<?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-8003804</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:53:55.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so much to do... so little time</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8003804.post-112468624891204439</id><published>2005-08-21T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T21:50:48.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I HAVEN BEEN UPDATING FOR SO LONG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late for sch today.luckily i managed to get to sch on time.&lt;br /&gt;and then char and jia were hoping that i didn't come to sch cos they didn't do the pw.&lt;br /&gt;retarded ppl.BUT I CAME ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;and physics was so bad i don't understand that subject a SINGLE BIT.all that diagrams gets my mind messed up.SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU AND ALL OF IT THAT YOU BRING ALONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-112468624891204439?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/112468624891204439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=112468624891204439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/112468624891204439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/112468624891204439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-haven-been-updating-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-112138723558118561</id><published>2005-07-15T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T17:27:15.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm getting sick of my blog now.and my whole layout is so screwed.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ugh.anyways,there's nth happening around school now and nth much IS gonna happen.but at least there's smth exciting coming up for us now..the inkwell project thingy?haha.surprised huh.but the prizes are really attractive now so 2m is gonna go for the GRAND PRIZE.and seriously,we can do it.only if we want to.and now we're in that mood so all classes shld just step aside;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2m is here and we're gonna win no matter whatt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; just realised i haven been posting for quite a while..cant really be bothered nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ms tay's coming back TODAY/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha.and nikki left yesterday.it's really sad cos she won't be back for quite a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;seeya soon nic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if you visit my blogg again.(X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-112138723558118561?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/112138723558118561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=112138723558118561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/112138723558118561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/112138723558118561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-getting-sick-of-my-blog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111977468994110587</id><published>2005-06-25T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T01:31:29.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;just got back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;wow.it has been a good trip.it was different in a way i guess,and i liked it.(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;had motion sickness on the way back.it was terrible.owells.i'm back,and i'm happy bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;went to genting highlands.the air was a little chilly.it was really nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;and i had fun playing those rides there.it was,how do i explain it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;well,thrilling.that's the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'm getting the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;back-to-school blues.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a new beginning,a fresh start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;more fun,more laughter,more stress,more fears,more nerves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but i just seem to love school,in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;don't ask me why.go find out yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111977468994110587?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111977468994110587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111977468994110587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111977468994110587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111977468994110587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-got-back.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111918773680667336</id><published>2005-06-19T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T06:28:56.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;am i glad to be away for a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i need a B-R-E-A-KKKkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111918773680667336?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111918773680667336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111918773680667336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111918773680667336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111918773680667336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/06/am-i-glad-to-be-away-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111897579058111536</id><published>2005-06-16T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T19:36:30.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GO GET A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;and you should know who you are or what you've done&lt;br /&gt;cos if you don't,&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;em&gt; i do feel sorry for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111897579058111536?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111897579058111536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111897579058111536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111897579058111536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111897579058111536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/06/go-get-life.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111883871601022210</id><published>2005-06-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T05:31:56.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;listen to this;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Gabriel stared at his desk.His whole world seemed to have crashed to the point of no return.A tangle of thoughts were racing through his confused mind-questions of survival,loan repayments and other matters which had never appeared as such great problems until this day,at this moment.With painful slowness,he started to stack his personal belongings into the cardboard box;he could sense,almost hear,the sniggers of contempt by his colleagues over this sacked employee.They would obviously be congratulating themselves,that it was him and not them who had got that hated letter of retrenchment.His defeat was their truimph.With an air of utter dejection,Gabriel left the office for the last time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;how many of us have ever felt the same way as Gabriel?though of course,it's not all about retrenchment.have you ever[&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;]felt as dejected as him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111883871601022210?