<?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-4478701125038508504</id><updated>2011-07-08T17:38:32.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-2179797816147740259</id><published>2010-08-21T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:18:48.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello my dearest readers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm back here to update after a year or so! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know you readers still come here first before visiting my current &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovepirouette.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; !! (click "blog" for the link! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :) if you didn't know, :) YOU are the reason why i continue to blog so much, continue to pen my feelings down, continue to move on in my life. :) hees, you have that GREAT impact in my life. and i really appreciate it. :) thank you!! :) you can't imagine the motivation you have given me to post my entries! :) even when i'm not using my com. :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So things have changed, once again. :) my updates are at &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;lovepirouette.wp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; now! :) and wow, time really flies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just a year ago i was wishing my dear friends all the best for midyears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and now i am going to wish my dear friends... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR PRELIMS AND ALEVELS!! I'M SURE YOU ALL CAN DO IT MY DARLINGS!! HAVE CONFIDENCE! HAVE FAITH! I BELIEVE IN YOU!! :D JIAYOU!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;even though i'm not in the same route as most of you, hey, my heart still stays faithful and loyal to my deardear sweeties!! :D hees, jiayou okay :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;guess what, i dreamt of my past. or shall i say... i dreamt of people whom i have met in the past... but didnt meet that much now... gosh, it felt so real, the feelings and everything. can you imagine? how emotions evoked and all..in my dream. this explains my drained self when i pry open my eyelids eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i wonder why they seem to be integrating into my life like right now. subconsciously? it beats me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;more updates @ lovepirouette.wordpress! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;see you there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4478701125038508504-2179797816147740259?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2179797816147740259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2179797816147740259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2010/08/greetings.html' title='Greetings!'/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-937876829087377677</id><published>2009-06-30T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:49:10.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI FOLKS. IM BACK. admist the preparations for JCTs, i shall come here to blog a lil. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU. for coming back to read and even tag. (: hahaha but yea. ive moved to lovepirouette.wordpress and my daily updates are there! :D so yea. just click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovepirouette.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.lovepirouette.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt; (: and tada. haha. you are most welcome to leave comments in my blog entries. (: ahaha. just leave ur name and msg and i'll def reply. haha. dun worry! :D ur other personal details will not be disclosed. (: hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and JCTs seriously took my life away. haha. so don't be surprised. if you see a dead-ier zhilin. (: haha. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;ALL THE BEST! HAVE A GREAT DAY! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-937876829087377677?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/937876829087377677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/937876829087377677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-1279509876369111438</id><published>2009-06-04T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:56:51.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello my dear readers! i miss here so much thats why im back blogging here. for only a short post. hahahahaha. to rekindle all sorts of memories that i have. hahaha but lol. i've alr provided th link to my wordpress so yea. just go and see what i have to say there alright? :D hehe. i forgot why im here blogging. hehee. perhaps i just wanna remind myself of some things that i've blogged in blogger? :D haha. so much for memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i love my life. because it's filled with wonders that i'll nvr forget, that i simply... appreciate them. (: thank you. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. today is prissy chin's bday. haha my dearie! be honoured! im back here, and blog abt u k! i love you darling!! :D happy sweet seventeen! &lt;3 i miss you so much! please be free for the dinner today! :D wheeeeeee! :D i have so much to tell u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and previously i wrote in my wordpress that my dear szehwei has fallen ill. yessss! she's finally recovering! i love you dear!! :D:D:D:D sleep well for me, at least. hahaha. :D yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha blogging in blogger srsly made my time rewind. haha. dramatic, but true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-1279509876369111438?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1279509876369111438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1279509876369111438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-my-dear-readers-i-miss-here-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4165718747987887911</id><published>2009-05-24T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T12:49:37.