSSIBLE! anw,shall see how.lol haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went Pitshopcafe with Pei Wen, Pei Jing and Yi Xiang. Good place to slack and chat with friends. Variety of board games to choose.Sum up, good place to chill with friends (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Walked around at city area.Headed home. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Weekends always end so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;希望聽到有人會提到 你好不好?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;if the bridge are broken, can it still be mend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i wish it can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-7500706111030482331?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7500706111030482331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=7500706111030482331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7500706111030482331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7500706111030482331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/feeling-is-dry.html' title='The feeling is dry ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-4054732050618955293</id><published>2009-01-09T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:05:40.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of you ;</title><content type='html'>amount received is not as much as i thought. hopefully i still have some amount left by the end of the month.gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astons with Clique! :D walked around at PS.Friday is the only day for us to walk around, enjoying ourselves.Time table really tie us tight down.But for the sake of candying, it's rather worth uh? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, spree won't be on Sunday for me. ): cash only will be able to withdraw on Tuesday.It's really killing me! thought of ways to spent money really can't sastify my needs.DAMNDAMNDAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how are you? are you doing fine?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yearn to receive your news soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your images are running down deep in my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;imy.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-4054732050618955293?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4054732050618955293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=4054732050618955293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4054732050618955293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4054732050618955293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-mind-is-running-slow.html' title='Because of you ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-2917849703647095394</id><published>2009-01-07T22:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:00:57.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I could ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;IP Man yesterday with Pei Wen and Yi Xiang.Donnie Yen impressed me with his real Kung Fu and cool mindsets.WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule is killing us! everyone whined like old women, old men.damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 6th sense told me in the morning this time round i can see what i yearn for.And I'm right! Throughout the whole journey Les Sucre Candi is never out of my view.My eyes stick tight to Sucre.it's my Ecstasy! *rock my head hard.Name hang on my mouth for whole day.Wait.What am i doing? Damnit. I'm too crazy about it this time.Well, being fed with Ecstasy. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tolerance is getting limited.stay off my way.&lt;br /&gt;i'm no longer reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;take it or leave it.can't be bother anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientations this friday!Getting excited! :D&lt;br /&gt;Shopping list is longgg but spare time is short. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how have you been?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;are you doing fine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;takecare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i meant it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish i was there to look after,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your health, your life, your happiness threaten my feeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-2917849703647095394?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2917849703647095394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=2917849703647095394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2917849703647095394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2917849703647095394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/allow-me-to-know-you-well-may-i.html' title='I wish I could ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-342396196502302190</id><published>2009-01-04T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:12:03.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a hidden message ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0067-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Picture0067-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0054-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Picture0054-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0053-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Picture0053-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0086-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Picture0086-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0090-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Picture0090-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0133-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Picture0133-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0125-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Picture0125-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school starting soon!damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye nails,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye endless sleep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye holidays.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;give me a break,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm tired of this guessing game&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i surrender.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-342396196502302190?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/342396196502302190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=342396196502302190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/342396196502302190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/342396196502302190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-hidden-message.html' title='it&apos;s a hidden message ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-7782571985540382037</id><published>2009-01-01T22:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:37:29.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your exist tied me down tight ;</title><content type='html'>celebration at Transtar, Hock Seng Building with colleagues.Alright, I'm working recently.reason to spill the bean out now is I'M FREE FROM TIGHT SCHEDULE :D. okay get back to point, mini clubbing in office.late for party and was force to drink Chivas with green tea.don't really like so added more green tea into it.i still prefer wine and beer to liquor (: Carlsberg is my first bottle coming up with Tiger.gosh! i can't believe myself drinking so much.damnit! camwhore with colleagues and their friends.they are too friendly till i was stunned.indulging myself on a massage chair with RnB pop songs.woot! some of them start to get drunk and talk nonsense.lol. colleague's friend start to vomit.he drank a lot of Martini before joining us.WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down to Carke Quay for 2nd round of clubbing.initially we were at Clinic but they didn't serve food so went to Indo Chine.Great place to drink and relax with a group of friends.I managed to get into their bars or should i say the waitress didn't give a damn? Anw, people say i look as though like 23.well that could be a good new too!meaning i can get into pub without any check.haha! get myself a lychee martini.not used to it strong mouthfeel but yeah.it taste good (: 猜拳 with Emerson and Edwin. should i label myself as 拳后 or just count myself being lucky? haha.xue zhen and hui ying played 海带.brought alot of laughter to us.xue zhen was just too excited and she break her fruit juice.LOAO! people were giggling when they were playing and shout loudly as though they were drunk. Jia Yi and Do Do (rather a cute name on a guy) went for clubbing.it's rather cheap.$25 enterance fee.camwhore again (: bar seems like closing soon so we intended to take cab home but tons of people were waiting so we walked down from Clarke Quay to Lavender.Saw Anthony, Kelvin, Kenneth, Kong Hwee and Wen Qin.damn happy luh! didn't get to see them for a month.and we actually bumped at SMU Uni.haha! guys off to slack at Esplanade.Jia Yi, Do Do, Benjamin cabbed home.Rest of us walked home.damnit man! super tired and brain don't really function well anymore.walked and walked.so near yet so far.reached home at 6am.bathe and knocked down dead on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright PICTURES ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT09501-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT09501-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT095411-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT095411-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT0970-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT0970-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT09711-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT09711-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT0995-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT0995-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you started it but you ended it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;what can i say? what can i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you suffocate me with your ignorance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;it's painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;IMY, L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-7782571985540382037?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7782571985540382037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=7782571985540382037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7782571985540382037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7782571985540382037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/your-exist-tied-me-down-tight.html' title='your exist tied me down tight ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-4056017797451904823</id><published>2008-12-31T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:43:39.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;LET'S PARTY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-4056017797451904823?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4056017797451904823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=4056017797451904823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4056017797451904823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4056017797451904823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-3570863023237850387</id><published>2008-12-31T00:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:13:11.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKFUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! FUCK ALL THE SHIT OUT! THINGS REALLY SCREWED LIKE HELL! FUCK THE SHIT OUT!FUCK THE SCREWED!DAMN HOLY SHIT ASS! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK!FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-3570863023237850387?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3570863023237850387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=3570863023237850387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3570863023237850387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3570863023237850387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-8736239525089658053</id><published>2008-12-27T00:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:21:10.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>沉默玩具 ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;变成一个影 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;隐藏了自己 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱情困难呼吸 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我是沉默玩具 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;执着对你无限期 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;模糊我自己 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不愿升上白旗 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;输了你的游戏 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我看到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你和他对街拥抱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什麽爱上你的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什麽一厢情愿的人会难过 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什麽对你舍不得 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;总是我 爱上你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;需要那真情意 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;收在日记里 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;寂寞天天不休息 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;让甜蜜全也忘记 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;幸福不再美丽 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;可是我会在意 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;执着对你无限期 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;模糊我自己 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不愿升上白旗 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;输了你的游戏 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你和他对街拥抱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我看到 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什麽爱上你的人是我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什麽一厢情愿的人会难过 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什麽对你舍不得 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;总是我 爱上你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;需要那真情意 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;收在日记里 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什麽对你舍不得 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;总是我 还是你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;需要那真情意 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;真爱你的人会难过 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什麽对你舍不得 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;总是我 还是你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;需要那真情意 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;收在日记里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-8736239525089658053?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8736239525089658053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=8736239525089658053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8736239525089658053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8736239525089658053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_27.html' title='沉默玩具 ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5012462913578745000</id><published>2008-12-26T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:02:52.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you still there? ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0330editsgflea1-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/IMG_0330editsgflea1-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0866sgflea1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/DSC_0866sgflea1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=00029ft51-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/00029ft51-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=A4JYPLRCAVRQGYBCA6HIESWCA4RHOC2CAGD.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/A4JYPLRCAVRQGYBCA6HIESWCA4RHOC2CAGD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are on my shopping list! initially i thought this is a watch designed to be like a belt.BUT NO!it's a bracelet.damn cool! this remind me of Baby G. *dont ask me why.i dont know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2800795433_bdbdee38ea1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/2800795433_bdbdee38ea1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2801650386_38470c2e161-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/2801650386_38470c2e161-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shall save up and grant myself with this wish.not Canon anymore.it's Nikon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good job yinghui! you did it! good pat on my shoulder *pat.though i have made it but there isn't any reason for me to get happy.he is no longer there for me to share my joy with.it's meaningless&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All this while i'm either tonning outside or saving up.gosh! my life have turned upside down by events.but that the only time when friends can get together and PLAY! :D Qing Gong Yan tomorrow! another tonning session. hopefully i won't turn into walking vampire by the end of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE MY &lt;span style="color:#ff045c;"&gt;NAILS &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;takecare, bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/784956689105992040-5012462913578745000?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5012462913578745000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5012462913578745000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5012462913578745000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5012462913578745000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-you-still-there.html' title='are you still there? ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-892277760128623666</id><published>2008-12-25T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:52:10.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>能回到过去吗? ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;celebrated eve at Ian's house.Meet up with Wan Ling and Yuan Yi at Marina Square first and bused down to Ian's house.alright, Forester was shocked to see me.HAHA! peeps were playing Guitar Heros!IT'S DAMN COOL!IT ROCK!went up to Ian's room with girls and Forester for OUR TALK. 12AM was drawing near.went down to living room and start our count down! Victor Teo, Ernest and gang went out to the road and start to count down.trying to pop the champagne but they didn't shake.LOL!they started to act as drunkard walking down the street wishing passagers in the car a very Merry Christmas.WOOT!"Cake Cutting"actually is agar agar, Santa Claus.After that, went up again to Ian's room for OUR TALK.Andrina and Pearson joined.get to know soooo many shocking and jaw dropping news.DAMN! don't judge a book by it's cover uh.talking non stop with Forester and Andrina while Yuan Yi went down to join them to ROCK! Wan Ling went into her LALALAND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;getting bored.went down to living room to join in the ROCK!failed so many times while playing drums.argh!give up and sit there stoning.Ian irriates me! whenever he did anything wrong or block my view, will apologise for ton times. kinda sarcastic.oppps.start to doze off since there's nothing to entertain me.lol! finally it's morning! went home with Andrina, Hang Qi and Zheng Lin.bathed and die flat in my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soon Xiao Man called.and it's time for me to wake up and meet her with Yan Bin at Bugis.Pastamania for Brunch!Apple Crumble Pizza is another dish that i would like to recommend! it taste like apple pie on a thin layer of pizza skin.DAMN NICE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shopped around Bugis and off to Far East.GOSH! soooo many temptations! I SWEAR! RIGHT AFTER JAN 7TH I WILL SHOP LIKE MAD WOMAN! Manicure and Pedicure for myself.Xiao Man had Manicure for herself (: though i'm broke, but i still can afford to pamper myself uh.Apple Red for my finger nails and glitter black for my toe nails :D woho! hopefully there won't have any complain from others regarding my bright red nails :P oppps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked around in Far East awhile and trained home with Yan Bin while Xiao Man cabbed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anw, i had a really good celebrations with all of my friends :D thank you my dearest friends (: just that Cherng Shing and Xin Yi aren't around to celebrate with us ): nvm! NEW YEAR COUNT DOWN! :DDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;May everyone have a great day with their love ones and dearest friends (: MERRRRRRY CHRISTMASSSS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I NEED MORE SLEEP! BUY ME A SMALL PORTABLE PILLOW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE, BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you send me a warmest regards, a thoughtful present, all day long chatting and a hug.i enjoy walking in the rain. *if only things could happen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;your hot and cold feeling towards me really is killing me.i waited for your sms all day long.but there isnt any sign.what really had happened? i believe if i were to ask you, you will say nothing.but i know the true ans is deep inside your heart.i really want to talk to you, returning to the past.the past we used to have. i dont know what had happened.is it because you have found a new true soul? i believe you had found your true soul.should i which you happy or should i ignore? i'm really lost.now there are only 3 questions i want to ask you. why you always give me hot and cold feeling? do i come across your mind? what you said to me in the past are real?do you like me before? do you still like me? what if i tell you, i still love you like before?feeling didn't change for months? i miss and love you, leonard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-892277760128623666?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/892277760128623666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=892277760128623666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/892277760128623666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/892277760128623666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-celebrated-eve-at-ians.html' title='能回到过去吗? ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1345403166600538939</id><published>2008-12-23T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:52:11.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK MY NOSE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-1345403166600538939?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1345403166600538939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1345403166600538939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1345403166600538939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1345403166600538939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuck-my-nose.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1693748544308656647</id><published>2008-12-23T22:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:37:05.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was defeat by your coldnesss ;</title><content type='html'>I need a movie marathon! *update myself in order to close up the gap between my society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a SHOPPING SPREE!(since then i say till now).pamper myself with tons and tons of shopping bag *imagine my whole bed cover with of large shopping! i shall fulfil myself with this dreamy unrealistic craves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need days out with all my GFs and BFFs! find a quiet place surround with soothing soft jazz music, a cup of mocha frappuccino and a piece of cheesecake.last us for hours at cafe*without any sign of wanting to chase us away* Mamamia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can those to do list fulfil? *shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick. shall see how many days i still can survive through. *my BEST xmas present ever. THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我做了超乎我的能力我试了我失败了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;我努力地在挽回但你的冷漠让我知道我的无知我的愚蠢.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/784956689105992040-1693748544308656647?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1693748544308656647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1693748544308656647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1693748544308656647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1693748544308656647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-defeat-by-your-coldnesss.html' title='I was defeat by your coldnesss ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-8161958644655279999</id><published>2008-12-21T23:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:09:29.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Bon Voyage mum! have a nice trip :D enjoy and relax yourself at Klang ((: mum is off to Klang, and my late hours start NOW! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKECARE AND ENJOY MUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;give me a break, i need a SHOPPING! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you surprised me with a smile and end with a takecare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-8161958644655279999?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8161958644655279999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=8161958644655279999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8161958644655279999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8161958644655279999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5944626604864459203</id><published>2008-12-18T22:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:12:04.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我错了,你忘了,你走了, 我后悔了 ;</title><content type='html'>off to CEP'08 finally! :D smsed and called yong wei to meet up at Boon Lay.Luckily i have him to sms with.if not my whole journey will be very dead and tired.thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought Subway for Andrina, Cherng Shing and Hang Qi.been inform that food inside is very sucky.oppps.cab down to LCK.uncle is really blur BUT thank to my map which i knew this situations will happen everytime.saw our group outside and decided to unload our bags and joined them.when i was about to walk to unload my bag, people start to call my "ah lian". I was totally freak out.just a blonde hair.ARGHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was totally not familiar with the whole grp.thinking, another gone case.si liao!i just get damn high whole day.till baoing water bomb. Xin Yi and I initially wanted to skip the night mission and thinking to play with water.but skipping a mission games is equivalent to not attending the camp.Xin Yi and i were damn scared.sooo dark and they said that the dustbin areas are "SPOTTED".goosebump! trying to sleep but i just can't.tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3 is what i really looking forward to.CAMPFIRE AND FINALE! but the finale end up to the most quiet games ever.we girls sat in front of the campers mediating and waiting for them to throw us with bomb.but they hesitate awhile.perhaps they think that if they were to throw us their group will deduct marks.but they are some guys throwing at us.but they aiming was like.....haha! feet, face, hair are covered with mud.Awww..and again hair is a topic on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ZL:" yinghui! your hair have alot of mud lei!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YH:"really uh? shit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZL:"hahaha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zheng Lin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still didn't catch their joke.it's refering to my hair dye luh.it is the fact that my head is cover with mud but at the back of my head.tsk!washed up and prepare for CAMPFIREEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helping up at Messing Team with Xin Yi.helping back at Messing Team reminds me in Messing Team'07.gosh! damn sick those days.so many internal conflicts back then.having fun during help out.crapping with Xin Yi.FUN FUN FUN!Xin Yi and i were about to join our group but being chase away by them.THANK UH! haha so we went to have our dinner.campfire is damn fun!super high and happpppy :D but the last part is what i really appreciate most and love most.campers gave all the GLs surprised.no wonder we were chased away luh! damn sweet can!even Hang Qi said so.gosh! teared.oppps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Own Time Own Target [OTOT] whole group went to a quiet place and start to talk about how we feel about this camp.gosh! cried when walked around saying thank you, showing our appreciations.really touched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2PIECE! thank you for the past 2 days of joy and moments (: i really appreciate what you guys had done for us!this is my best camp ever! i swear!the best campers i had ever! really! thank you so much 2PIECE! i love you all :DDDD Best Wishes my dearest campers! May you be well and happy! May you follow the right path and gain enlightenment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I LOVEEEEE SUBWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PIAKK_62121-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/PIAKK_62121-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERNGSHINGGGGGGG, BIMBO CHUA! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT0921-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT0921-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XINYI,CHERNG SHING! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT09251-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT09251-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MEIYIIIIIIII :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT09281-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT09281-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;KIAN CHONG, FOREVER DHARMA FRIEND :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT0924-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT0924-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEI JIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;与你分享的快乐胜过独自拥有, 至今我仍深深感动.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;counting back, we didn't had a proper talk for months.what really had went wrong?is it because you are tired or you didn't even treat me as your friend anymore?or does the problem lie on me? is it because i give you a cold shoulder and you thought i want to leave a distance in between us?if this is the reason, you get me wrong.i just dont know how to face you.we didnt even talk or meet out during that long period.if i were to face you and start to talk crap, i'm sorry.i cant.i always thought you know me well.but i'm wrong.just like you say, i dont know you. indeed i dont know you.why will you become like that.what really went wrong.is it because you had found someone who really attracted you to her? if so that's good.i won't leave with regrets nor hatred.i will bliss you with happiness.letting you know that is not i lose you but is you who lose me.if Lord were to give me a second chance,perhaps i will declined His offer.i'm totally tired and getting love out off have.i can't handle those thing well anymore.i believe if Lord were to give him a chance, i believe he want his ex to return back to his side and promise to love her forever and change to a a great person.O Buddha, grant him this wish.May he and his ex can patch and go back to the past they used.May they hace a fruitful relationship, a long lasting one.May all the merits i have gain can convert to him.O Budhha May Leonard can have a fruitful relationship, work in his life. i think i now what i want now and what i should do now.without love, relationship i also can do very well (: without you i can swear i never grow up.your ignore teaches me, not to cling on things which i know is no longer there.thank you for teaching me, i believe i have grown up after your entering to my life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5944626604864459203?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5944626604864459203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5944626604864459203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5944626604864459203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5944626604864459203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/off-to-cep08-finally-d-smsed-and-called.html' title='我错了,你忘了,你走了, 我后悔了 ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5265769428221490565</id><published>2008-12-15T00:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:30:34.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;BON VONYAGE GIRLS AND FAREEZ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5265769428221490565?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5265769428221490565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5265769428221490565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5265769428221490565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5265769428221490565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/maybe-he-had-given-up-or-he-dont-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-71201777914020244</id><published>2008-12-12T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:58:55.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moment like those ;</title><content type='html'>managed to get a run away and ready to set "ON" mode to CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CEP&lt;/span&gt; here i come :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall return to the place where bring me joy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dharma&lt;/span&gt; knowledge (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I MISS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CEP&lt;/span&gt; CAMP'05, 06, 07!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AND OF COURSE NOT FORGETTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;08!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the memories you left are tattoo-ed deep inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;irreplaceable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-71201777914020244?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/71201777914020244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=71201777914020244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/71201777914020244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/71201777914020244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/moment-like-those.html' title='moment like those ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-3290121131138179869</id><published>2008-12-11T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:47:03.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you left me a sweet moments in those days ;</title><content type='html'>craves aren't getting far from my target. hopefully it can ba a successful one and a meaningful one. well, it can!  here she comes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;those days, those laughters, those happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;remember,  ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really hope that whatever you want, i try to give you.i give whatever you want is not trying to please you.i just want to give whatever you want cause i want you to be happy. whatever you lost, i try to get it back for you. you are the only person who really make me want to love most and adore most.perhaps you make me feel love in the past and now it my turn to repay.maybe i have done what a guy should do things.but for your sake, i don't care or mind.i just want to protect you.i just want to give you whatever you need and want.overall, i just want to protect you from all harms. no matter you appreciate it or not, it doesn't matter.so long you know my true feeling for you. i really miss you badly, L. i really do. do you still remember those days? will you still think of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-3290121131138179869?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3290121131138179869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=3290121131138179869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3290121131138179869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3290121131138179869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-left-me-sweet-moments-in-those-days.html' title='you left me a sweet moments in those days ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-3702140917430687513</id><published>2008-12-10T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:59:47.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWNoiVrJDsE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWNoiVrJDsE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she is just that lovely.  salute! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-3702140917430687513?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3702140917430687513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=3702140917430687513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3702140917430687513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3702140917430687513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/she-is-just-that-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5060732971615018552</id><published>2008-12-09T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:14:25.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that day will heal my soul ;</title><content type='html'>outing with Dorina and Yi Xiang (: since 6 years didn't went out with Dorina and months with Yi Xiang. walked around MS, Suntec City.went to Coffee Club for tea break. this outing definitely let Dorina and i have a great reminisces of our primary school days.things still left clearly in our mind.really had a great chat with Dorina and Yi Xiang :D gosh i love this outing damn lot! miss those primary school days.hoping there will have a outing with primary school pals luh! saw year 2 SENIOR in toilet.1 of them which i dislike asked her friend,&lt;br /&gt;SENIOR1: " ei, she is from AFS de hor"&lt;br /&gt;SENIOR2:"ya luh"&lt;br /&gt;me: rolled my eyes&lt;br /&gt;center of attention in toilet. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Esplanade to slack and start to continue our stories.from primary school to ITE to life to ghost stories etc.. (shall not elaborate more) o ya! Yi Xiang had been influenced by Pei Wen.&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HOT SHOT become HOT SHOOT .Zhang Hui Mei 张惠妹 become Jiang Hui Mei 蒋惠妹&lt;/span&gt;.also, she said&lt;br /&gt;YX:" &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Christmas will come very soon next year&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;D and YH:" huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total she said something wrong for times.LOAO! our reactions were like huh? HOT SHOOT? Jiang Hui Mei?Christmas coming soon next year? aiyo, Yi Xiang chill! don't so kan choing haha. trained home with girls. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank girls for recapping me with sweet memories we left in old school days ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo5241-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Photo5241-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08861-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08861-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08871-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08871-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08911-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08911-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT09121-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT09121-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Dorina, PhotoBucket don't allow me to upload our pictures.shall update soon uh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5060732971615018552?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5060732971615018552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5060732971615018552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5060732971615018552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5060732971615018552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-day-will-heal-my-soul.html' title='that day will heal my soul ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6364781174853750320</id><published>2008-12-06T22:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:01:25.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you spare me more time? ;</title><content type='html'>if only when time can stop at &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; very moment.&lt;br /&gt;if only i know how to&lt;em&gt; cherish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i know how to grab the&lt;em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i know &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;there are too many if for me to recall back, too much for me to get regretted&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the &lt;em&gt;if &lt;/em&gt;had already wave goodbye to me without noticing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if&lt;/em&gt; is just that heartless. leaving me hanging in the mid air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still remember &lt;em&gt;first/fifth&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;(mth)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the words we left behind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i still remember it clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whatever you said, you had done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know that now i can't have you back anymore.words didn't come out but from the feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6364781174853750320?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6364781174853750320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6364781174853750320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6364781174853750320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6364781174853750320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-only-when-time-can-stop-at-that-very.html' title='can you spare me more time? ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5167087423845908745</id><published>2008-12-03T00:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:44:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank You Selina. Indeed your posts inspired people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised i am in your boat. I'm always trying hard to make people around me to like me so that i will be contented and like myself more. As long as the assurance is still there, i will feel happy and secured.But once I'm not assured, I am lost and feel that the surroundings start to neglect me.I really had cared too much from how people think of me and judges me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must accept whatever will take place; comments and judgements.Not only for present but also for future or even past.Through there, then i will learn and know what i really want. Also my deep internal self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inspired to be the one who i really am, but not for others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you Selina.Your post really enlightened me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5167087423845908745?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5167087423845908745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5167087423845908745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5167087423845908745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5167087423845908745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you-selina.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5551550674776372256</id><published>2008-12-01T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:03:10.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead connections ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY AIDS DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hereby to announce, MY HOLIDAYS START NOW! wheeee~ lol waited for this day to come since months back.test at Indoor Sports Hall, new environment and adapt to it fast.paper is an easy one.confident to pass but how why i pass is still a big question mark.haha! did a careless mistake and here my 3 marks say goodbye with me.damnit! anw what was done is done.lol anw yeah! enjoy the holiday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally crashed went reach home.perhaps my brain food is used totally in exams.replenish my energy and now i shall start to plan whatever i need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;trying to revive the memories, but where should i start again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;guide me through please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;whenever i'm in pain, who can i appoach?who can lend my their shoulder? the only one i think is just you.though you can't lend me your shoulder, but your listening ear is what i really appreciate most. now, i can't even have the chance to share my pain or even someone for me to talk to.even though i have, but who will be the one who listen attentively?no more.no one else.the only person is just you.well, i lost the connections, the one who i trusted most and wanted most and the pair of listening ears.perhaps i'm in pain, this also won't bother you, i know you will be thinking, who am i to you? no one. why the hack i should give a damn? well perhaps, that what you think and what i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5551550674776372256?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5551550674776372256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-2763146107028150458</id><published>2008-11-27T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:15:33.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be happy ((: ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;be chill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a deep breathe and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i want to do something for you, yet words and actions limited my moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed a fun camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-2763146107028150458?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-72915286497988642</id><published>2008-11-26T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:36:37.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it limited my words ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;those days are what i miss most.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you still remember , ______ ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-72915286497988642?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/72915286497988642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=72915286497988642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/72915286497988642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/72915286497988642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-limited-my-words.html' title='it limited my words ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5844037068225150447</id><published>2008-11-26T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:10:43.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Lord, may he is doing fine and well ;</title><content type='html'>1.Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Who don't ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a guy younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;NO WAY! not even have a crush on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your current interest/s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Learning how to take good photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Being loved by someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Will you forgive the person who had played around with your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Curse and swear! screw him off my sight ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you like knows you like him, what would be your reaction if he says he also loves you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Stunned, shocked yet happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yet to have things makes me happy.I'm waiting. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Mood swings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Probably in some lab or industries doing experiment? *hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is/are the most important thing(s) in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Relationships, studies and career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich, married and poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Single and rich. oppps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is/are your favourite colour/s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;White, red, black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give your all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The one i truly concern and have deep feeling for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Forgive but not forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Will you confess to the person you like/love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Perhaps i will show it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 5 people to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Estee, Esther, Andrina, Xiao Man, Yan Bin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i truly miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5844037068225150447?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5844037068225150447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5844037068225150447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5844037068225150447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5844037068225150447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-lord-may-he-is-doing-fine-and-well.html' title='Dear Lord, may he is doing fine and well ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-2487077302591548025</id><published>2008-11-24T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:49:29.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm tired of everything ;</title><content type='html'>to be what status, i left this choice to you.&lt;br /&gt;you know it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-2487077302591548025?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2487077302591548025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=2487077302591548025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2487077302591548025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2487077302591548025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-tired-of-everything.html' title='i&apos;m tired of everything ;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5206078619116240504</id><published>2008-11-23T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:51:34.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you left a big question marks for me ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY KENNETH :D&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoyed yesterday and have fun, may all your wishes come true and stay happpy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to Kelvins house to celebrate Kenneth's birthday.talked crap, food, pictures and games.walked home with Kong Hwee.thanks for your accompany! in order to show my appreciations, accompany Kong Hwee to wait for bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw nothing much to updated, so shall let pictures say everything (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08481-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08481-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08411-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08411-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08371-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08371-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08321-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08321-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08761-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08761-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S// SORRY WENQIN! FORGET TO UPLOAD. SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08671-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08671-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08711-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08711-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08701jpg-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08701jpg-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08691-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08691-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08681-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08681-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08651jpg-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08651jpg-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT08661-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT08661-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT087211-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT087211-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it true that everything is fading so fast? i simply can't catch your pace. please slow down for me once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5206078619116240504?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-9217644325203888214</id><published>2008-11-19T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:03:13.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things changed rapidly in between;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Better Of Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was naive not to let you go when the time was right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was a fool living in a dream that I thought could last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But I know that you will try to prove me wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But it's what I've got to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think you're mistaken, I'm sorry to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm really just a loser who's getting in your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think you've forgotten, all of your plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;See you never meant to be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I think you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You're Better Off Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And it's clear to me that everything has changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cuz nothing that we do feels the same any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I'll admit, I'll take the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Maybe we just moved too fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And how could expect something like this to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I know that you will try and prove me wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But it's what I gotta do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think you're mistaken, I'm sorry to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm really just a loser who's getting in your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think you've forgotten all of your plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;See you never meant to be here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I think you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You're better off alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You and I, we were standing watching us fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So let me go and move along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think you're mistaken, I'm sorry to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm really just a loser, who's getting in your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think you've forgotten all of your plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;See I never meant to be here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I think you should know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You're better off alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Alone alone alone alone alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Alone alone alone alone alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Alone alone alone alone alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh, you're better off alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think you're mistaken, I'm sorry to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm really just a loser, you're better off alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Better off alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-9217644325203888214?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/9217644325203888214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=9217644325203888214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/9217644325203888214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/9217644325203888214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-changed-rapidly-in-between.html' title='things changed rapidly in between;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5950524124592882230</id><published>2008-11-18T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:11:03.