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111883871601022210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111883871601022210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111883871601022210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111883871601022210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/06/listen-to-this-gabriel-stared-at-his.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111875369254917633</id><published>2005-06-14T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T05:55:58.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;you sweet girl.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all those precious moments shared with you yeah?(,")&lt;br /&gt;loveya!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111875369254917633?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111875369254917633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111875369254917633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111875369254917633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111875369254917633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-to-jia-you-sweet-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111768264059114382</id><published>2005-06-02T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:24:00.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever wondered how amusing life can get?&lt;br /&gt;when things seem wrong, it turns out alright in the end.so how did the word &lt;em&gt;'worried'&lt;/em&gt; ever get stuck in our heads?one thing for sure:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I STILL LOOK HORRIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm never,ever, i tell you;gonna look into the mirror again.but on the brighter side,my face is just undergoing a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;makeover. it'll start looking up soon.I HOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111768264059114382?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111768264059114382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111768264059114382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111768264059114382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111768264059114382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/06/have-you-ever-wondered-how-amusing.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111768197877864580</id><published>2005-06-01T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:12:58.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;new layout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's looks a lil' screwed.but it will do;i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm DISFIGURED!i'm losing my self-confidence already.and it's going fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the skin is peeling off already.and it's like,patches of different coloured skin on one face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY FACE.it's horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;enough already!&lt;/span&gt;how am i going out to face the world?i wanna go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;badly.&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/8003804-111768197877864580?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111768197877864580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111768197877864580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111768197877864580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111768197877864580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111750382112818616</id><published>2005-05-31T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:02:28.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;where do we derive our happiness from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111750382112818616?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111750382112818616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111750382112818616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111750382112818616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111750382112818616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/where-do-we-derive-our-happiness-from.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111733829227616174</id><published>2005-05-28T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:02:51.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i'm SUNKISSED'.&lt;br /&gt;on my arms and my entire face.ugh.i look horrible.&lt;br /&gt;my face is REDDD!!!&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to the hot hot hot hot sun at padang.i was roasted.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm tired now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111733829227616174?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111733829227616174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111733829227616174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111733829227616174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111733829227616174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-sunkissed.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111702916250243808</id><published>2005-05-25T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:03:12.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;x-country run was cancelled today.it was really fun actually.watched a really good video followed by book parade!it was so &lt;em&gt;funn&lt;/em&gt;.yepyep.it was good. 2m should've taken part!!!it's alright.OHOH,and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;BUSH JOINED THE DEPORTMENT CLASS!&lt;br /&gt;she's so cute and she said it was out of fun.owells.why would she need any social etiquette class now?HMM. today was fine over all.and i'm in jess's group for math trail.&lt;br /&gt;fate twisted it around.i dunno,just had this feeling that it was going to be like that already.and it did.i was just,silently hoping that i wasn't gonna be in her group?oh,pls don't read this jess.it has nothing to do with you.NOTHING.really.(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111702916250243808?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111702916250243808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111702916250243808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111702916250243808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111702916250243808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/x-country-run-was-cancelled-today.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111693995455199424</id><published>2005-05-24T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:03:36.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;why get your hopes up so high and realise that you can't reach it even if you try?&lt;br /&gt;but then again..&lt;br /&gt;people have high hopes of themselves.and end up breaking them.&lt;br /&gt;like a mirror,shattering into a thousand pieces..into.DISAPPOINTMENT.&lt;br /&gt;well,it was just a thought of my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111693995455199424?