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY DARLINGS! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE &lt;strong&gt;MOVED&lt;/strong&gt;! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovepirouette.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://lovepirouette.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MORE UPDATES. AND IFFFFFFF IM FEELING VERY BLOGGER-ISH I MAY JUST MOVE BACK HERE. HAHA. IT DOESNT TAKE MUCH EFFORT TO CLICK ON THE LINK ABOVE RIGHT? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LONG, FAREWELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES&lt;br /&gt;Zhilin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4165718747987887911?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4165718747987887911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4165718747987887911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-darlings-ddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-3170788520560921214</id><published>2009-05-24T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:06:38.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... this is downright outrageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tmr shall be my mugging day. waking up early to catch some RUNNING though i've turned into a real black charcoal today after having training under the atrocious glaring morning sun from 10 to 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love selling flowers. &lt;3 since they're something... which say a million words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha sandwiches and fishballs in school may not be THAT workable afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word- frazzled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GNA READ SOME CHAPTERS BEFORE SLEEPING HAHA SINCE IVE DECIDED TO DO MY ECONS ESSAY TMR. MUST FINISH TWO BY TMR AFTERNOON I DUN CARE! HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-3170788520560921214?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3170788520560921214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3170788520560921214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-6938147044294147590</id><published>2009-05-23T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T12:44:35.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZOEY DARLING! :D THE ONE WHO NEVER FAILS TO ENCOURAGE ME AND SPUR ME ON &lt;3 HAHA MAY YOU HAVE A GREAT AND MEMORABLE 17 WITH THE FIFTEENS AND HAHA UR HC AND TKD :D AND YUPYUP. :D YOU'LL GROW VERYTICALLY K, NO WORRIES :D I LOVE YOU! :D&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/4478701125038508504-6938147044294147590?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6938147044294147590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6938147044294147590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-zoey-darling-d-one-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-6052719567046520855</id><published>2009-05-22T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:35:49.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dumped into the sea of confusion. rejection. depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that exploding feeling in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the strong currents, where no force can overcome that power of the ocean, i thought you'd pull me through. accompany me through. yet, you're pushing me back. back into that whirlpool. no, i don't want to go there yet. i have unsettled matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may just snap anytime. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-6052719567046520855?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6052719567046520855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6052719567046520855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/dumped-into-sea-of-confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7644143345545821700</id><published>2009-05-21T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:00:03.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To: Szehwei, Vera, Gabriel and Tenghoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Zhi Lin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY MY DEAR PEOPLE! YOU ALL HAVE TO CONTINUE TO STRIVE HARD FOR YOUR ACADEMICS ALRIGHT? DON'T LOSE FAITH IN URSELF COS I HAVE NOT! :D :D we're not alone! :D JIAYOU OKAY! :D if you think this is the worst state of your life, be thankful. cos nothing's gna be worse than this once you get over it right? :D haha my dearest friend ZOEY taught me this. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm always here for u just like how you all have been to me! JIAYOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest whom i didnt specify, I KNOW YOU ALL ARE IN THE MIDST OF SOME HECTIC REVISION SCHEDULE AND YOU ALL MUST JIAYOU OKAY! :D let's do this together. WE CAN DO IT! :D nothing's impossible isnt it? aim for our As! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most imptly, we're in this together &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7644143345545821700?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7644143345545821700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7644143345545821700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-szehwei-vera-gabriel-and-tenghoi.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7662156070161002251</id><published>2009-05-21T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:11:05.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.... mugging for bio is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;and ohmygoodness. i pray hard that my effort will pay off. PLEASE. at least i know for CHEMISTRY now, it couldnt be any worse. so yup. think positively. strive hard. and i'll remember a philosophical phrase a wise old man told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how slow u go, do not give up. as long as u dun stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that hard to decipher yea? hmmmmm so... ECONS AND CHEMISTRY AFTER DINNER! bio must mug like crazy. GP MUST BE DONE AFTER DINNER TOO! mathhhhhhhhhhhh thankfully im fine with graphs. lol. but my simult. eq. -.