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crashed by everythings you left;</title><content type='html'>competitions tomorrow.damnit!i'm scared.first individual sport's competitions ever.shall try my very mighty best tomorrow.hopefully i am not defeat till very "jialat" lol.the events are really kiilling me.the events i expected are just 2 but in the end, total 3-4.damn! shall give my very best. we can do it girls! gogogo! (: totally crashed today by the tough yet not too tough training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, best wishes pals for tomorrow class test (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;your images, your words are hidden deeply in my mind, it shall be a forever matters.i swear it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5950524124592882230?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5950524124592882230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5950524124592882230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5950524124592882230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5950524124592882230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-admit-i-cant-get-over-you.html' title='crashed by everythings you left;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1920555589078900721</id><published>2008-11-17T21:08:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:12:48.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perhaps, the status strangers is what we want now;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;inally LLA project are done! woho! meet Kong hwee at Lavender platform and waited for Shi Jia at City Hall platform.puch back the departure time.bused down to Chen Su Lan Home. a guy called and i thought is a prank so pass the phone to Kenneth.but in the end he is the in charge for the outing haha! sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are getting nervous when we reached the Home.cause their age are too small? get to know them when we are on the way to Science Centre.first impression, quiet and soft spoken but guys are more hyper than girls.when we reached SC, their true colours start to show out.well, they are kids.what can we do. 10 of us bring roughly 1-3 kids going round the SC.i brought 2 girls walking around.the youngest girl, Rebecca is super cute! she is very curious about the exbitions there.run around pulling me going to the place she want to go.As for the other girl, Sharmine, 8 years old is still alright.same, curious.they look forward to see computers and mircoscopes.cool!Sharmine dislike guys and she dislike guys to talk to her and that why she ignore Leonard at first? well from there i understand her. all of us are having fun with the kids :D just that tired. having hard time getting them to gather.too hyper, anw they are kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really flies, they had Mac, dinner.hopefully there like uh?after their dinner,took bus back to their Home.we also found out there is a pair of couples.haha! they denied but can see man, from their actions, reactions and the way they look.uh huh.can't escape from our eyes man! damn tired on the bus hoping to catch a breath and rest but brain keep thinking of those shits.argh! reached their Home.kind of sad that the outing just end so early and we might not meet again.of course group photo was taken as memories (: there is one girl whom i never take care of and didnt get to know her well, she just give me a hug.melted my hearts.at first, i didn't feel sad that we are leaving apart but after her warmth hug, start to feel sad and "bu shen de" ):.hope to see them again!! :D they are a group of cute and hyper kids! wish them all the best in the future and stay lively ever (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with pals at Dobhy Ghuat Exchange while Leonard went home to rest.tired yet fun.talk crap and LOAO! Kelvin's tooth stick with chocolate chips.didn't realised until Kong Hwee laugh madly.and his tooth remind us of J's... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bused home alone is great! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT0825-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT0825-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT0824-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT0824-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order not to disclose their face to the public clearly and their rights, i shall put 2 group photos (: they are great kids i must admit, just that will get mischievious sometimes. hope to see them soooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i don't derserve your goods, i'm not as good as you thought.you are wrong.i'm putting a fake mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't deserve your good, your concern.i'm not as nice as you thought.i'm just putting a fake mask trying to be good to everyone.i wish you can hate me, treat me as your worst enemy.the more you hate and ignore me, the faster i can get rid of the twine unmeaningless relationships.we aren't like friends, strangers.out relationships just stuck in between.i don't deserve all your goodness.i'm no one.please hate me and that the only way i can forget you.i won't hate you for sure.if you don't mind, can we return to the past where we don't know each other?perhaps you and i will be happier uh?indeed you left a good memories to me.i won't forget your kindness but the rest i will erase it throughly as time goes by.probably not knowing each other is the best choice.shall we return to strangers status?it way better.goodbye my past.i know this day will come eventually just that it comes too early without knocking on my door.it's too sudden for sure.well like i say, i'm mentally prepare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-1920555589078900721?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1920555589078900721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1920555589078900721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1920555589078900721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1920555589078900721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/perhaps-status-strangers-is-what-we.html' title='perhaps, the status strangers is what we want now;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1247121202470473884</id><published>2008-11-14T21:05:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:33:10.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss a boy;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Starting time:&lt;/span&gt; 2105&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt; YINGHUI CHAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Shoe size:&lt;/span&gt; 8 US size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Height:&lt;/span&gt; 160&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Where do you live:&lt;/span&gt; Lavender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Favourite drinks:&lt;/span&gt; Drink contain Caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Have you ever -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Been on a plane :&lt;/span&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Fallen asleep at school:&lt;/span&gt; Duh, who don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Broken someone’s heart:&lt;/span&gt; I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Fell off your chair:&lt;/span&gt; Last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Saved e-mails:&lt;/span&gt; 1997 unread saved e-mails.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What is your room like:&lt;/span&gt; Messsssy.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The last thing you ate:&lt;/span&gt; Braised duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ever had chicken pox:&lt;/span&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sore throat:&lt;/span&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Broken nose:&lt;/span&gt; my nose is crooked! GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Like picnics:&lt;/span&gt; Definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Who was/were the last person/people you danced with:&lt;/span&gt; uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Last made you smile:&lt;/span&gt; Estee and Esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You last yelled at:&lt;/span&gt; I'm pretty kind today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Today did you -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Talk to someone you like:&lt;/span&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Kiss anyone:&lt;/span&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Get sick:&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Talk to an ex:&lt;/span&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Miss someone:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Eat:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Best feeling in the world:&lt;/span&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals:&lt;/span&gt; Yucks! I hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What’s under your bed:&lt;/span&gt; Luggages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Who do you really hate:&lt;/span&gt; I'm trying to be good and friendly.I dislike people but not hate.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;what time is it now?:&lt;/span&gt; 23 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now:&lt;/span&gt; Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you have any siblings:&lt;/span&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you want children:&lt;/span&gt; Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you smile often:&lt;/span&gt; Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you like your hand-writing:&lt;/span&gt; Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Are your toe nails painted:&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in:&lt;/span&gt; Campsite and chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now:&lt;/span&gt; White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;What were you doing at 7:00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;Sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I can’t wait till:&lt;/span&gt; HOLIDAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Are you a friendly person:&lt;/span&gt; Hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you have any pets:&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?:&lt;/span&gt; Maybe at home? or outside?lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?:&lt;/span&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?:&lt;/span&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What are you doing right now?:&lt;/span&gt; What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?:&lt;/span&gt; Few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Are you too forgiving?:&lt;/span&gt; Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?:&lt;/span&gt; Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?:&lt;/span&gt; Estee and Esther.*ps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;How many people can you say you’ve really loved?:&lt;/span&gt; Too Numerous To Count. Family, Friends and the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you eat healthy?:&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex?:&lt;/span&gt; Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?:&lt;/span&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If you’re having a bad day, who Are you most likely to go to?:&lt;/span&gt; No one.I need a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?:&lt;/span&gt; Depends on my mood and people i'm out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Are you confident?:&lt;/span&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Picking up ants on the floor and eat it with classmates while watching video.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5 things on my to-do list today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Earn Money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. SHOPPING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CHOCOLATES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Waffles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fruits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Travel round the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Help the less fortunated one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Save up for my future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Setup business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lack of self-discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Take thing for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lack of responsibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Accomplish works at very last minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5 places I have lived in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Lavender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I’ve had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Promoter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5 people I tag :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Esther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Estee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cherng Shing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Xiao Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Yan Bin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;i miss everything you left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-1247121202470473884?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1247121202470473884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1247121202470473884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1247121202470473884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1247121202470473884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss-boy.html' title='i miss a boy;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-3225765247633049780</id><published>2008-11-12T21:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:33:50.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>忘不了;</title><content type='html'>screwed up the phrase test.damn! i can't believe what i had done during the test.what am i thinking?screwed up brain. Estee is high once again, saw her candy.haha! had lecture, mind is alert and fresh. trained down to Jurong East with Esther, while Estee went home to fetch lil bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confirmation with Mac.done! tickets into Science Centre.er...to be done as soon as Orphanage send us the letter to school! had a great chat with Esther with an ice-cream cone.raining cats and dogs.decided to try our luck to walk in the rain.in fact the rain isn't big at all.lol.bused down to Boon Lay with Esther since there isn't any straight bus home for me and there is a straight bus to Boon Lay for Esther.win-win case.fell alsleep on the train.malu can!cabinet cramp like hell.gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SW and swimming tomorrow (: woot! i love sports nowadays! thank for the good influence haha! get tanned in progress! wheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this Japan animations translate into Taiwan version at Youtube, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;我們這一家&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;worth watching, my opinion. :D indulge in it totally!&lt;/span&gt; and now you know what i do when i get bored.lol kill times (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Kong Hwee is the soya bean milk sweet? though it label "not so sweet" but i believe in your heart it is damn sweet! a gift from Estee lei! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m alive but I’m losing all my drive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause everything were been through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everything about you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seemed to be a lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A guiltless twisted lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It made me learn to hate you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or hate myself for letting it pass by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I had to say is goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-3225765247633049780?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3225765247633049780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=3225765247633049780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3225765247633049780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3225765247633049780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/screwed-up-phrase-test.html' title='忘不了;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-2518170738059509764</id><published>2008-11-11T18:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:24:33.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FHP pract is a smooth and easy one.get to know the proper method of cutting fish.calculate yield and stuffs.lunch-ed with peeps and bused home with Kong Hwee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Well Soon Kong Hwee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the first place i shouldn't intefere your privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shouldn't say those nonsense to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shouldn't get to know you in the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shouldn't wild think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shouldn't think of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shouldn't make you apologise, i don't deserve your sincere apologys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally i know what you want and thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall not be the middleman to break up all your wishes and thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i swear i won't anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone which belong to you will eventually come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hold on to it, don't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she will back to you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;prove it to her, you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm hereby to surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sorry for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you aren't in fault totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-2518170738059509764?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-8232464766193133551</id><published>2008-11-10T21:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:04:52.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true colour will eventually show one day;</title><content type='html'>do tutorial wholeheartedly but just blame myself for not paying good attention in lecture and do regular revision and this is my consequences.can't get most of the answers right.now i then feel the urgent of studying and the importance.stress start to arise.not only for study, project too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;groups left and i stayed behind calling the Bus Company.STOMPS, CDC and Vanessa Ng's group gonna look for Mr Calvin.Twins left for appointment.Shi Jia left to meet friends so i represent the whole group which equal to represent to kana scolding from him.LOL! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun bian left to Bugis with Kenneth, Kelvin, Kong Hwee.they ordered 600 badges for STOMPS.went to Popular to buy notebooks for notes writing. watched channel 8 show on less fortunate citizens.her stories did motivates me to study.well i don't know what will happened to me the next day?so i must cherish every moment to cultivate my mind with useful knowledge.i'm fortunate that i'm still a healthy and well build child. (: mug hard yinghui! you are fortunate that you still have a chance to study and still healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mug hard peeps! (: strive for excel in studies (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hate the feeling of being left there hanging and being ignored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm tired, i'm speechless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-8232464766193133551?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8232464766193133551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=8232464766193133551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;swabbing again.this time round we need to choose the correct swab to use and present to a person who don't have any background knowledge about swabbing.but i believe she know luh.rather boring.people talking crap at the teacher's bench.argh!draggy man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went home with Estee and Esther right after prac.changed and meet out again at Redhill to Employment &amp;amp; Employability Insitute (e2i).called Mr Tong and asked can he come and fetched us?and the answer is we are reaching soon wait for us at the front gate.LOL!there are alot of group from Polytechnics, Universities and ITECE. initially we thought it like an exhibitions but yeah no.a purpose hall for presenters to present there new food product sponsored by food industries. and a kitchen for participators to prepare their frozen ready to eat food. we were there doing nothing lei.so Mr Tong told us to go to purpose hall to see how people presents.cause Anthony, Shi Jia and i have a higher possibility to get into project rather than IA.woot! hopefully i get project haha! kinda fun to see them preparing food and do presentations hehes. alot of new creations from school.kinda weird.like; ingredients with surimi, chocolate?multiflour which is gluten free.jugdes popped them some questions which did make sense.they are nervous and their answers are like don't really sastify her.opps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;helped to clean up and left to Suntec City.Esther went to collect her mum's handphone, while Estee and i went to Just Acia to wait for Esther for dinner. camwhore after dinner :D! guys came from Padang and walked around and head to our old hangout place.Esplanade! this time there isn't any cool breeze and nice scenery but with cool air conditional haha! damn tired! leg ache like mad with blisters!a long day for yesterday.chatted awhile and trained home with Anthony and Wen Qin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright pictures! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT0692-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT0692-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT0694-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT0694-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0733.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" 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src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Photo0748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;current=Photo0754-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Photo0754-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0744-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/Photo0744-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WOOT07031-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee222/chanyinghui/WOOT07031-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it because i finally understand how you feel? i had think too much? or the feeling really isn't right anymore? it seems to be deep but meaningless.i want to grab it tight but..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i want to hold this relationship tightly but you don't seems like want to get involve and concern.we didn't contact through msn is it because we don't have any topic to chat anymore?or you online for no reason?i really don't know.perhaps i'm not a good choice of people to chat to (: i think i really don't understand you.but will you even give me a chance to know you better? the gap in between is getting bigger and bigger.no matter what things still need 2 hands to clap.if we were to cement to gaps together will there be any improvements?Leonard i just wish things are getting better, you will be fine, you will be happy. will you have a thought for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;我累了.一路来我都在为你着想, 你到底有没有为我着想过呢?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6331346131743419030?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6331346131743419030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6331346131743419030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6331346131743419030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6331346131743419030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/moment-start-then.html' title='the moment start then;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-4762401255983538158</id><published>2008-11-06T18:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:13:53.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you share you burden with me?;</title><content type='html'>woke up before my alarm clock ring.kinda surprised for me to wake up before time.surprised woke me up once again.it make me alert yet lost?mixture of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Mani do not allow us to swim for SW.so Estee and i sneaked out of Sport Hall to swimming! the sun is hanging up high in the sky.we thought there will have an event going on later cause saw quite a handful of swimmers there.the toilet is damn eerie and dark can!goosebumps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't swam much today.saw some pro kinda paiseh.if the stroke is wrong what will they be thinking uh? haha! kids came for private lesson.they swam damn fast! swam for half an hour and bathed! as you know toilet is damn quiet, eerie and dark.Estee was done with bathing while i'm washing hair, light off! we screamed like mad can! she ran out in order to let the sensor sense that there are people inside.damn! start to wonder will there be any figure behind me?from the top?legs and hair shivered like mad!thank Lord! keep reciting "Namo Buddhaya ,Namo Dharmaya ,Namo Sanghaya" well..look for Esther at level 2 toilet and "shun bian" dry my fringe haha! off to lecture.waiting for surprised to wake me up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prac is kinda fun! cut chicken's part respectively.heard Mr Tong and Ms Loh conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MT:"is she a good student?" (refering to me)&lt;br /&gt;ML:"yeah she is!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*i heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YH:"me what uh?"&lt;br /&gt;MT:"i ask if you are naughty not, you are naughty!"&lt;br /&gt;YH:"LOL!"&lt;br /&gt;YH:"Ms Loh what the conversations about?"&lt;br /&gt;MT:"i say liao ,say you are naughty"&lt;br /&gt;YH:"debar me please!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tong asked me to look for him when i found Anthony. and the reason for him to look for us is asked us to be there somehow to support the year 2 with their new inventory of food.we requested to bring more people if not me and Anthony nia it like weird can! haha! in the end, Estee, Esther and Wen Qin are going too! the more the merrier! :D woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again! PM is a kill for us! we are damn scare to find Mr Calvin to talk about the delayed of orphanage.luckily he wasn't in.Esther chatted on phone with him and SETTLED! whew! now the confirmations from orphanage is stilla myth.damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained home with Bevan, David and Estee. had a great laugh at the guy sitting beside Estee.he used a mooncake paper bag to keep a Gundam Seed model.and he keep looking in.due to Estee curiousity i peeped.LOAO! i think he know we are laughing at hime haha!woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright nothing to talk either. takecare, bye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i yearn for your true smile and happiness again.are you willing to share your burden with me? i really wish i can take up all your tough and swarrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when i received your sms keep saying sorry for making me angry.i was really shocked.your sms really make me alert.i spent hour thinking how should i form my sentences.i wont get angry with you cause i know your mood arent good.what makes you think i'm angry with you?i really dont know.told you how i feel when you are down.i'm not on purpose to say all those to you.i just want you to stay happy.seeing you feel down for no reason really kill me.i will keep finding ways to cheer you up but i'm not a good speaker and there i will say something wrong.i really hope when you say you are alright is mean it but not for the sake for saying.if you are sad but trying to be happy i wont get angry or ignore you.my heart will break once again.if you are really down please tell me.i dont want you to suffer yourself.that scene is really heartbreaking.please tell me please.i will be there for you no matter what.eventhe whole world had give up on you, i will still be there supporting you.boy i just want you to know i'm always there for you.your emotion will decide my emotion either.though i'm not your whosoever but i treat you as my special one.leonard will you be happy?will you share your burden with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;我只求你要快乐.