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111693995455199424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111693995455199424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111693995455199424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111693995455199424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-get-your-hopes-up-so-high-and.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111683993686356008</id><published>2005-05-23T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T02:18:56.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's someone's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so i'll be nice.and stop grumbling bout myself and the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you've grown older wen!(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111683993686356008?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111683993686356008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111683993686356008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111683993686356008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111683993686356008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-birthday-wen-its-someones.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111683996195887015</id><published>2005-05-22T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:18:40.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;have you ever wondered how funny life can turn out to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;you don't get what you expect,you get MORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life can be so amusing.&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/8003804-111683996195887015?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111683996195887015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111683996195887015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111683996195887015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111683996195887015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/have-you-ever-wondered-how-funny-life.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111665242794081294</id><published>2005-05-20T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T22:13:47.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord,give me strength&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;when things start to go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;when the world turns its back against me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;when people get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;when strong feelings die down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;i have no more strength within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;                     let me find strength in you Lord;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;                                      the strength to carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111665242794081294?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111665242794081294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111665242794081294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111665242794081294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111665242794081294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/lordgive-me-strength.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111641789784163557</id><published>2005-05-18T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T05:04:57.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm SCREWED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111641789784163557?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111641789784163557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111641789784163557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111641789784163557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111641789784163557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111632409848213155</id><published>2005-05-17T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T03:01:38.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;TELL ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;IS IT SO HARD JUST TO BE SOMEONE I REALLY WANNA BE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;                                          get off my back.I JUST WANNA BE MYSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111632409848213155?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111632409848213155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111632409848213155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111632409848213155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111632409848213155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111598372257963693</id><published>2005-05-13T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T04:28:42.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;prefect interview today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i seriously think i screwed.not on purpose jia.but the whole time i was just:err...erm..i was practically 'erming' my way through.and i started each sentence with 'i think..i think..'and i hardly smiled!!cos i took it so seriously and ms chau didn't smile much too,so i just sat there,with my hands on my lap,and had the hardest thinking ever.ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's just like what i told jac:when i die,my tombstone would probably say:HERE LIES EUNICE.SHE LAYS SCREWED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;poof.that's SUCH an achievement.owells.we'll see if i get through interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111598372257963693?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111598372257963693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111598372257963693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111598372257963693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111598372257963693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/prefect-interview-today.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111588917382283234</id><published>2005-05-12T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T02:12:53.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I MISS YOU TOO MAPLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SEEYA SOON YEAH?(((;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;          ...to all the sweetest things in life.[&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;mwahs&lt;/span&gt;!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111588917382283234?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111588917382283234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111588917382283234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111588917382283234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111588917382283234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-miss-you-too-maple-seeya-soon-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111588838755147259</id><published>2005-05-12T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T01:59:47.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;exams are OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yess.freedom comes with a huge price.but i'm glad i'm over with mid-yrs.not going out today.prefect interview tmr,i'm really thinking of declining.as in,really.cos' i am not very prepared yet.i dunno.i just have that fear of being a prefect...late regrets now.poof.anyways.frens coming over tmr.and i have to pack my stuff.huge stacks of rubbish and books on my desk right now.really messy.ugh. feeling so empty now.it's that empty feeling you get when everyone's out playing and you're home packing some stuff.well,glad i'm not the only one.cheers to you jia!we're the lonely birds...tell me your new addy anws yeah?(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111588838755147259?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111588838755147259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111588838755147259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111588838755147259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111588838755147259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/05/exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111464843746563298</id><published>2005-04-27T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T17:33:57.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;EXAMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;poof.i really gotta go get started.i always get distracted by the thoughts going in my mind.and it's really bad cos i can't concentrate and that means that i would not do well for my exams.i wish ther weren't such things as homework and exams.why can't we just study and just make good use of our knowledge in life?take history for example,it's not as if you'll be tested on history questions when you go for a job interview...so why bother?hmm.but history Is my fav. subject.and mrs ng is a really good teacher so that makes it easier for me to study.good.owells.i better go mugg hard over the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111464843746563298?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111464843746563298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111464843746563298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111464843746563298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111464843746563298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/04/exams.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111382214908499785</id><published>2005-04-18T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T04:07:01.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MS HANNAH NG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i never really realised how much i missed hannah ever since she left but the fact is i really do.wells,i have LOADS to tell you,esp. netball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;here goes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we got 1st for west zone!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*amelyn ng came back to s'pore to visit us during her hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*charlene wang[a.k.a bush] got individual champ for c'div track and field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;that should be about it.i guess you really have to forgive us for not really keeping in touch with ya for so long.life has been busy with many competitions in the past few months.and exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how's life going on over there anyways?have you made more frens?adapting to their new school life?wells, you seem to be having a lot of fun over there.skiing and all.where do you ever find time?s'pore here is just,well,s'pore the way it is.and their netball sucks?haha.we've move over to join the seniors in their trng.we're moving on to b div'/yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this whole letter thing is written FOR you. so i really hope you get it over at the other end.mid-yrs is coming and the stress is in again.but i shadn't bore you with these.well,reply back on YOUR blogg okaes'??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tCare' over there and keep your fitness up.(*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;much love/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111382214908499785?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111382214908499785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111382214908499785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111382214908499785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111382214908499785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/04/ms-hannah-ng.html' title='MS HANNAH NG'/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111372817683419295</id><published>2005-04-17T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T01:56:16.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1.we got 1st for our cheer com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2.we got 1st for 4 by 400m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and bushie got individual champ for c div'!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all those late pracs turned out to be fulfilling.and we did have a lot of fun.i'm just so glad that we got 1st!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bittersweet turned out to be rather ok.not that fantastic though.and omg.the waiter at pizza hut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gosh.he was obviously flirting.and he's such a poser.&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'do u wanna eat me'&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;what kinda crapp is that,can u explain it to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fun's over and mid-yrs are coming.i'm freaking out.it's so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.and the yr is soon coming to an end.hmmm.i hope things turn out better.after all that hustle and bustle going on in my life right now.the pace of life is getting faster each day and i can't find enough time to do the things that i really like to do.but that's just life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it goes on&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111372817683419295?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111372817683419295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111372817683419295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111372817683419295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111372817683419295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-happy-1.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111313474348936001</id><published>2005-04-10T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T05:05:43.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;yeah!i finally finally got my com repaired!stuppid virus.poof.oh yeahh.family night.we got an award for 'best directing'. ERR.what am i supposed to say now?was rather disappointed i would say but owells.ohoh,went to youth service on sat and after that.after that.erm.was out for dinner with my sis when i got this weird msg which i think was a joke. BUt i shall not disclose anything yet.pretty funny though. tmr'll be monday again which means that there'll be school and homework and tests and trngs and EXAMS!gosh.mid-yrs is a &lt;em&gt;blow &lt;/em&gt;away. sigh.i'm feeling that this yr is passing too fast.somehow but true.and soon it'll be the hols and back to school and more hw and impt exams and POOF. it's the end of another school year. bah.that's how fast time flies.i don't know why but recently, i've been in a really bad mood and everything just sorta dampens my mood. i don't seem to be feeling excited about anything. anything at all. if you understand.the exam and hw stress is getting to my head!arrgh/whatthe.i shall go to sleep and forget about everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111313474348936001?