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-4762401255983538158?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4762401255983538158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=4762401255983538158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4762401255983538158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4762401255983538158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/can-you-share-you-burden-with-me.html' title='can you share you burden with me?;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-8467674105998502485</id><published>2008-11-05T16:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:34:05.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not right anymore;</title><content type='html'>practical by Ms Lin is always fast and clear cut.a fast revision and going through our last experiment done.our results screwed.Kelvin's hand should be unwashed but sanitize.in the end his result is worst than unclean and unsanitize. different cleaning method that why! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched and slacked at library waiting for time to pass.bused down to Suntec City for NEA School Carnival. walked around the exhibitions hall happily with cliques.try all there games kinda stupid but fun! primary school kids are cute and good to tease at! whaha!fashion show by students from different schools.cool! we saw 2 Superheros walking around! damn cute can! but the more we walked the more boring it is.okay luh actual fact ,IT'S BORING. things that caught our eyes are kids that can tease and stupid primary school games. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM1 screw our head down! things forever can't get done.damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw ,CUTE SUPER HEROS;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SRFoC2CSvgI/AAAAAAAABFM/cP0exfTnZFs/s1600-h/WOOT!0666...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265103837446979074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SRFoC2CSvgI/AAAAAAAABFM/cP0exfTnZFs/s400/WOOT!0666...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SRFoCvKdSWI/AAAAAAAABFE/V8ytDIXlh64/s1600-h/WOOT!0665...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265103835602176354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SRFoCvKdSWI/AAAAAAAABFE/V8ytDIXlh64/s400/WOOT!0665...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SRFoCM0iU-I/AAAAAAAABE8/C4_azGy4sro/s1600-h/WOOT!0663...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265103826383426530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SRFoCM0iU-I/AAAAAAAABE8/C4_azGy4sro/s400/WOOT!0663...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OUR SUPERHEROS :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMGG THEIR PACK ABS AND CHEST! GOSH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;if i did something wrong i will feel guilty and remorse.but after this incident.i definitely will change my mindset.waiting for you to reach and wanted to apologise but you treat me as though like a transparent shit.fine! since you want to ignore me and dont feel like replying me FINE! i wont give a damn to it either.you came and wanted to sort things out.i listened.and you continued you thought your friend will reply on the behalf of you.come on! i'm talking to you!who you think you are for other to reply for you? you are just a pea can!you cried till very jia lat, i dont know how to cry meh? as though everything is my fault uh? think twice.i'm worried and feel damn gulity but you just ignore me.it make me feel damn pissed and the impression you gave me was you dont deserve any goods from me anymore! damnit! save your tears.i wont give a damn. dont blame me for been heartless.&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/784956689105992040-8467674105998502485?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8467674105998502485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=8467674105998502485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8467674105998502485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8467674105998502485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/practical-by-ms-lin-is-always-fast-and.html' title='it&apos;s not right anymore;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SRFoC2CSvgI/AAAAAAAABFM/cP0exfTnZFs/s72-c/WOOT!0666...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-647629755372720014</id><published>2008-11-04T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:25:27.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i yearn for the truths;</title><content type='html'>wanted to have a longer sleep but the renovation of the stands end my dreams and sleep.damnit! surprised waiting for me to disclose them and the surprise makes me damn alert! wash up, on tv and eat my strawberry cereal! waking up early makes me feel fresh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw Pei Wen on train and trip to school together.meet Estee and Esther at cafe 1 for their lunch.proceed to do the draggy project.off to FHP Phrase Test.gathered test info from Estee and Esther thank man! smiled and waved to Ms Ma well who ask my mood is good today.it her luck! indeed she "bo chap" what we are doing.she just walked around the room making sure we did correctly.most of the time she sat down on her stood don't know what she is doing.she left immediately the test is over. well known to be last to reach, first to leave. oppps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained home with David and Bevan.have a great chat! but stomach start to cramp like hell! talk lesser on train.uncomfortable man! argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, bye.takecare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;it seems to be on the right track but in fact it's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;it's always not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;your sms make me stay awake.trying to sleep more but your sms start to pop in my mind.on my labtop saw 2 tags.it seems like you and your friend.and i start to guess ,is the sms sent from you or prank by your friend again.but i think again.no. that your typing.but what makes you take the initiatives to sms me?do you see my post? which i stupidly didnt change the colour to white.i'm scare to talk to you or even see you.cause you had seen my post which say those stupid stuffs.damnit!your sms really brighten up my day.and i saw a slight hopes there.praying it's not a false hope again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-647629755372720014?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/647629755372720014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=647629755372720014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/647629755372720014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/647629755372720014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-yearn-for-truths.html' title='i yearn for the truths;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6439436673689799616</id><published>2008-11-02T19:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:07:35.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i yearn for everything it left behind;</title><content type='html'>went swimming alone.it is not as crowded as i thought.saw a group of India workers and Filipino maids flirting in the pool.damn gross can!piggyback-ing, kissing,touch here and there.WTF lor!can't they leave some privacy to themselves at hotel or hostel meh?though the entrance fee to swimming complex is cheap but i believe if they have the money to come in swimming complex and flirt with maids they sure have money to open a room for themselves lor.some more there are 2 women with 4 men.they ignore how the outsiders look at them.shouting across the pool as though that their house, eat beside the pool as though like having party.of course the lifeguard did warned them and told them not to do that or what.anw not interested to know what they are chatting either.overall, THOSE WOMEN ARE CHEAP AND SLUT! MEN ARE FREAKING HORNY AND DESPERATE! YUCKS! I DESPISE CHEAP ASS!anw back to topic.swam roughly 10 laps at deep pool. 12-14 laps at shallow pool.woot! my goggles didn't break into half this time round.HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet dad outside the pool before heading to buy earpiece and MP3 for himself.shopped around and had laska for lunch.swallowed my ball with the slippery bee hoon.argh! people told me their friend swallowed down the ball or stud while having meal.and i call them idiot. and i am calling myself idiot too. learnt my lesson.take out stud before meals luh! idiot haha! after lunch walked around at Suntec, Marina Square and Raffles Place for the whole day.tired but worth! (: but ball gone deep down in my stomach with the laksa full of MSG gravy.damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a blink of eyes, and here come the weekdays. and here comes the FHP phrase test.and a month later here comes the major exam.omggg! gonna mug hard man! wish me luck Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; gonna write you to stay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;do we still have the chance to talk to each other?do we still have the chance to go back to the past we used to have? do i still have the chance to tell you i love you?do i still have the chance to say i miss you badly? do i still have the chance for you to see me in your eyes again? do i still have the chance for me to cross your mind? my question marks are your answer.i yearn for your answer. i yearn for your breathe, i yearn for you present by my side once again.i miss you badly leonard ng. i love you dearly leonard ng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6439436673689799616?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6439436673689799616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6439436673689799616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6439436673689799616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6439436673689799616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-yearn-for-everything-we-left-behind.html' title='i yearn for everything it left behind;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-3375313217714460269</id><published>2008-11-01T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:49:20.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>再给我多一线希望 好吗?;</title><content type='html'>woke up at 9 unwillingly.went to Be Sanctuary Spa @ Tampines.search the whole Tampines Central for 45 mins.basically they held a talk on their company.they have total branches of 13 in Singapore, 30+ in Hong Kong, 3 in Malaysia.of course the most grand one is in Hong Kong.in Singapore and Malaysia they only provide Spa ,Facial and Body Services. but in Hong Kong they provide 1st class Spa ,Facial and Body Services, Facial and Body Services for male ,Hair Salon, Gym etc. how i wish i'm rich and take flight all the way to Hong Kong to enjoy the 1st class message.OMGGG! *let me imagine. of course attending talk they will pursuade you to join them as their membership and take up they therapy. mum initially decline their offered.but the beautician has a glib mouth and pursuaded her! YES! their packages they offered isn't cheap either.so mum decided to take 10 sessions as "testing", so am i had the chance to try! hahahaha! and since i'm their member ,i can go to their Spa(include Steaming, Jacuzzi and Sauna) at Tampines Central after school whenever i want! of course need to pay luh! but cheap lor! $8 exclude GST. wheee~ anw THANK YOU MUM! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch and trained down to Whitesand and do some gorceries spree (: stawberry cereal for my breakfast! headed home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess you had another direction and leaving me with nothing but a dead connection. is that the truth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;should i try again trying to talk to you and get back to the time we belong to? but i always scare you whether are you eyeing other girl and with my enter will make you hate me.i'm really really scare. how i wish you can tell me you are not attached, not eyeing any girls.with those words, i swear i will confess to you again. will we ever chat again?will i even have he chance to ask you that questions again? leonard, please encourage me.be my soul.i still miss and love you, leonard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-3375313217714460269?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3375313217714460269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=3375313217714460269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3375313217714460269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3375313217714460269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='再给我多一线希望 好吗?;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-2428106564174657040</id><published>2008-10-31T16:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:06:50.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perhaps perhaps;</title><content type='html'>almost late for FHS.saw Kenneth ,Kong Hwee and Kelvin on train (: rushed for train, bus.who ask me to be a sleeping log.Ms Lin conduct swabbing practical. rather fast but time been delayed by Ms Priya, CARE session.drew a cuteeee stickman to Kong Hwee and force him to set as his DP.haha! make sure he did it! during lesson ,i start to haywire for no reason. of course he is speechless when he saw that cutee stickman.cause it tooo cute! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estee, Esther, Alzena and i waited for Kong Hwee and Kelvin to come down and bused down Bugis for lunch.while Anthony, Kenneth, Wen Qin went to Seng Kang swimming pool.walked aroun Bugis with guys and Esther while Estee and Alzena went to Sentosa.kill time at Mac.talking crap and nonsense.walked around and walked home from Bugis.the feeling is great! i love being alone now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'm thinking what is the purpose of living?not that i'm going to do foolish stuffs. just don't get it.and from here obviously can see i'm lack of Buddhist knowledge.what i had learnt are not used wisely in my life now. why people need relationships to continue their life? is relationships really that important in this society?though it is important but why people need relationship to live on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263315233362578450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQsNUYl6jBI/AAAAAAAABE0/SorVR14_7L0/s400/Halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it too late for me to hold back everything.so what if i can.the kind one perhaps had ignored long time ago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it the right time to bade goodbye? or should i hold on till the final breathe? time shall define my future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;thinking of letting you go.but my heart and mind simply are out of my control.saw your profile and saw those comments.it makes me think alot.are you eyeing other girls? are you prepare to accept a new relationships after your ex? tears rolled automatically.i really wish we can go back to the past.spenting nights on phone.will you ever know how much i miss? you choose to chat with other people well i can't judge anything.while i'm wandering will we chat ,you are chatting with my BFF. you know when i heard that ,my mood really sunk to the deepest edge.why must we ended up like that?is it because of my words make you sick of me? or makes you hate me? if so please tell me.at least i give up wholeheartedly.just hope i can talk to you ans clarify everything.i had enough of waiting for nothing.you left an empty bottle to me.and i have to fill the bottle with your true words.can i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-2428106564174657040?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2428106564174657040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=2428106564174657040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2428106564174657040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2428106564174657040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/perhaps-its-time-to-bade-goodbye.html' title='perhaps perhaps;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQsNUYl6jBI/AAAAAAAABE0/SorVR14_7L0/s72-c/Halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-904025387299993857</id><published>2008-10-30T19:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:37:03.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears is hard to retrieve back;</title><content type='html'>did physical theory test.thank Mr Mani for the hints when going through of questions! :D wanted to run but since no one is running so yeah changed back and headed off to cafe 1 with Estee and Esther.power of absorption is strong today! of course must make use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch break! and saw Estee's candy standing outside cafe 1 selling tickets for inter ITE College Talent Competitions.after lunch Twins and Gladys went off first to TnF Sport Meeting.soon guys and i left to Forum.saw the candy i used to stalk.heart pumped faster as usual. he is simply gorgeous and handsome :P haha! OMG~ but taken up by Estee.well haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order not to misuse my power of absorption, i follow closing with Ms Loh prac today ,Daging Kambing! trained home with Estee talking crap.LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheek muscles are fully used today.shall conserve some of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are too much things for me to find out. but whenever the truths are exposed ,tears is hard to retrieve.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i miss the those nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;asked someone close to me did you chat with him? and she tell you that he chatted with her recently and he did take the initiatives to talk to her.what kind of expression will you show? i'm not jealous of her.i'm won't envy her.cause i know there won't be any sparks.i just don't understand ,why we had been driften away so much? we used to be close and dearly.and now we are like stranger.why we must we become like that? what really had happened? must i take the initiatives and therefore we can chat? i really miss chatting with you really leonard. whenever i see you online, i always wish you will chat with me but it is still as calm as sea.how i wish the time didn't pass so fast.i miss you i miss you i miss you leonard! can we went back to the past? can i have more courage to talk to you? i just want to return to our past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-904025387299993857?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/904025387299993857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=904025387299993857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/904025387299993857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/904025387299993857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/tears-is-hard-to-retrieve-back.html' title='tears is hard to retrieve back;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-2743708598332913169</id><published>2008-10-29T19:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:57:22.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but my words don't come out straight;</title><content type='html'>paid my 110% of attention during FHS practical :D did swabbing experiments recently.FHP and FHS phrase test are on the way.OMG! hopefully all the test will be a fruitful one (: lunch break.Estee saw the guy we used to high together whenever we saw him. i used to stalk him like mad and now is Estee turn.haha! FHS lecture is killing me.Ms Priya spend half an hour revising the previous lecture ,though all the lesson are linked up but also no need to repeat ma! lol. okay peeps ,i'm not emo ,sad ,anti social.i'm tired. i'm quiet because i want to relax my mouth muscles.woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys off to FHP practical test. best wishes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed home with Estee and Esther.saw Hong Keng at bus stop and we start to CHAT with him. initially, we were talking about why he don't want to take a straight bus till Paya Lebar then change to other bus.and therefore our crap start here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YH:"why you don't want to take bus 2 to Haig Road and then change to 155?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HK:"don't want luh ,i take 100"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YH &amp;amp; ESTHER:"might as well take direct bus ,so troublesome"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;things getting really no link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;suddenly we talked till bus 700&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YH:"have 700 meh? not 70 meh?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HK:"have ,go....."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*forget the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESTEE:" 700??!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HK:"ya ya 700"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESTEE:" what? 700?! ,ei what is 700 in chinese uh?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HK:" 700 in chinese is "七百" lor!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Laugh Our Ass Out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESTHER:" HK ,you say again?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*she start to voice record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HK:"700 in chinese is "七百" lor!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*saw some Malays start to giggle.of course they understand luh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YH:"ei ,say again lei!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*okay he repeated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YH:"orh.i will sent this to Ms Priya and Mr Goh. you will be debar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESTEE:"ya lor! expell uh"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YH:"so how's your plan?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HK:" i will own up cause i say foul languages ,i will take the responsibility myself"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*erm...things getting like HAHA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HK:"i realised our class have joker lei"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE:"who who?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESTHER:"me right?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESTEE:"me right?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YH:"i know luh it me!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aiya we luh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HK:"ya lor ya lor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the bus came ,we ignore him! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i know how to hide my trueself (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;i told myself i don't have the right to think or miss.he is simply too good for me. the conversations left still remain in my brain. but i'm still not over you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-2743708598332913169?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2743708598332913169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=2743708598332913169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2743708598332913169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2743708598332913169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/paid-my-110-of-attention-during-fhs.html' title='but my words don&apos;t come out straight;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6618237179683759984</id><published>2008-10-28T20:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T07:28:53.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the reasons;</title><content type='html'>FHP prac is a easy one. making "donut" but all our results end up as a muffins or biscuits.it taste hmmm..not bad too ,just like biscuits. Popeyes biscuits? the crust. feel really tired during practical. not depress ,emo nor anti social.haha!simply tired! maybe my expression had deceived everyone? whaha! i am a good actress! good at giving the signal to other people.woot! haha! saw Dorina :D i think we really gonna meet out somedays or have a lunch in school soon man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to TM,LJS for dinner :D walked around and trained home with Estee ,Esther ,David and Kong Hwee. happy trip home! i really can imagine *IF Kong Hwee and Estee were together.wahaha! anw ,it impossible! but the way they crap as though they are married can! haha! woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;though the tattoo is removed ,the scars will still remain. is there any other reasons for me to remove?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6618237179683759984?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6618237179683759984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6618237179683759984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6618237179683759984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6618237179683759984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/reason.html' title='the reasons;'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-765884017275777275</id><published>2008-10-27T13:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:42:48.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday Gladys (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GLADYS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;may you be well and happy always! may your path be a brighter one! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indulging in the cool and cloudy weather (: wheee~ craving for Sushi! omgg! imagine a large plates of sushi in front.argh! i believed Sushi and i 有深仇大恨 ,if not why am i always crave to eat it? haha! how i wish i am born in Japan :D whaha! anw i should feel honoured and stop whining haha. i'm fortunate to born in Singapore too! having soo many great friends around me ,beside me. I LOVEE THEM! I'M FORTUNATE! and I HAVE TO STOP WHINING HOW PATHETIC I AM! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare ,bye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;getting over you really need alot of courage and determinations.and that what i lack of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wanting to take up the initiatives to talk to you but i don't dare.and that what i lack of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thinking and imagine are what i am doing everyday.that the only way and things i dare to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i need is courage and words from you.but i know you won't give me anythings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PS:school start tomorrow! argh~ sian tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;OFMY.&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/784956689105992040-765884017275777275?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/765884017275777275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=765884017275777275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/765884017275777275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/765884017275777275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-gladys.html' title='happy birthday Gladys (:'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1094700220905827108</id><published>2008-10-26T23:41:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:57:23.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm always lying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;meet Esther and Kong Hwee at Bugis Control Station.soon Kelvin reached.guys when to have lunch while Esther and i walked around.Bugis bored us.so when to find the guys. soon Anthony came. so walked to Haji Lane ,which most of us did went before.oppps.shall went back again to have a good look :D! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bused to City Hall and walked to Marina Square and saw this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261496702280684866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQSXX8ZUVUI/AAAAAAAABDk/alzyqo4IKco/s400/WOOT!0614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261496698937174930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQSXXv8Ka5I/AAAAAAAABDc/voqN_hgALec/s400/WOOT!0613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is definitely cute can! mini tanks on grass patch having war! it cute! and of course passerby stopped and have a look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;walked to Suntec City to meet up with Kenneth for dinner! Just Acia. almost every weekend we will have our dinner there.regular customers (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;slacked at Esplanade. nice scenery and cool breeze (inregular) (: indulge in that very moments. and all the memories flashed through. it's terrible and sweet. contridict. bused home with Kong Hwee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261512572025294946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQSlzrzR0GI/AAAAAAAABDs/bXx2j_aX2AU/s400/WOOT!0629..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261514024730435986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQSnIPjLIZI/AAAAAAAABEM/wTVQA6UydIo/s400/WOOT!0632..jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;maybe she is tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261512594588581554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQSl0_2yPrI/AAAAAAAABD8/8bdLeO04gno/s400/WOOT!0615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261512587182147250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQSl0kQ9BrI/AAAAAAAABD0/HsUiqi9e6xw/s400/WOOT!0616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;memories stuck in my mind just like a lizard trap below a thick layer of paint.i'm really tired of waiting for nothing. all this while ,i'm hoping we can go back to the past but we just stuck as a stranger-friends statue. whenever i saw any significiant places ,i will think of you. didnt see you about for a month ,didnt have a proper chat with you for weeks. i thought i can survive without your accompany ,i'm wrong.probably i'm used to your exist. i rely on you alot. hoping to escape but brain just stuck in the past. all i want is more communications.but. i know ,i already lose you long time ago ,just that i'm not willing to give up and admit i had lose you. now ,i want to let it go ,but i cant. all i can do is ,pretend to give up on you.those feeling is killing me.piercing through my heart.will you even know how much tears run down my cheek? do you know how important you are to me? you dont know.i really have the urge to tell you how much i misses you.but when i think twice ,there isnt any nesscary for me to say it out.cause your feeling for me had already fade.i'm just a fool haha. seeing friends around me about to get together ,doing what we used to do ,my heart is sour but joy come out naturally.when friends shared how happy they are when with their boyfriend or crush ,again i think of the past we used to spend. you are really a scar in my heart which remain there forever. your voice ,your typing are what i misses everyday. i dont think i can get over you for months. i still miss you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/784956689105992040-1094700220905827108?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1094700220905827108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1094700220905827108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1094700220905827108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1094700220905827108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-killed-me.html' title='i&apos;m always lying'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQSXX8ZUVUI/AAAAAAAABDk/alzyqo4IKco/s72-c/WOOT!0614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-7710461110090324635</id><published>2008-10-25T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:14:15.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not over you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was blown away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What could I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It all seemed to make sence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your takin away everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I can't do without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I try to see the good in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The good things in life are hard to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're blowin away, blownin away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can we make this something good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I'll try to do to it right this time around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's not over,Try to do it right this time around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's not over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love is killin me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But your the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's not over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've taken all I can take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I cannot wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're wastin too much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bein strong, holdin on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't let it bring us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My life with you means everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I won't give up that easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blowin away blowin away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can make this something good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it's all misunderstood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I'll try to do to it right this time aroun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dIt's not over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Try to do it right this time around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's not overBut a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love is killin me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But your the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's not over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can't let this get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let it out, let it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't get caught up in yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's start over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well try to do to it right this time around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its not over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But a part of me is dead and in the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love is killin me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But your the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's not over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lets start over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its not over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love is killin me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But your the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's not over&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261109848356388018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQM3iFOXfLI/AAAAAAAABDQ/u246GBFj4M4/s320/Let_Me_Free.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-7710461110090324635?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7710461110090324635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=7710461110090324635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7710461110090324635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7710461110090324635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_25.html' title='I&apos;m not over you.'/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SQM3iFOXfLI/AAAAAAAABDQ/u246GBFj4M4/s72-c/Let_Me_Free.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-2186657464120953137</id><published>2008-10-24T18:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:13:25.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WISH I COULD READ YOUR MIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home.stomach cramp makes me cruddled on bed.accompanied granny to ICA Building to take her new passport.waited for almost an hour.malay chicken rice! and Mr Bean soya milk! 好吃又好饱! thank granny for your treat :D rest at home today.shall update myself with the town soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool weather makes me lazy and sleeeepy~ craving for swimming and peach mochi but..argh! never mind next week! hehes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wandering what hair cut should i choose? alright start with,&lt;br /&gt;hair colour - &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;light brown? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;golden brown? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fringe - side parting? bangs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair style - perm? rebond? remain?&lt;br /&gt;anway ,shall start with colouring first before what hairstyle i should choose (: gonna save up and waiting for my hair to grow longer wheeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare ,bye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything had changed.what really had happened?should i blame the time which flies or should i blame myself for not taking up initiatives? how i wish time paused 2 weeks ago.nights then was definitely great ,lovable and memorable. but now,the night i spent was calm ,lonely.tears fell almost everyday. will you understand my misses for you? my worry for you? seeing you moody and down makes me moody and helpless. wishing you will tell me everything but you never.hoping you to share all your sorrows with me but you never.seeing you online ,hoping you will nudge me like the past,but i can't find it anymore.hoping our conversations will last ,but not anymore. what really had happened? you always say you are not a good person? why you have to describe yourself as a bad one? i really hope you can be more optimistic and be more cheerful. you are a good guy with gold heart ,a helpful ,friendly ,understand guy.you are the best guy i ever find in my life. really. i always praying hard that we can chat everyday and be more than what we are now. can you and i return to the past?or even start from the starting and move on to someone even closer? i really love you ,will you even know? will you miss and love me too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;will you ever know my feeling for you?&lt;s&gt; l.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-2186657464120953137?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2186657464120953137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=2186657464120953137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2186657464120953137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2186657464120953137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wish-i-can-read-your-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6497382248797322555</id><published>2008-10-22T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:14:52.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XIAO MAN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;May you be well and happy!May your Os will be a fruitful one.no matter how tough the road is try your very best okay? Hope you like my presents uh haha! LOL :D anw ,HAPPY 17TH BORTHDAY (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sch today is okay luh.FHS prac is understandable and rather easy? did rapid swabbing all this while. FHS lecture is damn dry didnt have the mood to listen to lecture. sorry people if my attitude and character suck today! sorry! mood swing :P i don't understand myself either. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;left right after school with Estee and Esther.Twins went home while i choing to Bugis to buy presents for Ms Ch'ng. thinking what should i buy? of course i won't buy something that are only for display.waste money and not realistic lor. so a Famous Amos's Cookies ,Ultraman Fan( she is known to be Ultraman) and a massager.Hoping the massager can ease her ache while studying for Os. woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw ex classmates.kinda excited cause didnt saw them for months!hoping they are coping well for Os (: soon peeps left and left Sock Hiang and i.chatting.must update myself with them.okay luh ,busybody.woot! mac spicy for dinner!damn full!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bused home and stomach start to ache! argh! anw ,pictures :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;take care ,bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259986874219204626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP86MYkNkBI/AAAAAAAABCQ/I6Npv7V2wog/s400/WOOT!0558.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;:P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP86MA8K7AI/AAAAAAAABCI/22PM6rwzr2o/s1600-h/WOOT!0554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259986867877243906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP86MA8K7AI/AAAAAAAABCI/22PM6rwzr2o/s400/WOOT!0554.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bday girl :D 6 years of friendships and still counting (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP86M7BRbgI/AAAAAAAABCY/_t5L3Rn3mY8/s1600-h/WOOT!0559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259986883467898370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP86M7BRbgI/AAAAAAAABCY/_t5L3Rn3mY8/s400/WOOT!0559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVEEE THEM :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259986890986915970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP86NXB8iII/AAAAAAAABCo/Qg-WMUA3uuM/s400/WOOT!0571.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 4D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP87bC8BUmI/AAAAAAAABCw/aXKzmz_MS0k/s1600-h/WOOT!0573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259988225623151202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP87bC8BUmI/AAAAAAAABCw/aXKzmz_MS0k/s400/WOOT!0573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP87bzf9KzI/AAAAAAAABC4/Pb8yDQ2DH1A/s1600-h/WOOT!0574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259988238658775858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP87bzf9KzI/AAAAAAAABC4/Pb8yDQ2DH1A/s400/WOOT!0574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP87b6fNevI/AAAAAAAABDA/EZVs2LuDNQo/s1600-h/WOOT!0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259988240534698738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP87b6fNevI/AAAAAAAABDA/EZVs2LuDNQo/s400/WOOT!0575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gerald ,Nixon and Wei Bin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我只求见到你的笑 ,我只求你要快乐 ,要幸福答应我好吗?&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/784956689105992040-6497382248797322555?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6497382248797322555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6497382248797322555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6497382248797322555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6497382248797322555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-xiao-man-d-may-you-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SP86MYkNkBI/AAAAAAAABCQ/I6Npv7V2wog/s72-c/WOOT!0558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-791196981451830511</id><published>2008-10-21T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:58:55.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XIN YI :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XIN YIIIIIIII! may all your wishes come true (: stay happpy and pretttty! spree soon with CS! takecare :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;meet Estee and Gladys to school's swimming pool.our e-zlink card don't allow us to enter the pool.damn! so the guard ask us to crawl in. LOL! weird can! crawl in. can't he use his card to tap? weird guards. saw SM guy. it freak us out! i think that guy did remember us ,school isn't that big and cafe is the only place where we can see SM people.changed and jumped into the pool. swam few laps and rest.pretty fun.trying to swam continuously in order to build up my stamina.woot! bathed and Gladys went up to FHS's practical kan jiong-ly.so Estee and I went cafe 1 for lunch.dumpling noodles! off to FHP's practical test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;test is easy just that i mess up the group.sorry Bevan ,Ramnah and Vanessa Ng. Ms Ma is really argh annoying and trouble maker! she asked us to measure the biscuit ,of course we know what to do. but problem is we just grind the biscuit and wanted to measure.she is there to ask why never measure.LOL! is she going to expect us measure the piece of biscuit with a teaspoon? never mind we followed right after she whine for nothing. then well we don't know how to fix the grinder into the machine ,she just stare and look.then ask ms loh to come over to comment our ways. damn irritating and fake can! argh! and she just lectured us.who give a damn! i didn't realised she is our group examiner and i was rude to her.and she gave me a pat on my shoulder.i know your meaning can! sarcastic teacher! after test ,Ramnah ,Vanessa Ng and i stayed back for clean up. i start to pop questions to ms loh trying to know ms ma more well.she is speechless too and of course she can't gave comment on that too.oppps.anyway i don't give a damn to who she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went cafe 1 ,Estee saw the guy! haha she is damn high! woot but he went off as soon as we reached.awwww haha! didn't saw him going to sport hall route ,so i guessed he went home.told her and we went off stalking where could he went to! haha! not at bus stop.so predicted he went the other road to sport hall. Estee is kinda disappointed. ): bus-ed home with Estee and Vanessa Ng but Vanessa Ng dropped at Tanah Merah MRT.talk crap on bus with Estee! haha!trained home after that from Lavender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw ,HAPPY BIRTHDAY XIN YIIIIII :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;takecare ,bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm useless.i can't help you much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;trying to help you but i mess things up. uselss creep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-791196981451830511?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6365457137749635908</id><published>2008-10-20T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:15:43.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>妳的回話凌亂著 在這個時刻我想起噴泉旁的白鴿&lt;br /&gt;甜蜜散落了情緒莫名的拉扯 我還愛妳呢&lt;br /&gt;而妳斷斷續續唱著歌 假裝沒事了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時間過了 走了 愛情面臨選擇&lt;br /&gt;妳冷了 倦了 我哭了&lt;br /&gt;離開時的不快樂 妳用卡片手寫著&lt;br /&gt;有些愛只給到這 真的痛了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麼了 妳累了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不說了 愛淡了&lt;br /&gt;夢遠了開心與不開心一一細數著 妳再不捨&lt;br /&gt;那些愛過的感覺都太深刻 我都還記得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳不等了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我錯了 淚乾了 放手了 後悔了&lt;br /&gt;只是回憶的音樂盒還旋轉著&lt;br /&gt;要怎麼停呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳的回話凌亂著 在這個時刻&lt;br /&gt;我想起噴泉旁的 白鴿甜蜜散落了&lt;br /&gt;情緒莫名的拉扯 我還愛妳呢&lt;br /&gt;而妳斷斷續續唱著歌 假裝沒事了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時間過了走了 愛情面臨選擇&lt;br /&gt;妳冷了 倦了 我哭了&lt;br /&gt;離開時的不快樂 妳用卡片手寫著&lt;br /&gt;有些愛只給到這 真的痛了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麼了 妳累了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不說了 愛淡了 夢遠了&lt;br /&gt;開心與不開心一一細數著 妳再不捨&lt;br /&gt;那些愛過的感覺都太深刻 我都還記得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳不等了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我錯了 淚乾了 放手了 後悔了&lt;br /&gt;只是回憶的音樂盒還旋轉著&lt;br /&gt;要怎麼停呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麼了 妳累了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不說了 愛淡了 夢遠了&lt;br /&gt;我都還記得&lt;br /&gt;妳不等了 說好的 幸福呢&lt;br /&gt;我錯了 淚乾了 放手了 後悔了&lt;br /&gt;只是回憶的音樂盒還旋轉著喵 要怎麼停呢&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6365457137749635908?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6365457137749635908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6365457137749635908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6365457137749635908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6365457137749635908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-4107355021499758948</id><published>2008-10-19T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:25:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the cup is unfill now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though the cup is semi filled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but as time goes by,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the cup will still evaporate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter how much i pour,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so long i put the cup under the sunlight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it will still evaporate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if there is a curtain to blind it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the water level will still remain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the water is no longer under the sunlight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no longer in sunlight .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the cup is now in the dark room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mosquitoes start to breed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i have to pour away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cup left unfill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what if the water is change frequently,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and there isn't any breed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and make sure the water is in the dark,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;isn't it great that the water is always fill and free from breeding?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you understand my theory?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish the water can be overflow sometimes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'm willing to clean up the mess,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so long it continue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will i ever have this chance again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;i miss you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-4107355021499758948?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4107355021499758948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=4107355021499758948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4107355021499758948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4107355021499758948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/cup-is-unfill-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5723885088246431233</id><published>2008-10-18T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:16:45.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DISTANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;meet Estee at Outram Park while waiting for Kenneth ,Kong Hwee and Wen Qin.Kong Hwee sleeping lor! PIG! after everyone reached trained down to Seng Kang and waited for Anthony to fetch us to Seng Kang Recreation Center.the pool is big and crowded. slack ,swim and rest are basically what we did.swam for 4 hours! my finger had a long contact with water and the skin stringe.left the guys at pool while Estee and i went off to clean up first.how i wish someone will replace me to bath.damn tired and restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to Compass Point for dinner ,KFC.FULLED! so walked around before heading home.everyone is tired and shag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright nothing to write too.&lt;br /&gt;takecare.bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your cold shoulder really treat me as though like enemy.what had i done? i smsed you ,no reply.chat with you on msn ,no reply.WHAT HAD I DONE? do you really hate me? why you have to avoid me? am i that irritating?am i that annoying? i take up the initiatives to talk to you because i wish to return to the past ,we used to have.can't you even give me a chance? i'm really disappointed and sad when you never reply my sms and msn.will you understand my heartache?your ignored really kills me.why you will treat me like that? even i tears will you know? do you know your importance in my heart?no matter what you say and did will affect my mood ,expression and life.i really hope you are not avoiding me.i'm praying hard you are just busy that why.Buddha please guide me through this darkness. Leonard you always make my world different ,up or low. I miss you ,Leonard.i really do.i always wish i have the courage to say this to you but words get stuck. you are the only one who decide my happiness and sadness.you are my soul.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;are you avoiding me? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5723885088246431233?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5723885088246431233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5723885088246431233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5723885088246431233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5723885088246431233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/distant.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-2873547963924000820</id><published>2008-10-17T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T23:17:12.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXCITED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up at 7.and stomach start to ache like hell.planned not to go school so smsed Esther that not meeting anymore.in the end i went. LOL! FHS prac is kinda fun.swab microbes from the tabletop ,and now we are waiting for the results :P Ms Priya is sooooo longwinded! she keep repeating the answer for don't know how many times.argh! so wait patiently and stare at her as if i'm listening..opps.the CARE session is equal to collecting debts.LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;off with Clique to POPEYES ,T1 for lunch! dam unlucky can! white polo stained with chilli sauce! damn! thank Esther man accompanied me in toilet for cleaning up :D ate our lunch and soon Esther went off to fetch lil bro.went to T2 and took train down to TM.Estee searching for swimming suit ,while i'm looking for budget goggles whahaha!which cost $10.90! cheap uh? haha! i admit i'm budget.cause i need to buy a goggles with degree which actually will cost more.so ya lor ,will go to Vanessa Ng's working place to buy. HAHA! i sound sooo like auntie luh now! shit! went to  Food Court and slack.Guys eating dessert.discuss about tomorrow outing.i'm super excited and scare LOL! keep thinking should i buy a new swimming suit not. cause my old one colours is like er...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trained home with Estee (: didnt talk much cause don't know what to chat lei.sorry! she is tired.sms with Xin Yi. Thumbs up for you! hehes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rest awhile while waiting for dad to come home.i date him out! and he knows my motive haha! went Bugis which is the nearest shopping center at my estate ,to buy swimming suit.HAHA! look around and there is one piece which caught my eyes.i look at the price and look up at my dad.purposely say too expensive liao i look around uh.haha! but in the end i bought .that the only one which really caught my eyes LOL! price is not that expensive ,since my dad say it reasonable so why not?just buy! haha so dad bought a new headset for himself. which actually i need 1 too just that i too paiseh le.waste his money lei.bought food for mum.she hadnt eat yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm excited and nervous for tomorrow outing @ Seng Kang Swimming Recreation Club/Center! HAHA! LAME! Esther come after the swim hor! alright? hehes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye .takecare!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-2873547963924000820?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2873547963924000820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=2873547963924000820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2873547963924000820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2873547963924000820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/excited-woke-up-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-2947440940034611740</id><published>2008-10-16T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:40:58.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHANGED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;skipped SW and FHP's lecture.accompained grandma to ICA Building to do a new passport.As she is going to Malaysia with her friends.active old folks uh! haha.somemore i can wake up late.wheee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went school alone.on the way ,mood sunk like shit!thoughts really can kill me.there are too many "Why?" lol.. reach school and straight go cafe 1 to find clique.FULL! so seprated seats again. too much thinking and probably memories in the school ba.opps! Estee is damn HIGH luh can see Shane so clearly.while eating ,she keep looking..woot! sai luh. i make it! i didnt even turn around to look at Shane lor. WOOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pest Control talk.er..boring luh.keep on drawing.the speaker try his very best to make us interested and Ms Priya is there making sure we keep quiet.LOL! did not make any effort to listen.sorry uh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sorry Xin Yi for not turning up your bday celebrations ): lesson end rather late and not really feeling well.sorry! shall sing happy bday song through MSN to you! whee~ anw SORRY! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;off to Dobhy Ghuat with Estee and Esther. went to eat the Korea food.cheap and nice! chatted non stop throughout the journey.LOVE IT MAN! finally i ordered the Tom Yam Chicken Soup which i craved for days.YUM~ Twins had Spicy Chicken Set Meal.Freeee Flow of ICE CREAM! DOUBLE CHOCOLATE!!! OMG NICE CAN! MUG WITH VANILLA ICE CREAM ,FLOAT! FREAKING DAMN NICE LUH! haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after dinner ,Estee complaining stomachache ,so went to PS's toilet! haha! walked around finding presents but that present is super hard to find lor.DIY! anw not the first DIY present for her le hehes :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;To Clique:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;hmmm..i realised most of them had changed.not the look.not the character.it is the attitude. everything is soooo much way different from months ago.everyone used to be happy going out ,talking crap in school ,online and outings.what really had happened?is it true that you are tired?or that is the excuse? if that an excuse dont mind change one? or JUST SAY THE FACT! this really break my heart.seeing everyone leaving apart.girls are within that area ,guys are within that location.Clique mean staying apart?no longer together?but from what i know ,Clique is a group of people who have fun together ,do things together and share problems together.but what i can see now is ,fun no longer surround us ,things did separately ,problems kept in oneself.Peeps if any unsatisfactory PLEASE SAY OUT! IT BREAK OUR HEART TO SEE EVERYONE HAVING A GAP IN BETWEEN. the gap can be still fill with happiness and trust again.lets return to the past and had FUN AGAIN?alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;我好想挽回我们所遗失的美好从前&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;给我多一点勇气弥补一切好吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;我好怀念我所拥有过的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;多一次好吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-2947440940034611740?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2947440940034611740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=2947440940034611740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2947440940034611740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2947440940034611740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/changed.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5554310152876548805</id><published>2008-10-15T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:45:26.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw my dream!&lt;br /&gt;screw everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5554310152876548805?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5554310152876548805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5554310152876548805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5554310152876548805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5554310152876548805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/screw-my-dream-screw-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-4970903391248532824</id><published>2008-10-15T20:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:39:48.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;MS CHUA CHERNG SHING ,BIMBO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship with him or her?&lt;br /&gt;I H HER status&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions of him or her?&lt;br /&gt;1. Crazzzy&lt;br /&gt;2.Bimbo&lt;br /&gt;3.Friendly&lt;br /&gt;4.Caring&lt;br /&gt;5.Strong (as in mentally and physcially)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing he or she has done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Everything we did together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing he or she has said to you?&lt;br /&gt;I H YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he or she becomes your lover you will?&lt;br /&gt;Erm..do i look like i'm not straight? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he or she becomes your lover, the thing he or she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;Till now i think she is alright! no matter how bad she turn i still love her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he or she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;That's impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you want to tell him or her now is?&lt;br /&gt;Stay strong and take care! I will be there for you :D&lt;br /&gt;Call me whenever you are bored! 24/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your overall impression of him or her is?&lt;br /&gt;I LOVEEEE HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you think people will feel around you?&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's not a bad one. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters you love about yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Crazzzy! Talk crap! argh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, characters you hate about yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Emotional and Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;MYSELF. why should i be someone else? everyone is unique (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people that care or like you, anything to say to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU CLIQUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank for giving me all unforgettable memories ,though there might be some misunderstandings and conflicts in between us.But no pain ,no gain! right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU TWINS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank for being the true friends :D spent almost everyday with you 2. you 2 never fail to cheer me up when i'm moody. always be there for me! without your humourous and crapping jokes ,i believe i can't open myself to everyone (: THANK YOU! I LOVEEE YOU 2 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU EMO FOUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though we didnt have the chance to contact everyday or go out during weekends.this group of girls really are spiritual friends which i can't find in our society.Buddhist bring us together and we spent memorable days and times in camp or during sharing. the Vivo outing definitely is my happier day even spenting with you all! hope that we can stay in contact more often and EMO FOUR ALWAYS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;*UPDATED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people who you wish to know how they feel.&lt;br /&gt;1.Esther&lt;br /&gt;2.Estee&lt;br /&gt;3.Cherng Shing&lt;br /&gt;4.Anthony&lt;br /&gt;5.Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;6.Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;7.Kong Hwee&lt;br /&gt;8.Leonard&lt;br /&gt;9.Wen Qin&lt;br /&gt;10.Xin Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is No. 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If No. 7 and No. 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;NO.They don't even know each other.HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is No. 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;Applied Food Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with No. 3?&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music/band does No. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Twin sister ,elder sister and lil brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo No. 3?&lt;br /&gt;NOPE. BFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How 'bout No. 7?&lt;br /&gt;YO BRO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the surname of No. 5?&lt;br /&gt;Mr ANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a hobby of No. 10?&lt;br /&gt;Staring at Jay Chou's poster and start to dream~ (kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 5 and No. 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Clique! Teammates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is No. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;College East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about something for No. 1&lt;br /&gt;Great listener ,calm ,pretty and understanding! I LOVE HER :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for No. 8?&lt;br /&gt;Want to know uh? Ask me lor. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does No. 9 live?&lt;br /&gt;Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour does No. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are No. 1 and 5 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! A white Snawzer ,Snowy.It's cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;When he sing 笨小孩 OMG sooo HOT can! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is No. 10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Resting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quiz is fun and exciting!WOOT! thank for the tag! Cherng Shing :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-4970903391248532824?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4970903391248532824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=4970903391248532824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4970903391248532824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4970903391248532824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/person-who-tagged-you-is-ms-chua-cherng.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-7103912328638727315</id><published>2008-10-14T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:55:14.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things happened then was great and stable&lt;br /&gt;we fought all ways to communicate ,no matter in day or night&lt;br /&gt;seeing you around is a relieved ,a joyful moment&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;when you left to somewhere that really can fufill your dreams ,your ambitions&lt;br /&gt;everything is crashed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when times goes by i realised there isnt a need for me to leave you back&lt;br /&gt;so long your direction in life is on the right path&lt;br /&gt;i know that there are always ways for us to stay contact&lt;br /&gt;at first everything were just like the past.&lt;br /&gt;you made my night bright that day ,that moment ,that very minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows&lt;br /&gt;things happened now is no longer great and stable&lt;br /&gt;rocking.&lt;br /&gt;there are always ways for us to stay in contact&lt;br /&gt;but things turn up to be opposite&lt;br /&gt;whenever you are online&lt;br /&gt;i just hope you will talk to me&lt;br /&gt;there are few percentage you will take initiatives&lt;br /&gt;if not we just didnt even talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unexplainable feelings just stuck in between my mouth and throat&lt;br /&gt;wanted to say but fingers turn stiff&lt;br /&gt;thoughts went blank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot to say to you but who will be the one who give me courage and support&lt;br /&gt;i dont ask much from you&lt;br /&gt;all i want from you is to understand me&lt;br /&gt;shall we bring the past back to the present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you know how much you mean to me?&lt;br /&gt;will you ever get it?&lt;br /&gt;will you try to know more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying to know your answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-7103912328638727315?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7103912328638727315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=7103912328638727315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7103912328638727315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7103912328638727315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-happened-then-was-great-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1873211552826283375</id><published>2008-10-13T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:39:18.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOST MY BALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a promise to Estee.see my title uh! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a brand new Monday! school start at 9+.had hard time getting out of bed and preparing.trained down to school alone and saw shi jia on the bus. FHP lecture is a longgg one.probably i'm tired or my concentration getting lower.haha! talked with Estee to kill time too. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;break! FHS lecture suck! i dont even bother to listen somehow.keep on talking with Estee. we keep giggling and ms priya ,you know she is super sensitive and "allegy" to noise pollution.so ya lor keep quiet and i pretend to listen attentively.HAHA! intro me to Mediacorp uh.LOL! she wanted to go through the answer on previous class test ,she asked Kelvin to wait outside the lecture room in order to go through the answer.LAME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LLA is really a fast one today! I LOVE LLA THE MOST! it always not longer than 1 an hour. Mr Calvin went through our project with us.everything is on the right track and know we just need to contact the Orphanage ,Science Center and MacDonald. went down to LLA department to clearour doubts with the SH? dont know. we start to make fun of Mr Calvin. Estee saw him coming out from toilet and start to question him Estee: " did you wash hand uh?"&lt;br /&gt;Mr Calvin went round wanting prove his hand is wet by touching Estee. OPPPS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YH: " wash hand doesnt mean he have put soap what?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr Calvin went round wanting me to touch ,try to protect by throwing bag to him.SORRY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after everything is solved ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we start to disturb him again saying why is his picture so white ,why he dont have hair in the past ,he look like bun bunny! OMG! though mean but really fun luh! i think he is real pek and wanted to laugh too! woot! it fun!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;off to cafe 1 to find guys but we girls went off without the guys to East Point ,Estee needed to fix her handphone.disappointing feeling sorround us on the way.hai.planned to go Orchard with Esther while Estee going to fetch lil bro.but everything is cancel and hoping our plan for tomorrow will be a successful one? LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;home sweet home and SLEEP! aha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY 1 YEAR MY BLOOOOG! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thank for being my personal blog uh! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;screw you sickbug! get away get away. you irriating bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE! BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SEE YOU TUESDAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;希望你可以再给我力量.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;你爱不爱我会决定我下一步.现在我只求你一句爱我.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-1873211552826283375?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1873211552826283375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1873211552826283375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1873211552826283375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1873211552826283375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-lost-my-ball-promise-to-estee.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6218620261895277545</id><published>2008-10-12T19:29:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:36:57.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAST DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;planned to go swimming today.but i remembered my goggles break into half and i didnt buy yesterday.tsk! so yeah stayed at home all while.since my plan to swimming pool failed ,thinking should i ask dad to buy me a pair of white shoes..but he went out alone without asking me. argh! why i want a pair of white shoes? i dont know why too.probably it matches well with school uniform? kinda contridict ,during secondary school days hoping can wear fanciful shoes and now i miss wearing white shoes..LOL! &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mood sunk for no reason.damn shit! can feel the cold and just cold feeling.the one who know my dark secrets chatted with me ,Min Hui haha stupid! then Xin Yi :D exchanged my old secret with her new one ,it's worth yeah! woot! haha i bet she is missing her navy hunk uh? haha! shall find one day where Xin Yi,Cherng Shing and I are free.Spreeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss the past few weeks.time don't fly ,days teleport.HAHA! kinda excited for school tomorrow :D staying at home really kills me! though schooling can be quite boring and tiring but isnt it better rather than rotting uh? i miss mates ,i miss everyone! :O shall enjoy my very very last holiday before school really start. somehow miss Japanese Food Stall. HAHA! SPICY RAMEN!!!! anw ,time to mug hard! major exams round the corner too.shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKECARE! BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WTH! when school going to reopen ,down with cough.argh!!!! freak! anw gonna force myself to sleep early cause my bio-clock is already screw!aaargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;跌倒了再爬起来 ,拍一怕背后告诉自己别再犯错了.再来一次也没关系.始终我学会了自己跌倒自己爬呀 :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256273690143276466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SPIJEn84vbI/AAAAAAAABCA/mxJ4UXDbgHU/s320/Happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6218620261895277545?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6218620261895277545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6218620261895277545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6218620261895277545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6218620261895277545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SPIJEn84vbI/AAAAAAAABCA/mxJ4UXDbgHU/s72-c/Happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1980954549720901768</id><published>2008-10-11T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:54:51.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DISHEARTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;meet up with Clique at Orchard.i was the 1st to reach and i reached on time okay! haha called estee and anthony ,they will be late so walked to Kinokuniya.went to Photography session and start to flip through.there is a book that will teach you how to take pictures in different angel.it cool man! and pictures of fashion models.wow! flip through Princess Diana's photo album ,her expression did tell her feeling.kinda great! :D walked around in Kinokuniya aimlessly ,waiting for time to pass.called Estee and finally she was going to reach haha! so walked back to control to meet up with her.i thought she will wear long sundress but never.argh! haha at first i can't tell it her ,probably her sleevesless top? woot! soon Anthony ,Kenneth ,Kelvin came last but not least Wen Qin haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went Far East. walked aimlessly again. but on the way to Far East saw Steven Lim asking people for modelling?*guessing. Estee was excited to see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Estee: " If he saw me sure ask me for modelling de lor"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YH: "......"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked to Takashimaya ,Stadium ,guys looking for sport wears? saw Vanessa Ng! she is working (: went round Ngee Ann City to look for Esther.Estee and i shouted her name but she can't heard LOL! yeah meet up and find guys.everyone seems sian and tired lei.argh.saw Dorina and her peeps at Watson (: there is a old stupid man who actually two timing.at first i thought one of the woman is her daughter ,in fact is not! so can you imagine how old that man is? screw his haywire rusty brain.EWWWW! LOSER! walked to The Paragon ,Estee and Esther saw there primary school cute guy.they went crazy about him cause he is cute haha! saw Lindy with her girlfriend (: saw quite alot of people yeah! walked round and round.soon they found their target haha.Estee is excited lor. decided to had dinner at Billy Bomber at first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bused down to PS and peep start to give suggestion on why don't we eat Korea food? yeah cheaper too :P taste not bad. the presentation seems alright ,don't really open my appetite.but still not bad :D free flow drinks and ice-cream.WORTH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked to The Cathay to slack awhile.saw another old stupid man two timing.what on earth are they thinking? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BIG LOSERS!! YUCKS! I DESPISE YOU GUYS WHO TWO TIME! I SWEAR!&lt;/span&gt;planning for chalet.woot! yet to confirm?LOL! soon start to drizzle.the path i walked pass seems nothing or even nothing special ,but every path we walked definitely have it story behind it.so i do have one too. bused home alone without Kong Hwee ): haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anw HOME SWEET HOME :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE! BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;it kinda disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-1980954549720901768?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1980954549720901768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1980954549720901768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1980954549720901768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1980954549720901768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/kinda-dishearted.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-7944759541481787633</id><published>2008-10-10T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:55:23.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;下一步.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally i was out of house! no longer any cagebird.haha went to Jalan Besar Swimming Complex alone.suddenly have the urge to swim so yeah shut my labtop down and pack my stuffs ,off to Swimming Complex (: mum was like "huh? the sun was so strong. going alone uh?" well i purposely pick on the hot afternoon.cause i want to get tan! going alone is really good! can swim how many laps i want without waiting for friends or letting friends to wait for you.sort of paiseh lei.saw Xue Ping and his mum.i was kinda happy to see familiar faces at swimming pool (: childhood friends! :D kinda miss sheun kiat ,liang ping too ): didnt contact for years!! the pools are occupied by most of the male.only few ladies found.haha.hoping to see hunks but sad. none. haha! swam 10 laps at adult pool but halfway my goggles break into half.damn! so swam without goggles.tsk! proceed to children's pool and swim again.swam roughly 12-15 laps.swam 10 laps continuously.bulid my stamina back.string sun did darker my complex (: whee~ but tired my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hold the breath under water can temporary forget the problem.under water is really peaceful and quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bathe and went to buy fruits ,replenish H2O haha.walked home and again,on labtop and i'm here to blog lor haha.benefit from swimming man.can have darker complex and stay healthy!! woot! shall try to swim every weekend.try only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hoping tmr outing with clique will be a successful one and hoping there will be an outing too haha lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright stop here (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE! BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;you seems to came arcoss my mind now ,but later you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes you gave me hopes ,sometimes you gave me invisible paint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;what you really want? what we really want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-7944759541481787633?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7944759541481787633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=7944759541481787633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7944759541481787633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7944759541481787633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-412098652190032140</id><published>2008-10-09T17:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:55:55.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CLUELESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed at home for past 2 days.rainy days makes my lazy bone cracking out from my nerves.i'm lazy and very reluctant to do things.sat in front of my labtop watch videos ,listen songs ,online gaming i somehow did everything that can be found on the web.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wanting to learn how to handle a camera and take great picture.sign up the CCA in school ,but get no info from them.argh! imagine taking good picture around and people start to give you +VE or -VE comments ,isnt that great? +VE comments will definitely boost my confident ,-VE comments will urge me to learn more from others.Canon EOS 5D is my next far target. carrying a professional camera around the world taking the scenery ,people and the life.wow! god! i love it man!hobby since secondary school days.i swear i must have a very own camera and take great picture around the world.i gonna make it! :D LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stars and moon soon will be hang up on the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay stop here (: off to eve dreaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE! BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;shall i add the fuel back or shall i let you decide the next step?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;the flames that used to burn had reduced to spark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;can you stay happy always?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;all i want from you is stay happy and see your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-412098652190032140?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/412098652190032140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=412098652190032140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/412098652190032140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/412098652190032140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/clueless.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-2661487750142304280</id><published>2008-10-06T22:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:56:11.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOVE SUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up late therefore late for meeting up with cliques.sorry! of course i'm not the latest.haha went to Harbour Front Market for breakfast with Anthony ,Estee ,Esther ,Wen Qin. after that off to Giant to buy drinks. Skytrain! kinda excited to get myself tanned :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;changed and applied sun tan lotion.girls are indeed sporty when we changed haha. played Frisbee and volleyball also soaking ourselves in the sea water last but not least SUNTAN!! soon Kenneth and Kong Hwee came! kinda not use to Kenneth's new haircut.so guai! haha..volleyball match(just for fun).it's fun and funny haha! shall not elaborate why.lazy uh.went off with Kong Hwee to buy drinks for the guys.chatted on the way.we talk everything on the Earth that actually could happened haha! walked from one end to another.long journey.lol.initially Leonard is coming but not coming in the end.haha it alright.lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after buying drinks for peeps ,went off to bath.refreshing! realised that my forehead had sun burnt! haha also my shoulder.woot! that what i want to achieve (: wheee~ off to The Cathay for dinner.Astons Specialities.the food there are tasty and worth it.heavy dinner but bugus! went to PS to buy bubble tea.home sweet home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tired but fun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE! BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254066486826258098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="183" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SOoxoe2QTrI/AAAAAAAABBo/rYSDQiLqkfA/s320/wheee.jpg" width="362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;random :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-2661487750142304280?