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111313474348936001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111313474348936001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111313474348936001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111313474348936001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/04/yeahi-finally-finally-got-my-com.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-111216312244016507</id><published>2005-03-30T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T22:12:02.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hmm.haven blogged for a long time already.i'm in such a lousy mood right now and it's so hurtting.backstabbing is one of the worst thing your fren can ever do to you. it's crazy.one moment you're good frens with the person but when you turn around,the person stabs you right on the back as if you were never frens before. it's so unreal but it's frightfully true.and the words that they say behind your back just hurts you so much you can't imagining trusting the words of anyone else ever again.that's really sad. poof. reality is hurtful and we just have to live in this painful world. i'm just so annoyed with everyone and everything.ok, on a lighter note here, it's mrs kuan's bday tmr and we have a match against damai and their coach is so damn irritating and cunning and evil.forget about that stupid man. did i tell you that my phone got confiscated by my mum and she won't return it to me until the end of the year!!!bah.no time to complain.trng now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-111216312244016507?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/111216312244016507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=111216312244016507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111216312244016507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/111216312244016507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/03/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-110912426447925155</id><published>2005-02-22T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T18:04:24.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;at the library right now while the others are having their chem. test in class.feels so weird but i'm never gonna take a test that i'm not confident of passing.with jia and mag.so bored)*anyways.it's been a tiring week for me though it's only lyk,wed.3matches dis' week.heard smth from char and it's rather shocking for me and i can't tell anyone bout it..know that feeling u get when u hear smth shocking and want to tell it to someone quickly but can't?i'm there right now.bleah.back to the tired week.i almost dozed off in art class just now.and we had pe b4 that but pe is getting a bit slack so it doesn't really matter.leaving sch early later.supposedly to be the happiest moment for me but since we're skipping chi and chi happens to be my fav. subject so it doesn't get any better than that.was in a really lousy mood on monday and suddenly i was so happy yesterday.feeling tired now so it's considered a bad mood for me today what's wrong with me?but hopefully tmr will be a better day for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;one can always hope...(.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-110912426447925155?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/110912426447925155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=110912426447925155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/110912426447925155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/110912426447925155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/02/at-library-right-now-while-others-are.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-110792535782943889</id><published>2005-02-08T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T21:02:37.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;haha.not very happy though.was talking to walker yesterday and there was something weird going on between us.the atmosphere was rather wrong.we both had this same problem.which i will not reveal.bleah.but ok,it's CNY!i shall try not to think about it..at least for today.and then since i was over at veronica's house,my church frens started thinking i was talking to a guy and so they started talking to her and asking her weird questions.they even locked me out of the room!gosh.one of them was,sadly speaking,my sister too.bleah.it's a good thing she did not blab anything out about me and what-not.but there's no secrets about me.really.so it doesn't really matter,i guess.anywayys,received lots of new year greetings from everyone,so thankk youu so muchhh!!!!!was reallyy tired yesterday so i went to bed early.kk,gtg run now.my cousin's backk!i'm secretly using his com..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;byes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-110792535782943889?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/110792535782943889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tired.and i wanna just cancel this whole blog of 1 yr now.but.i'll try to keep it up cos it's a way of channeling my thoughts and feelings into it.not private though,it's a blogg!but nonetheless...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Missing You Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Still my no.1 even though you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love's still burning strong feel I can't move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Seems I've lost my way.Things just ain't the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How i wish I'd stayed close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know the rainy days ain't over when i think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know I'm not out of this storm yet cause I'm feeling blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When you see in my reflection looking back at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm just trying to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm still missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like the storm misses the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like a warm summers day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be missing you always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm still breathing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like you're here in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like you're not even gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Will i feel like this always?