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2661487750142304280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=2661487750142304280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2661487750142304280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/2661487750142304280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-sun-woke-up-late-therefore-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SOoxoe2QTrI/AAAAAAAABBo/rYSDQiLqkfA/s72-c/wheee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6791572909920248034</id><published>2008-10-05T19:46:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:22:24.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYE BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to collect my spec with dad.and went to Century Square to buy tongue studs.and that my day (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nth much to say.EVERYTHING HAD CAME TO AN END.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE! BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;finally i know.all this while i'm dreaming and imaging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;your cold shoulder is a signal to me.anw i get it ,i know it.i wont be pester and miss you from this sec.thank for all the false hope and past care.i really appreciate it.i really do.all this while you had given me the sweetest things i even get from friends. thank you for the memories.i will remember it in my heart.i swear to forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks for letting me know the fact that we... thank bestie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6791572909920248034?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6791572909920248034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6791572909920248034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6791572909920248034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6791572909920248034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-3235337368359009839</id><published>2008-10-04T22:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:23:16.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ADORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;meet up with Cherng Shing , Li Wei's cousin and Xin Yi for lunch at Potong Pasir.had a chat there since it still early and didnt meet out so much now too (: I LOST MY STUD WHILE HAVING LUNCH!! ): argh! stud-less now for my tongue.argh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked to SBM.realised we were too early.rest awhile.soon Ze Ming and Ze Kui came.arranged meditation mattress.meditations and chanting start with 7 girls and 2 guys.haha! managed to see my long lost lil bro! didnt contact and ask this kid out for years! haha! hang qi said that those who came today are "qi ke" woot! yeah i didnt return for months le. Ven Bodhi arrived and therefore our debates start! the feeling she gave us are comfortable ,close ,relaxing and friendly (: debating was very cool. but i dont really involve. oppps...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went off right after sharing session.went to another temple to find Shu Hui and parents.meeting dad outside the temple..i thought i will reached before him but i miss the stop and i had to walk back to Eunos MRT station bus stop.screw! it far!! the timing is just right.when dad and i reach temple.the god from other temple came.didnt miss any part of it (: had dinner and chatted with Shu Hui.we had a great chat! talk about anythings that cross our minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;home sweet home (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;new spectacles ,new tongue stud tomorrow :D wheeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright stop here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just have the urge to tell him ,i miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really miss chatting with him.since the day we went out ,after that we didnt chat anymore.whenever you online i will appear offline.whenever i online you are already out.i really miss chatting with you at night.you know how much i miss not? i really have the urge to sms you or tell you i miss you.but i'm scare of your ans.the most you will reply ,haha.I MISS YOU LEONARD NG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-3235337368359009839?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3235337368359009839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=3235337368359009839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3235337368359009839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3235337368359009839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-9047534849909237794</id><published>2008-10-03T22:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:23:35.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MISS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed at home for 1 whole day.labby on whenever i wake up.woke up at 12 so can you imagine how long i had wasted the electricity? lol surf nets ,play online games ,do personality quizzes ,read horoscope ,listening to songs and watched online movies. sounds pack uh my day.NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched HK &lt;古惑仔&gt;old movies recommeded by Leonard. it nice! i must admit!they are damn cool! especially Chan Ho Nam.He is the leader of Causeway Bay.cool! their figure then was woho! haha. they are just freaking cool! they have loyalty ,guts ,brotherhood.IMPRESSED! thank Leonard for the intro (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;meeting Cherng Shing to SBM for sharing tomorrow then meeting up with Shu Hui (: wheee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay shall continue &lt;古惑仔 VI&gt; last series!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE EVERYONE (: BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you keep running in my mind.missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i started to miss you L.whenever you are online ,i will appear offline cause i know we wont chat on day.when i online you were already out to chill with friends. when you came back ,i'm already offline. damn! i really miss you luh! i miss chatting with you online and of course on phone!!! can we chat again this few days? I REALLY MISS YOUR VOICE AND YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-9047534849909237794?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/9047534849909237794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=9047534849909237794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/9047534849909237794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/9047534849909237794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/miss-stayed-at-home-for-1-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-7767422299251688508</id><published>2008-10-02T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:24:19.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;你是我的眼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to Teo Heng with Anthony ,Estee ,Esther ,Kenneth and Leonard.i'm late cause i want to sleep haha! sing a few songs and mood dont know why it sunk.haha! basically it fine :D mum called and definitely spoil my mood.but luckily it about to end.haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bused down to Suntec City.Estee went home to fetch lil bro home.sweet uh this sis haha! walked to Marina Square and had dinner (: while Kenneth was withdrawing cash ,Leonard wanted to try his luck to catch the Tigger ,he almost did it but the stupid acrade machine is forever stopping people from winning just for 1 try.he tried the next machine ,Winnie the Pooh.but still fail lei.damn the machine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pizze Hut for lunch?dinner? haha! kana scam! majority whine that it not full! the portions are too small! and it damn ex! we regretted for not eating New York New York.cause the price somehow the same.screw! okay enough of whining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to Esplanade rooftop to slack.the wind is rather strong.atmosphere for me to get sunk is damn great! walked here and there to relax myself and enjoy the scenery.walking in the breezing open space is marvellous.sat there and start to chat (: walked to the library @ Esplanade and relax.listening to the performance singing something like jazz? walked around and we found a corner for us to relax while listening to the public playing piano in the booked room.relaxing man!!!! the combination of dim light ,soothing piano melody,great night scenery ,friends gathered together to chat ,took pictures arent that great?I LOVE IT! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked back to Marina Square deciding our next locations.well next location is home.lol.took train home alone. woho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;basically i'm rather happy! :D really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright shall stop here (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE FRIENDS! BYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;your language somehow motivated me to move on to next step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;are we trying to open ourselves with them now? we did talked quite alot today outside.but i'm still afraid to talk to you in public.i shall learn to be more open.i really hope we can chat with each other on msn ,on phone and go out more often.are you giving me any hope? or false hope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-7767422299251688508?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7767422299251688508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=7767422299251688508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7767422299251688508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7767422299251688508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/went-to-teo-heng-with-anthony-estee.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-4743207073760026207</id><published>2008-10-01T19:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:13:01.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY CHILDREN DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SALAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;May all children in the world can be always cheerful , naive and cute! :D may the children in less fortunate countries can be free from suffering and illness.ENJOY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;May all Muslims in the world can enjoy their special occasions with their love ones.ENJOY! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to Katong Shopping Center with dad to fix a new spectacles whee~ black frames (: i shall look more decent and smart. geeek~ went to Bugis to hunt for my stuffs! woho! bought a facial foam ,a pant and a thumb drive :D woho! wanted to buy a tee shirt but i scare dad start to whine like an old nagging man so yeah better end my spree with last thumb drive. i want to spree more in order not to neglect my new wardrobe with old pieces. next target ,vintage bag ,graphic tee ,gladiator slipper woho! but i still need to save money to buy MP bag (: whaha! shall leave my targets behind first :P MP MP bag! whaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright stop here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE! BYE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;any chances tonight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really miss you boy.shall our conversations continue tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-4743207073760026207?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4743207073760026207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=4743207073760026207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4743207073760026207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4743207073760026207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-children-day-salamat-hari-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-8143300386806825342</id><published>2008-09-30T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:44:48.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think it is swinging again.but there nothing i can do.will get over damn soon whenever it came. i enjoy every moments that happen not long ago. getting comfortable with it and i'm in love with it (: lets swing and hang a smile on our faces.indulge in this moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it you.i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;你让我沉醉在甜蜜中,是你让我感受到有一种情比任何的友情跟亲我们之间到底属于哪一种情呢?我们之间太复杂了.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-8143300386806825342?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8143300386806825342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=8143300386806825342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8143300386806825342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8143300386806825342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-it-is-swinging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5347172075962405902</id><published>2008-09-29T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:58:09.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mood sunk once again. i always tell myself it really impossible and impossible but i keep on dreaming and wandering.why must i end up in this situations?which actually i can enjoy my holidays and even my life.but why must i? i find myself rather stupid and naive.stare in the blank and start to imagine the possible moments.but in realistic it wont even happen.all the happy moments wont last.things which is ment to be happy ,the ending will be disappointment or unhappy one.why will this happen?can anyone explain?i'm really tired of staying in those stupid situations.really tired and sick of it.probably in the statue of best of the best friend is better for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5347172075962405902?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5347172075962405902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5347172075962405902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5347172075962405902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5347172075962405902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-mood-sunk-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6864787698051798273</id><published>2008-09-29T19:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:45:52.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEST OF THE BEST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed at home today.have a great sleep and rest haha..i love the feeling of staying at home slacking and resting.the rain in the afternoon makes me sleepy.lay on my bed thinking and wandering....kinda relaxing uh.woke up , had dinner and again surf nets. boring but i start to use to it and indulge in it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shall stay at home till there is another outing (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the sense of belonging return once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;love chatting with you last night.really i love it. we talk about anything that flash through our minds.you concern me a lot i really appreciate. this is the first time we chatted till 4am. i swear yesterday night is the boldest day i ever had.you said no girl want you. i dont know wth i'm thinking i said i want?WTF! during &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;theconversations we did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TAKECARE BYE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;talk about BGR.you always pursuade me to tell you what am i thinking and what matter that keep bothering me.i really want to tell but i dont have the courage.you are all the "matters" that bothering me. you said you treat me as a 很好很好的朋友.why must i be in that statue? can i have more?more than that? i just wish that we can always have a closer relationships than others. i will learn not to keep things from you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6864787698051798273?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6864787698051798273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6864787698051798273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6864787698051798273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6864787698051798273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/best-of-best-stayed-at-home-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-9069415605393389682</id><published>2008-09-28T22:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:46:15.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COMPETITIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went down to National Library to support guys , Tchoukball competition.quite excting seeing 7 different groups from organisations , schools or clubs. i must admit that the guys had done their very best.i admit! good games (: at first estee ,esther and i were kinda excited to see the match but when time goes by..abit boring lei haha..probably too much matches? finally their matches finished! woot! went to Rochor Center's coffee shop for dinner. it nice ,but after eating estee ,esther and my stomach start to oppose. we suspected the condense milk in the tea? no luh! i believe it some reactions in between Bak Gu Tei and milk tea haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kong hwee and kelvin went home first.rest of us went to MS.trying our luck to have a glance of F1 competition. it marvellous! really! the sound effect is tremendous and loud! the screeching from the cars made us wanted to vomit haha.it damn high pitch! soon we left and walk around MS.chatting with wenqin and we agreed to one thing. Michael talks non stop! haha! and most of the team mates dont like him..opps! i hate guys who talk non stop on 1 stupid particular thing.somemore is BORING TOPIC! worst than girls.i really must must admit!saw stella and shawn dating.woot! if i'm not wrong they had been together for almost 2 years? haha lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;train-ed home with anthony ,wenqin and michael.haha! okay end here (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;random pictures :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251092063328625970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SN-gaP2TZTI/AAAAAAAABBY/uX346Xk1caI/s320/WOOT!0431..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251092073622084450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SN-ga2MdG2I/AAAAAAAABBg/E79F20USDBk/s320/WOOT!0438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE! BYE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;please teach me how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i feel uncomfortable without chatting with you.it already a habit. i must learn to quit.frankly speaking i still miss and like you.i realised you had changed.i dont know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-9069415605393389682?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/9069415605393389682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=9069415605393389682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/9069415605393389682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/9069415605393389682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/competitions.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SN-gaP2TZTI/AAAAAAAABBY/uX346Xk1caI/s72-c/WOOT!0431..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5166578579691012766</id><published>2008-09-27T22:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:46:40.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO GO GUYS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;guys having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tcoukball&lt;/span&gt; competition tomorrow . best wishes and all the way! :D shall go down and had our moral support.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed at home today.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel like going out nowadays.like what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt; say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;homie&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! i enjoy staying at home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;! sleep ,eat ,slack ,sleep ,eat ,slack.. wild thinking of shit will increase too.damn! but i will learn to forget and enjoy my life (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay shall end here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TAKECARE&lt;/span&gt; EVERYONE :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;whenever i saw your pictures and how sad you are my heart start to ache.you are the only reason that makes my heartache.sometimes i really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what you really wants. you will chat with me whenever you like as though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; someone that "replace" your boredom.well i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; mean to say that but did you think of my thoughts before? i chatted with you but you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even bother to reply. i know recently your mood is bad but cant you just share with me? now not only your mood is bad so am i. your bad mood had affected me! in my mind 24/7 it all about you. i swear! did you know? all i want is just know what had happened to you.i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wish to see you suffering really i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5166578579691012766?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5166578579691012766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5166578579691012766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5166578579691012766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5166578579691012766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-go-guys-guys-having-tcoukball.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-3680441643208659947</id><published>2008-09-26T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:47:02.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN I HAVE AN ANSWER?JUST AN ANSWER WILL DO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mood is like weighing scale fluctuate whenever there is wind or vibration since holiday start.i really dont wish to be like this anymore.but oneself emotional with affect others ,affectuous feeling. i just want to know everything that happening recently.but no reply.it makes me wander alot of things.most of it is of course -ve. of course fume start to appear but i managed to extinguish the lil sparks off before it turn out to be flame.but now in my mind i just keep wandering..damn! things really makes me wandering for days. frankly speaking i wont get tired of wandering stuffs.i'm weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;read cherng shing's blog. she is really strong i must admit. she wil be fine.i believe she will (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright stop here. TAKECARE EVERYONE :D BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you makes me wander since the day i know i had fallen into you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-3680441643208659947?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3680441643208659947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=3680441643208659947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3680441643208659947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3680441643208659947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/can-i-have-answerjust-answer-will-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-4435560654215127471</id><published>2008-09-25T23:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:47:26.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;short post for today.fun ,lost ,wandering ,ignorant ,annoyed ,tired.shall i interpret it? i dont think so.it for me to know and for you to find out.well it not hard to find out if you are geek! trust me! only geek knows.okay i'm getting random and sidetrack.only word to express my feeling ,argh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKECARE EVERYONE :D&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;your left makes me feel lost. i'm really shocked.why there isnt any reply from you? you know from the time you left till now ,i always have the urge to sms you but i really scare you wont reply me or ignore my sms. can i be someone in your life ,knowing you better than other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-4435560654215127471?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4435560654215127471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=4435560654215127471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4435560654215127471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/4435560654215127471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/short-post-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-7953294545701307632</id><published>2008-09-25T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:26:40.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck my mood! what the hell i really want? damn! didnt i did it? why am i still thinking?! argh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-7953294545701307632?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7953294545701307632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=7953294545701307632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7953294545701307632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7953294545701307632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/fuck-my-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1896899904316572186</id><published>2008-09-24T16:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:48:54.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;GOODBYE AND TAKECARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;attended LiWei wake this morning.today is his final part in his life.meet WanLing on the bus.Had mac bkfast wih Felicia K and WanLing.Soon XinYi ,Forester ,Pearson ,JianYong ,YeowChong ,KaiWen ,YongTing and so on came.went off first with girls.Hoping we can help out ,but nothing for us to help out. The wind is super strong and cold.Paid our final respect to Liwei before we headed to Mandai.Seeing his family members ,cousins and loved ones tearing ,my heart really ache. Ah-Team and some close buddy were there too. Reached Mandai. I started to tear when i saw Liwei's coffin pulling out and had our very very very last respect and farewell to him. His lil boy cousin cried profusely and keep shouting LiWei's name.I really cant take it anymore.I shattered. His body is pull off to incinerate..We were to go to viewing hall. The scene is really heartache and sad.Went to Buddhist Lodge to put his "ling wei" .hai. A young healthy cheerful adult just left us to somewhere better and somewhere with no suffering but with endless happiness. All of us believe LiWei will be very very happy and peaceful in the better realms.Takecare my friend.You will be remembered by us forever. Goodbye and takecare Liwei. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went to Bugis with YuanYi ,ZhiPeng and WanLing.Soon YuanYi went off for lesson.ZhiPeng went to buy present for FRIEND. soon we meet his FRIEND.well so WanLing and i of course not being gooseberry ,we went to Bugis Street and start to shop ard.Wanted to buy Vintage bag but WL said is old stock so okay i wait.haha! bought myself a butterfly blouse! wheee~ i want to burst my wardrobe with graphic tee ,blouse and tee shirt! woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay shall end here (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TAKECARE MY FELLOW DEAREST FRIENDS AND PEEPS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;为什么你对我和别人没有分别呢? 可以对我特别一点吗?我多么希望会有那么一天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-1896899904316572186?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1896899904316572186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1896899904316572186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1896899904316572186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1896899904316572186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-and-takecare-attended-liwei.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-7772841476912488235</id><published>2008-09-22T17:27:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:49:36.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENTWINE WITH DUSTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;holiday is tempting me to spree downtown till twilight. it time for me to pamper myself with therapy (: and probably changing myself to the better one? i'm trying to be what to be. mood is on off this few days. should i see throughly into it or should i carry a smile on face and let it go whenever wind come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm isnt as good as you thought. probably you has already see through me but not my inner deep heart. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;完美並不美 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;我們多虛偽你讓我的好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;變成一種罪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;完&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;美並不美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;當你愛了誰我的完美也只是 不完美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one is perfect but our dream are always perfect and lovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKCARE PEEPS (:&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY THE HOLIDAYS! WHEEE~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;一直以为我拥有了你 但想了想你对我和别人好像没有区别 一路来都是我在制作多情 是我想太多了 现在我只想要好好地拥有你所给我的好和体贴 我不想失去一切的美好和回忆 好想好想让时间停留在那一晚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-7772841476912488235?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7772841476912488235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=7772841476912488235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7772841476912488235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7772841476912488235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/entwine-with-dusts.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1846846786852884943</id><published>2008-09-21T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:32:39.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY WENQIN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to kelvin's house to celebrate with full attendance of clique! woot! meet esther , kenneth and wenqin at little india to buy FOOD! before going to kelvin's house..soon estee and kong hwee came with a CAKE! haha..later ,all of us beside kong hwee and anthony ,went to fetch leonard.LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slack awhile before start to prepare FOOD for STEAMBOAT! woho! and WE ARE READY TO EAT!!! bought quite alot of food which actually we cant finish it LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ton at kelvin's house! begged my mum damn hard and thank to kenneth and esther ,my mum is persuaded LOL! so clique ton over :D slack and talk crap in his house before going down to center of no where in the road haha.sat down and start to talk about ghost stories..it damn errie man! also leonard played guitar. went back to void deck and cintinue to slack..haha! soon everyone is like getting tired so went back to kelvin's house..again slack and use internet haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;light was off and soon everyone start to fall alseep..zzzzzz lol...woke up at 8 plus..and start to talk crap again..the feeling is like as though we were at chalet ,not at kelvin's house..opps! kelvin's dad on hi-fi in the early morning! haha..his dad is really crappy! like father like son lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cabbed home with kong hwee haha! tired man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;updated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepQ2C_KbI/AAAAAAAAA_s/1NMvzN26SeI/s1600-h/WOOT!0382..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248849997574646194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepQ2C_KbI/AAAAAAAAA_s/1NMvzN26SeI/s320/WOOT!0382..jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;preparations (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepRWZ6BWI/AAAAAAAAA_0/lIUeTj-2lc8/s1600-h/WOOT!0383..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248850006260712802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepRWZ6BWI/AAAAAAAAA_0/lIUeTj-2lc8/s320/WOOT!0383..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepR9TG3kI/AAAAAAAAA_8/6y7eFe_BWoQ/s1600-h/WOOT!0386..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248850016701177410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepR9TG3kI/AAAAAAAAA_8/6y7eFe_BWoQ/s320/WOOT!0386..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepSUfMXVI/AAAAAAAABAE/p-5YYUY_KII/s1600-h/WOOT!0389..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248850022925884754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepSUfMXVI/AAAAAAAABAE/p-5YYUY_KII/s320/WOOT!0389..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepS8IH2yI/AAAAAAAABAM/8BKYJ5b6VQI/s1600-h/WOOT!0400..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248850033566538530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepS8IH2yI/AAAAAAAABAM/8BKYJ5b6VQI/s320/WOOT!0400..jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bday boy (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248852310002742050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNerXcgzsyI/AAAAAAAABBM/1TCIpqE5HRM/s320/WOOT!0414..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248851340747246802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNeqfBwSjNI/AAAAAAAABAU/DB3A629iBXU/s320/WOOT!0404..jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;GUYS! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNeqflbJewI/AAAAAAAABAc/oNtFRjnQ_T4/s1600-h/WOOT!0405..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248851350322248450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNeqflbJewI/AAAAAAAABAc/oNtFRjnQ_T4/s320/WOOT!0405..jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LADIES! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNeqfwv2WKI/AAAAAAAABAk/SfsVt0tEaVU/s1600-h/WOOT!0406..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248851353361864866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNeqfwv2WKI/AAAAAAAABAk/SfsVt0tEaVU/s320/WOOT!0406..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248851365968965698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNeqgftncEI/AAAAAAAABAs/IYHMuwoYObE/s320/WOOT!0408.......jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;CLIQUES! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNeqgtyWzcI/AAAAAAAABA0/wYD3zLOsEO0/s1600-h/WOOT!0409..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248851369746943426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNeqgtyWzcI/AAAAAAAABA0/wYD3zLOsEO0/s320/WOOT!0409..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNerWrIorhI/AAAAAAAABA8/gW6OocqfBV0/s1600-h/WOOT!0411..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248852296748019218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNerWrIorhI/AAAAAAAABA8/gW6OocqfBV0/s320/WOOT!0411..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNerW_s4FQI/AAAAAAAABBE/4NxbObiMZ1A/s1600-h/WOOT!0413..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248852302268732674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNerW_s4FQI/AAAAAAAABBE/4NxbObiMZ1A/s320/WOOT!0413..jpg" 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/784956689105992040-1846846786852884943?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1846846786852884943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1846846786852884943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1846846786852884943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1846846786852884943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-belated-birthday-wenqin-d-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SNepQ2C_KbI/AAAAAAAAA_s/1NMvzN26SeI/s72-c/WOOT!0382..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-9098455086423989283</id><published>2008-09-20T14:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:50:21.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;WILL BE REMEMBERED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;received sms from michelle that liwei had just passed away. the 1st person flash through my mind is cherng shing. i know no matter how much i comfort cherng shing ,it not going to reduce her sorrow or pain.her loved one is already gone. in my first impression ,liwei is a fierce and not friendly.but i am wrong ,since months ago ,i start to change my impression of him.he is a funny , humourous and crappy guy. Li Wei you aill always be remembered by us. My dear cherng shing , please stay really strong really. please come to me whenever you need help.i will be there for you always my dear girl. remember Emo Four is always there for you!! STAY REALLY STRONG MY DEAR CHERNG SHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-9098455086423989283?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/9098455086423989283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=9098455086423989283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/9098455086423989283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/9098455086423989283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/r.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-7980010764890815951</id><published>2008-09-18T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T02:00:34.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IGNORE THIS POST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm bored at home seriously! haha but well it great! slack , sleep , eat.. woot! but head went haywire again..giddy and ache..wanted to take a good nap but grandma on the tv volume till too loud..slowly get into sleeping without thinking..LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally i can take out my stitches tomorrow at 2 pm! finally! at least i can bath normally..shall skip school again and had a great sleep before i shout during removing of stitches haha..LAME! I KNOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mood suck right at the moment.i choose to believe but in between believe there is still a lie. okay.i am just a nuisance in between it! i'm really tired of all those shit.since promise why must break?whatever.i will get use to it anyway.get to see the true colour of the sky.it not always as blue as you thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-7980010764890815951?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7980010764890815951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=7980010764890815951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7980010764890815951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7980010764890815951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/ignore-this-post-im-bored-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-5560810985828426706</id><published>2008-09-17T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:24:15.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT ANYMORE.I GUESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not confident for today test..just pray hard that i will just pass..woot! head spinned when doing paper..focus! but after that i'm fine! oppps...waited for guys at cafe 1 while i am having my lunch..estee went home to fetch lil bro (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to MS with clique to shop around wanted to..shop lor! haha! saw my Nike sport bag again! shall say hi to it soon! and you will be mine whaha! walked into Slurplife and saw the bag(MP) .......... want! probably shall buy that first before i say hi to my Nike sport bag (: wheee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked around at MS and proceed to suntec city...nothing much there..slack at mac and guys start to intro their HANDSOME guy in Tchoukball! thank uh! haha! esther and i were like....what de! haha everyone is tired so home sweet home (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nothing much to add on...o ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;GET WELL SOON KELVIN ,GF! CLIQUE STILL WANNA HANG OUT WITH YOU! HEHES! TAKECARE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PLAY HARD PEEPS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;THANK PEEPS FOR ALL YOUR SINCERE REGARDS!! I WAS REALLY REALLY TOUCHED!!! THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i think you just treat me as a friend since those days. i really wish we wont end up like that.i really dont wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-5560810985828426706?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5560810985828426706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=5560810985828426706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5560810985828426706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/5560810985828426706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-3573043122370264186</id><published>2008-09-16T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:38:45.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;head spinned like hell when i hair dry my hair..on the train my head went ache..argh! headache is really killing me for whole day! had pest control talk..it interesting and fun but my head really cannot tahan anymore..shift my seat to somewhere that allow me to lie me head..i tried to bend down my head and calm down..but my head start to spin and my body move front and back..follow by black out..i fell! damn!balck out for 5 secs..i start to tear..argh! damn paiseh! friends start to surround me..fareez start to ask no link things like; you wear contact lens uh? LOL! frankly speaking i was damn touched that friends are really there for me when i need them..i dont think there is a need for me to list down their names..it for me to know and for you to find out.haha! ms peggy pushed a wheelchair..what de! asked to sit on it and push to another room to rest..ms priya asked ms peggy to buy papaya juice for me..take a break in the deserted lab..during interval of the talk friends come over.. i'm really really touched! thank man! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had lunch with estee ,esther and david while waiting for guys o come down from their STOMP AIDS presentation. bused to tampines and trained home with estee ,esther and konghwee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CONGRATS MAN KENNETH! TOP STUDENT SEI! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay end here :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKE CARE EVERYONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;THANK PEEPS FOR SINCERE REGARDS! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MUG FOR OUR LAST PAPER AND OFF TO HOLIDAY! WHEEE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;i dont wish things to end before starting. i just wish to keep contact with you just like before. IRMY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-3573043122370264186?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3573043122370264186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=3573043122370264186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3573043122370264186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/3573043122370264186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/black.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-7103122045260430725</id><published>2008-09-15T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:04:51.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNBEARABLE TRUTHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trained to school and have alot of stupid uncles and aunties looking at me as though i am alien! never see before meh? saw vanessa hg at busstop (: FHP test is great! but i cant carry high hope what if i did badly uh? haha..head will ache sometimes..i cant too focus on stuffs for too long and keep looking down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cafe 1 for brunch..went to FHS lecture conducted by ms lin..listening attentively but again my headache really cause a big problem for me. wanted to lie down to rest but when i open my eyes..i can see things moving round and round.damn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LLA was a fast one again..guys had their STOMP AIDS presentation(rehearsal).they are nervous! chill guys! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went off without waiting for guys..ms priya stopped me and apologise to me for not picking up my call haha! lol..she start to ask what had happened to my face..she thought i run over a piece of glass panel! LMAO! woot! she excuse me from FHS class test and also i am excuse from school since tomorrow! woho! but i must complete my exams before on-ing my holiday moods! woho! so &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I WAS EXCUSE FROM SCHOOL ,THEREFORE MY HOLIDAY START RIGHT AFTER MY FHS CLASS TEST!&lt;/span&gt; whaha! trained to aljunied polyclinic which TTSH refer me there..LOL..esther wanted to accompany me there but i can see that she is tired so i left without informing her but just a sms..oppps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;queue for no.okay luh quite fast..i'm damn sleepy!sleep while waiting for consultation..paiseh sia..consultation is a real fast one..he refer me again to dressing room..i must admit that the nurse is chor lor! she took out my dressing as though i'm not human..though she apologise but she keep peeling off and chat with other nurse...zzzzzz..she wipe my wound with salt water with her mighty force..she said i had to apply force so that your wound is clean..i'm speechless..haha! the bandage somehow a bit exaggerate..she even praise herself that she bandage much way better than the doctor in A&amp;amp;E..i was like er...HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trained home..had a hard time bathing lol but i invent a new way to prevent water to enter my wound..hehes..praise me!!! kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我们没那么野蛮&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKE CARE PEEPS :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MUG HARD FOR OUR LAST PAPERRRR (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really have the urge to tell you how much i miss you. I REALLY MISS YOU ,l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-7103122045260430725?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7103122045260430725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=7103122045260430725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7103122045260430725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/7103122045260430725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/unbearable-truths-trained-to-school-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-8855692199503952240</id><published>2008-09-14T16:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:18:04.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK EVERYONE FOR YOUR REGARDS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank everyone for your sincere regards :D i really appreciate it alot really. emotionally i'm feeling better but pain is still there..head will ache if too focus on somethings ,if i have to do a big expression ,i can feel the stretch of the wound.damn! when i woke up this morning my wound on forehead split?or i applied pressure when i sleep..dried bood on my bandage.. basically i'm fine (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2017 i then realised i had injury at my chest.it swell.damn! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;studied awhile for class test..cant really focus hard..if not my head will groan in pain..argh!! how am i going to pass the test? damn damn! anw shall do my best (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright stop here (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JIA YOU FOR TEST UH PEEPS :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;all i want is your concern ,your regards.but i cant get any of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-8855692199503952240?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8855692199503952240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=8855692199503952240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8855692199503952240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/8855692199503952240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-everyone-for-your-regards-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-6615063044229549885</id><published>2008-09-14T00:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:50:57.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 STITCHES ON FACE.IT'S DISFIGURED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up at 1237 and start to revise at 330..it real hard to concentrate but i force myself to study..summarise notes up to lecture 4..getting tired..so i just read through everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fix my wardrobe with dad..starting his temper is okay..then his temper changed..quarrelled and shouted..crossfire.he said something which is like i scare him..i start to defend i that i'm not scare and do scacastic action..he turned furious and he just take whatever on his hand and hit my head.initially i thought just bruise but start to bleed profusely..grandma start to scold me dad for being too implusive..saying what you should not hit her head you should hit his feet or what..wth! he should not hit things at me! cab down to TTSH emergency and accident..bleeding profusely..people keep looking at me..argh!nurse attend me first but i need to wait for 20 mins before doctor..waited again to go into operation room..i keep crying and thinking that i have scars on my face..called mum and inform her..she cried and my heart start ache..tears rolled..i am damn scare for operation..i'm scare of the pain..the doctor is really nice (: she comfort me and ask me to cry out..she is the only one know the fact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she clean my wound which is dented..painful! and start to numb the wound area..4 stitches on forehead..next she clean my wound on cheek..again numb it and had 4 stitches..my cheek swelled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how am i going to face my friends at school? it like 猪头..how am i going to concentrate well in exams?damn! friday shall went to polyclinic to remove the thread..again! i bet it painful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pisture to show as evidence..stop asking me true not! who will evn use their injuries to lie to everyone? COME ON! believe it or not is your problem liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245842284683792226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SMz5w6ZND2I/AAAAAAAAA-g/qwuV-agVgZQ/s200/WOOT!03.81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TAKE CARE PEEPS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MUG HARD FOR CLASS TEST (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;how i wish you were there when i need you. i do have the urge to sms you and wish you will comfort me but i think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-6615063044229549885?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6615063044229549885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=6615063044229549885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6615063044229549885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/6615063044229549885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/8-stitches-on-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IG-zBaZ6_0I/SMz5w6ZND2I/AAAAAAAAA-g/qwuV-agVgZQ/s72-c/WOOT!03.81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-1768455931666965869</id><published>2008-09-12T21:41:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:06:14.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WANTED TO SAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FHS prac by ms lin is great! listening attentively..but when it ms priya turned..i somehow sian! i confirm i was given bad point whenever is her lesson! damn! great chat with girls at cafe 1! woot! lecture by ms priya is real fast! fastest ever haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to changi airport T3 and had lunch cum dinner..POPEYES! :D great and marvellous chat with cliques! slack till evening and trained home with twins ,kenneth and kong hwee..haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;什么是真正的友情？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;如果真正的友情对你来说是在背叛的话&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你根本不存在在我们的眼中&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;而是我们的眼中盯&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你的花言巧语我们倒是听厌了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;即使我们听你的解释&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你不觉得有一点迟吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;到你已措手不及时&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你已经失去所有的信任了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;没错。我无权批评你是否对或错&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但我真的非常无奈&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;怎能袖手旁观&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;看自己的好朋友被背叛和出卖&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;心里总有一个永远解不开的谜&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为什么人们总要等到紧要关头时才知道事情的重要性？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;要别人理解你的好意&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;如果你说你没有背叛而是在做和事佬&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但你觉得有用吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我不觉得&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;而是越帮越忙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;说真的我不明白你（们）到底要什么&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;何必要到处打听消息呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;要是那个东西属于你的它自然而然会是你的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;要是事情已过了就让它走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;何必一直等待着和感到伤心呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我能明白你的感触&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但有些是就让它顺其自然吧&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;向前走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我祝福你的前方道路会跟充实和快乐&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAKE CARE EVERYONE :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MUG HARD FOR CLASS TEST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PLAY HARD IN UPCOMING HOLIDAYS (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;will you still remember me? i realised we are getting distant again..topics getting lesser and lesser but i believe love is still there for you. IMYB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784956689105992040-1768455931666965869?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1768455931666965869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=1768455931666965869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1768455931666965869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/1768455931666965869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/wanted-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784956689105992040.post-9104336667817598403</id><published>2008-09-11T22:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:15:32.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;skip SW today..damn tired! sorry uh estee and esther!pangseh..oppps! reached school and went to library to slack..went to cafe 1 for lunch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;prac is easy today..i realised i can only concentrate well in FHP prac and lecture..probably is easy to understand but i believe not easy to remember the points..haha..everything went smoothly (: slack at cafe 1 again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what you really want from us? i know you will get upset of the past but how you know someone is bad mouthing about you?come on! dont be so sensitive..hope everything will come to an end soon..LOVE and PEACE..you will be adore (: haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/S: FUCK BACKSTABBER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay shall end here..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TAKE CARE PEEPS :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;since 2 days.&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/784956689105992040-9104336667817598403?l=indulgeinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/feeds/9104336667817598403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784956689105992040&amp;postID=9104336667817598403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/9104336667817598403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784956689105992040/posts/default/9104336667817598403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indulgeinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha-skip-sw-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jelicia Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02941580360215511301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