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause I'm still missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thought i wanted out,too young to be tied down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Things seem clearer now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Should  have stayed somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hope it's not too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Could i just try to explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wish I could heal the pain caused to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know the rainy days ain't over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when i think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know I'm not out of this storm yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cause I'm feeling blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When you see in my reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Looking back at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm just trying to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know the rainy days ain't over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When i think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know I'm not out of this storm yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cause I'm feeling blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When you see in  my reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Looking back at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm just trying to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-110783592297941964?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/110783592297941964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=110783592297941964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/110783592297941964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/110783592297941964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/02/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-110533892534699847</id><published>2005-01-09T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T22:35:25.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;arghh.hate my blogg now.it's lyk,everyone changed their blogg layout and all except me.irritating lil' ME.hmph.frustrated right now.bleah.so much hw to do,and it's only the second wk of school!i wish i could go back to the school hols lar.school is so boring.but my class rawks![2m!]ahaha.the ppl there are quite cool but it's stressing to be in a sports class.i mean,it's rather cool but during 2.4 is lyk,what lar.but yeah,the ppl are there are cool.and have i mentioned crazee?gosh.many of em' are lyk boy-crazy.lyk nikki and jia.ahem*pardon me.but sec2 is so... uninteresting.esp.the subjects.and the three sciences.got mrs sim and all.stupid nikki lar.she's lyk doing her blogg layout and it's superrr nice lar!hmph.so,pinkky!arghh.shall not blogg any longer.i'm gonna start on my blogg layout!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ta'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-110533892534699847?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/110533892534699847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=110533892534699847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/110533892534699847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/110533892534699847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2005/01/arghh.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-109841773806080926</id><published>2004-10-22T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T21:02:18.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;exams are OVER.finally.sigh.really miss blogging ever since my com spoiled.stuppid com.keeps on logging off by itself.crazy one.anyways.rather bored now.haven completed gym yet.we're almost there.ALMOST.quite proud that we have accomplished so much already.(+mon went to s'pore idol last night.olinda was actually wearing a dress!lol.but she's good lar.considering that douglas o gave her a standing ovation.hmm.hope you had fun mon!lol.ahlye is ever so crazy.haha.her dance moves are really nice though.and we're using this really common song[which im not gonna reveal]for gym.i like it.heehee.1i came over to the gym too.char and dawn were so stuppid!haha.making that stupppid pose of theirs.lol.super funny!and jessica walker was mj no.2 haha.she can dance really well lar.hmm.dont wanna talk about gym anymore.i lurrve daphne's song yesterday!!!so nicee.rachel,heard that?im rooting for daphne!!!haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-109841773806080926?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/109841773806080926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=109841773806080926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109841773806080926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109841773806080926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2004/10/exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-109566264289999119</id><published>2004-09-20T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T23:44:02.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;really sry' i didnt blogg for so long...i've just been really busy and worrying about the netball carnival.now it's OVER.so i guess i can still crapp for awhile b4 my com gets fixed.sigh.was pretty upset at first,at the groupings of the carnival.owells,in the end,mg team1 got the champions title[which we deserve,ahem*]and my team got into the top 8.not bad an achievement i would say.but.we really could've won and gotten in to the top 4 IF we had a WD.we were handicapped.and that really dashed my hopes of getting into top4.hmm.owells.everything happens for a reason rite'?in the end,we were all cheering for mg team1 and we won!!!now i have a bad sore throat.have been screaming all day.was out for more than 12 hrs.playing netball.missed my grandma's bday.haha.dun really care.thankies ppl.it wasnt really that bad actually.guess i work better with my teammates?sigh.it's over.but...we didnt get a prize for it!who cares?like i said,you cant possibly win everything.(+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-109566264289999119?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/109566264289999119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=109566264289999119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109566264289999119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109566264289999119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2004/09/really-sry-i-didnt-blogg-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-109505807092267947</id><published>2004-09-13T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T23:45:46.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sigh.forgot to blogg about the carnival til' i went to june's blogg.heehee.anyways,it was nothing fantastic.i mean,we didn't even get first or anything.yeah.today's supposed to have trng.but the exams are coming.THAT"S WHY.sigh.ohyeah.better not divert the topic. it was supposed to be about the carnival rites? yeah.the first game was super horrid.i wasnt really in the mood to play.and we had to play against st.marg.they really improved.or rather we sorta underestimated alot of schools this time round.shucks.if only i could turn back the time.it wouldn't have been so then.that was a hard lesson. we lost to them4-3. mrs kuan was pissed off by us.gave us a BIg scolding.it was sucky.but the rest of the day went on well.we were rather united.but mOn wasnt in my team.[as usual]but anyways, we went to kap to eat lunch and me and mOn went out for a movie."A Cinderella Story".we actually cried.now looiing back, ireally wonder why i did that.it's ok.the tear just flowed.sigh.chad michael murray was rather cute.+p&lt;br /&gt;later,we were looking around.then mOn was asking me when my b'day was and i told her it was over.then she felt so guilty and bought me a prezzie today.op t-shirt!that gurl totally rawk.cole mah gave me a flower!and allybabe gave me this really nice necklace.it's heart-shaped!haha.owells,i'm so touched.sigh.this wk is gonna be hard for me.have to wake up early again.bleaugh.shall not whine anymoores.i should be contented that i have at least slacked a wk rites'? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-109505807092267947?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/109505807092267947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=109505807092267947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109505807092267947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109505807092267947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2004/09/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-109444920100392754</id><published>2004-09-05T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T23:46:26.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I seriously don't feel thrilled that today is my birthday.AND it's the first day of the september hols.sigh.im doing project in school now.but we're not getting anywhere.boo.im turning 13.isn't really much fun.im older!and im getting hungry.skipped lunch.on my birthday!sigh.and have to study laters.this is so not my dream birthday.cant even go out wif nicole and ally tmr.and have netball carnival on wed.and more project.and more studying.so,as you can see...this isn't much of a holiday for me.sigh.im stuck at home on my birthday.how bad can it get?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-109444920100392754?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/109444920100392754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=109444920100392754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109444920100392754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109444920100392754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-seriously-dont-feel-thrilled-that.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-109419466723292703</id><published>2004-09-03T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T23:46:59.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;ticktock.waiting until netball starts.sigh.haven had netball in ages.life can be so BORING.life sci.todays.not exactly that fun.but yeah,we found out the murderer.it's like,so fake.and i was actually gettin' rather excited about it.bleaugh.&lt;br /&gt;today isn't gonna be fun at all during netball trng.cos' my dear jac and mon are not coming.i think mon's coming lar.but.anyways.june also not coming.and of all things,mel just had to come today.boo.)=that big fat pig![oops!]heehee.june got scared yesterday.cos she went home without me and i was looking all over for her.haha.then there was no reception in the canteen so I hung up and she thought i was so pissed that i actually hung up on her.haha.that gurl arh.can be so crazy.and so super smart.*jealous*oh yeah.but i was quite happy in the end as I met jac,na,huijun,beulah,syl and all the other 1E gurls and walked down with em' to the bus-stop.[my bus came early!]haha.that was one cool thing.oh yeah.shall blog again about the teachers' day concert and all the other stuff.hmm.im actually writing quite a lot.so proud of myself.heehee.kaes,shall not crapp anymore.going to nikki's hse on mon!YAY!=p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-109419466723292703?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8003804.post-109411128985612707</id><published>2004-08-30T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T23:47:49.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;class chapel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today.quite fun larx.mrs ong didnt allow us to use the hillsongs cd! boo.anyways, it was quite ok lar. cheryl and cherilyn played really well.hmm.sigh.don't have training for this whole wk! quite bored.lurve netball!haha.sigh.pw and swimming pe sux.bleaugh.and it's both on the same day!sigh.life can be so boring.oh yeah, bout the s'pore match thing... we won![of course]hahas.screamed a lot kaes.im so sore.yeah.good news and bad news.mg won $1000 in the lucky draw.haha.but it goes to the school building.[not us!]okok, now the bad news... the other 5 lucky schools get to have free training from the players of super league netball!sigh!i want it too!!!we were all complaining on our way home.i mean, im not being discontented here,[is there such a word?]it's just that, would you rather have the money that doesnt goes to us or the free training?duh!sigh.it's over lar.it's gonna be my birthday!!!so excited.cant wait.few more days to go!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-109411128985612707?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/109411128985612707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=109411128985612707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109411128985612707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109411128985612707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2004/08/class-chapel-today.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-109366423499269260</id><published>2004-08-28T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T20:38:12.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah!goin' out laters to see a netball match.netball rawks.but unfortunately i suck at it.boo.it's so irritating.sigh.oh yeah,and gotta wear red as it represents s'pore!so lame.all my red shirts are so ugly.why can't s'pore flagbe blue or pinkk or sth?hmm.gonna buy a birthday cake for mag laters.it's supposed to be a suprise!super cool.it's a good thing she doesnt know my new blogg yet.haha.or else,she would have read it and it'll no longer be a suprise anymores.cant wait.(+ hope s'pore wins! *crossed fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-109366423499269260?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/109366423499269260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=109366423499269260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109366423499269260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109366423499269260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2004/08/yeahgoin-out-laters-to-see-netball.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice whispers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10775663768513744099</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-8003804.post-109291466586607266</id><published>2004-08-19T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T07:53:16.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heyya.wells,rather happy about this blogg... hope it turns out well(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8003804-109291466586607266?l=so-littletime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/feeds/109291466586607266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8003804&amp;postID=109291466586607266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109291466586607266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8003804/posts/default/109291466586607266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-littletime.blogspot.com/2004/08/heyya.html' title=''/><author><name>eunice 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