- -.- -.- -.- hope mr ng will give me my nice marks tmr please. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow. i'm more concerned over others than myself. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUG! &lt;3 and hehehehe sushi for lunch and junk for teabreak. hahahahahaha. AND my afternoon is definitely much much better than my morning. oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDD FB QUIZ - WHICH LOONEY TUNES CHAR ARE U?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT MY ANS!!!&lt;br /&gt;TWEETY BIRD! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;You are the nice and innocent Tweety Bird. It means you are a nice person and always get good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL :D YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7662156070161002251?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7662156070161002251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7662156070161002251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7925291228707443340</id><published>2009-05-19T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:52:31.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been rather philosophical today. thoughts dawned on me too. but in different context i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a meal. as simple as a bowl of rice, soup and probably a plate of vege + chicken, can be as delicious, as delectable as 5-star restaurant authentic delicacies. for me, it's the company of people whom im having dinner with matters most. so what if you treat me with all the sumptuous local cuisine after queueing for half an hour, but if i were to have that meal with you, no matter what type of dish, they just taste disgusting. conversely, having just a waffle for a meal, with someone so dear to your heart, with people so close to you, that waffle will taste heavenly. make sense? apparently i changed the example. cos waffle is more applicable. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to bio. OH MR FOO IS SO NICE AND GOOD AND COOL HAHAHAHAHA i extended the deadline for my assignment and i felt bad for not completing the assignment on time so i suggested to do another essay. holy. hahahaha. nvrm. :D thurs chiong for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 i'm much luckier than some. considering the fact that i still have something which they have been yearning for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7925291228707443340?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7925291228707443340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7925291228707443340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-310705830176830831</id><published>2009-05-18T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:13:35.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>..................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;anyone. has some magical pills or smth? at least. let me get outta this for just a night. i awfully need the skill to prioritise and stop dwelling on those nonsense. AND START ON MY WORK! zzz. argh i feel absolutely unwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teach me how to stone. teach me how to swallow the tears. teach me how to just leave everyth aside and conc on my econs essay. i don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is running out ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-310705830176830831?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/310705830176830831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/310705830176830831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7360478582138173215</id><published>2009-05-18T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:18:57.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHEE WIN THE MATCH TMR FLOORBALL GUYS! :D WE'LL ALL BE SUPPORTING YOU! YAY! :D YOU GUYS CAN DO IT! :D DO UR BEST!! :D YAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T-T-T-T-T   TJ &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG DAY. TIRING DAY. STRESSFUL DAY. TRAUMATISED DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you all bother to read these puny little words, then go ahead. i just need a place to rant. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;even though i've told my closest ones, still, that element of fear is still lingering. the thoughts just keep replaying. i can't stop thinking. i can't stop reminding myself of the fact that argh, that idiotic man has left such a black mark on my mind. -.- i feel crap. totally. freaking selfish irksome human being. such a shame. ): wanna thrash things out? maybe. "LEAVE YOU NO MERCY AND WANNA DESTROY U". wow. nice phrases u've got there! english A1 yea? argh. and what the hell am i doing here. fretting, frowning, AND JUST HAVING THE HELL OF MY TIME today esp. on top of that, i only had three hours of sleep last night. ARE YOU HAPPY? that i freakingly screwed up my day/night OR WADEVER. i dun care. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD BE DOING ECONS NOW. AND BIO SPA. AND ITS 9.16PM AND I JUST REACHED HOME AT 8.30P.M. &lt;em&gt;ARGH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7360478582138173215?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7360478582138173215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7360478582138173215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/whee-win-match-tmr-floorball-guys-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8018243211780101497</id><published>2009-05-18T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:32:15.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what an unearthly hour. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least im more fortunate. than most ppl. with so many of my loved ones standing by me. &lt;3 i love you all. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-8018243211780101497?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8018243211780101497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8018243211780101497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-unearthly-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-3752422454114676966</id><published>2009-05-17T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:37:12.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TWO WORDS FOR YOU. PLEASE BE THANKFUL AND HONOURED ONCE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GROW UP.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and thanks to you for choosing such a day and hour, my revision plan is foiled. THANK YOU. oh, it's more than two words now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-3752422454114676966?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3752422454114676966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3752422454114676966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-words-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7028468464378354021</id><published>2009-05-17T11:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:55:57.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M HAPPY COS IM CHATTING WITH SZEHWEI NOW. I MISS YOU DARLING &lt;3 I FEEL SO AT EASE SHARING EVERY SINGLE WONDER/NONSENSE IN MY LIFE. (: I LOVE YOU DARLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY COS I WENT TO TJCO CONCERT YTD. CHENGLIANG LOOKED VERY VERY VERY CHARMING. HAHAHAHA. HUIJING LOOKED VERY VERY VERY VERY GORGEOUS. :D I LOOKED LIKE A TJC-IAN. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY COS EDWIN GAVE ME AN AWARD- BEST SALESPERSON AWARD. HAHAHAHAHA. :D I SOLD QUITE A COMMENDABLE NUMBER OF ROSES YTD. SPEAKING OF THAT I WANNA THANK ALL OF YOU GUYS WHO CAME DOWN TO WATCH THE CONCERT AND BEING (AHEM) PERSUADED BY ME AND TOOP YUN NAN TEAM TO PURCHASE THE ROSES WHEE THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH K :D U ALL ROCK! :D ESP MY FRIENDS AND CHENG LIANG'S FRIENDS HAHAHAHAHAHA :D TJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I PICKED UP SOME SKILLS ALONG THE WAY HAHAHAHAHAHA LIKE WHO TO TARGET AND WAD TO SAY FIRST TO THE TARGETED CUSTOMERS HAHAHAHAHA :D WHEEEEEEE AND LOL. I SAW SHENYEE HAHAHA! BUT HE DIDNT BUY ANY ROSES LUHS. -.- HIS FRIENDS DID, I THINK :D CHENG'S FRIENDS STILL THE BEST BOUGHT SO MANY. :D MY FRIENDS TOO HAHAHA. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY COS I WENT TO SWIM JUST NOW DESPITE THE UNBEARABLY SCORCHING HOT WEATHER HAHAH SO I CUT DOWN THE LAPS HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY COS TRAINING ROCKS! I LOVE TRAINING LUHS. I MEAN. HEHEHEHEHE I GET TO ENJOY AND BURN CALORIES HOW GREAT IS THAT! :D EXTREEEEEMMEEEEELY GREAT I SHALL SAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEE &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7028468464378354021?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7028468464378354021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7028468464378354021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-happy-cos-im-chatting-with-szehwei.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4200612224710947793</id><published>2009-05-14T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:51:38.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DON'T ASK ME WHY BUT IM STILL FEELING JUMPY HAHA AND I GOT THE FULL VERS OF THE SONG FROM TENGHOI HAHAH THANKS WHEE AND HAHAH IM LISTENING TO IT SEVENTH TIME ALR WHEE AND IM STILL EXTREMELY HIGH AND..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU SZEHWEI I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU JILL OMG SO LONG SINCE I LAST CHATTED WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU HUI JING WHEE BUT IM GLAD IM GNA MEET U THIS SAT YAY MORE STORIES TO COME HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GIRLS MAKE MY WORLD PERFECT! :D AND OF COURSE, HAHAHA THEY ARE PART OF MY LIFE &lt;3 other parts of my life.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY THE SONG IS REALLY NICE :D AT LEAST I LOVE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEE I'M HAVING A GOOD TIME WITH MY FLOORBALL STICK AND BALL HAHAA I LOVE THE COLOUR COMB LIGHT BLUE RED WHITE BLACK AND ORANGE AHAHHAHAHA AT LEAST IT HAS ORANGEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG WHY DO PEOPLE LIVE IN THEIR OWN DELUSIONS SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4200612224710947793?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4200612224710947793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4200612224710947793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-ask-me-why-but-im-still-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-1008350507868948888</id><published>2009-05-14T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:28:18.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cK73TmPltr/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cK73TmPltr/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=cK73TmPltr" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=cK73TmPltr" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=cK73TmPltr" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=cK73TmPltr" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/cK73TmPltr/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/xiia0zhu/music/gEdr_PwY/lin-jun-jie-a-sa-xiao-jiu-wo/"&gt;Xiao Jiu Wo 小酒窩 - Lin Jun Jie 林俊傑/ A 阿Sa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's never too late. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG WHEE I JUST FEEL EXTREMELY HIGH AND JUMPY AND FLOWY AND HYPER TODAY :D HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I KNOW SOME OLD PPL SURE KNOW THIS :D ANYWAY AHAHHA I WANNA RUN DANCE JUMP! OMG SUGAR RUSH WHEE AHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I SHOULD STOP EATING NONSENSE FOOD ALR. OMG. YES ITS NOT TOO LATE TO START EATING HEALTHILY AND WORKING OUT NOW. AND I HEAVILY DETEST MYSELF FOR POPPING CHOCOS INTO MY OWN MOUTH OMG I SHOULD RUN AND YES RUNNING TMR CANT WAIT :D WHEE HEALTHY DIET HERE I COME SINCE U ARE SO RELUCTANT TO COME TO ME, I SHALL BE PROACTIVE AND HAHAHA TAKE THE FIRST STEP YES! ZHI LIN U CAN DO IT HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY I LOVE MY CLASS. HAHAHA THOUGH THEY ONLY KNOW THE LAST PART OF THE STORY LOL. HAHAHAHA AND HAHAHAHAHHAHAA IM SUPER HIGH DURING LUNCH BREAK HAHA TILL I WANNA FLY NVRM AT LEAST I ADDED SMILES ONTO THE GIRLS' FACES WHEE I LOVE YOU DARLINGS HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEE I SHOULDNT BE HERE BUT AT MY STUDY DESK MUGGING MATH AND CHEM! HAHAHHA OK I SHALL MAKE MY MOVE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST MUST MUST DIET ALR DEAR HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAA JIAYOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOHOH&lt;br /&gt;FLOORBALL GUYS! YOU GUYS SIMPLY ROCK I TELL YOU! :D WHEE REGARDLESS OF THE RESULTS, YOU ALL HAVE ALR DONE US PROUD BY BEING IN TOP 4 POSITION ALR! JIAYOU FOR THE NEXT MATCH AND JUST DO UR BEST! WE ALL LOVE YOU! :D though i have no idea who'll read this, hahahaha just let me say my words of encouragement k! :D WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I LOVE TJC FLOORBALL TEAM! :D T-T-T-T-T TJ YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE CHEM AND MATH I LOVE YOU TOO SO PLEASE LET ME SCORE TMR THANK YOU AND I'LL FEED YOU TWO WITH MORE EQUATIONS HAHAHAHAHAHA K LUHS STOP BEING RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WENT TO RED HOUSE TODAY HAHAHAHAHA AND I WANNA DIET TILL I CAN FLY AND I JUST WANNA DANCE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I LOVE PAPER CRANES TOO &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-1008350507868948888?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1008350507868948888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1008350507868948888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-never-too-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4462226414969965725</id><published>2009-05-13T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:28:43.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before the clock strikes twelve, (((((((((((((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaaha whee! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D time flies! :D and lol. today's timetable super slack. haha. but no! I HAVE TO MUG FOR CHEM AND MATH LIKE... NOW OMG (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that miserable feeling is lingering. thank goodness. i'm not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im watching floorball match tmr! AND I HAVE THIS URGE TO DANCE! AND SWIM! AND RUN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper cranes! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4462226414969965725?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4462226414969965725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4462226414969965725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/before-clock-strikes-twelve.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-5539112107827202085</id><published>2009-05-12T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:12:22.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've finally witnessed the cons of technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T______________________________________T&lt;br /&gt;it just threw me into that abyss of despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna run. run far far away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW ON A LIGHTER NOTE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TJCO CONCERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THIS SAT AND IM VERY HAPPY THAT I'LL BE GOING TO THE CONCERT WITH MY BELOVED FAMILY AND HUIJING YAY HAHA AND PLUS TJC PPL AND MY YN TOOP PPL AND WE'LL BE SELLING ROSES HAHA SO WANNA BUY? ITS FOR A GOOD CAUSE AND I'LL MOST PROB BE BUYING AND GIVE IT TO CHENGLIANG AND HAHAHA ITLL BE AWFULLY WEIRD FOR A GIRL TO DO THAT BUT HAHAHAHAHAHAHA ITS A FORM OF ENCOURAGEMENT ANW HAHA AND YES I'LL GET MY PEOPLE = FAM+FRIENDS TO BUY THE ROSES TOO. LIMITED STOCKS/STALKS K :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA AND ON A LIGHTEST NOTEEEEEE :D THIS ONE MUST BOLD CAPS UNDERLINE AND WADNOT . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TJC FLOORBALL GUYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; INDEED DID US PROUD LUHS YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT INTO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEMI FINALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; AFTER CLINCHING THE VICTORY TODAY AGAINST MI WITH THE SCORE OF &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIX NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY AND I LOVE THE CHEER HAHAHA &lt;strong&gt;T-T-T-T-T TJ! :D&lt;/strong&gt; WHEE! THEY ROCK! WE ROCK! :D &lt;strong&gt;TJ FLOORBALL ROCK!&lt;/strong&gt; I BELIEVE THEY CAN DO IT AND FIGHT ON ALL THE WAY TO THE FINALS. JIAYOU! I'LL MOST PROB JOIN THE FB TEAM FOR THE UPCOMING MATCHES LUHS WHEE YAY IM EXCITED :D AND THEY PLAY REALLY WELL I TELL YOU! ITS LIKE OMG. THE SPEED. THE SKILL. THE POWER! HAHAHAHAHA :D GUYS BEING GUYS... CAN'T DOUBT THEIR ABILITY AT ALL! :D WHEE! TOP FOUR NOW. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT YEAR THE GIRLS WILL BE BACK :D :D MEANING TRAINING AND PT HAHAHA :D YAY WE CAN DO THIS TGT! TJ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-5539112107827202085?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5539112107827202085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5539112107827202085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-finally-witnessed-cons-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8248353855345214071</id><published>2009-05-11T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:09:04.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH I CAN STAND IT NO MORE. NEITHER SIT IT. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just infuriates me deeper and deeper. like that anger is mounting. by leaps and bounds. i just can't freaking suppress it. and its not i don't want. it's just that. the thought of those irksome incidents. those times. those feelings that i had. it seems so FAKE. and some seems downright disgusting like as if there's a motive behind each action. it's like. i have to repay every single teeny weeny bit of thingy tt has been done for me. even though it was stated the otherwise. -.- and argh. im beginning to wander. how much do you exactly know me. and without any explanation, i know you nothing. i thought you were this type of person. but ended up, that. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be honoured. this post is for you. and i freaking hell spent enough time dwelling on this too. argh. and happy? that i neglected my work? cos i just couldn't even concentrate? since those feelings just keep coming back? -.- please dont act pitiful. I WONT BUY IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-8248353855345214071?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8248353855345214071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8248353855345214071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/argh-i-can-stand-it-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7632293869046815644</id><published>2009-05-11T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:22:15.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im munching cookies! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MY STICK YAY COACH IS GOOD HAHAHA AND HE GAVE US DISCOUNT AND A BALL EACH HAHAHAAHAHAHHAAHA AND WHEEE I GOT THINGS DONE FOR MY CLASS TEE HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA RUN AND SWIM AND PLAY FLOORBALL. SPEAKING OF TT. YAY. TMR WATCHING GUY'S MATCH. YAY. :D SKIP LESSONS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. I'VE SHOWN ENOUGH RESPECT BY READING ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is, "SAVE IT. IT HELPS NOTHING. SERIOUSLY." don't expect my call too. i've shown enough respect to take my time and read every word. you know who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7632293869046815644?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7632293869046815644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7632293869046815644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-munching-cookies-d-i-got-my-stick.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7612644352192000990</id><published>2009-05-11T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:40:52.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you both for adding joy to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what on earth are the two of them doing luhs! one this another that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE'S PRETTY MUCH LOST NOW HAPPY? SINCE SHE HAS GOT PAPER HEART. and kinda. lost smth impt. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7612644352192000990?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7612644352192000990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7612644352192000990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-both-for-adding-joy-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-3265414404498716759</id><published>2009-05-10T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:11:35.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my oh my can hallmark channel's movies stop making me cry. oh dear oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished that movie which so happened that i forgot the title and oh my it's just so touching luhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally depicts mothers' love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can we raise a child when we are still children. ahhhhh and yes, our mothers are the world's most noble people. thats an undeniable fact. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is another mother's day special movie. so farewell! i shall cry my heart out today hahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-3265414404498716759?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3265414404498716759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3265414404498716759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-my-oh-my-can-hallmark-channels.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-5144610396799715510</id><published>2009-05-10T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:20:21.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nem0bkErGVY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nem0bkErGVY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" 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;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY ONCE AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-5144610396799715510?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5144610396799715510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5144610396799715510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-5854209454011734176</id><published>2009-05-10T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:26:14.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL MUMMYS IN THIS WORLD, HAPPY MUMMY DAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE YOU MUMMY. :D HAHAHAHAHA. :D YOU'RE THE BEST &lt;3 MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha im pretty much happy with my life right now. like everyth's back on track. though at times, it'll just creep into my lil brain, making me go through those eerie times again and again, i'll do my best not to remind myself of those incidents. hah, easier said than done. -.- ANYWAY :D HAHAHA I LOVE MY GIRLS REALLY ALOT ALOT ALOT ALOT ALOT. HAHAHA. :D AND AHAHAHAHAHAHAH I HAVE THIS QUIZ THINGY IN MY FACEBOOK AND HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ITS FASCINATING TO SEE MY FRIENDS' ANS LUHS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha ETHAN! actually took the quiz! or was it his mummy? hahahah :D active facebookers! :d hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ARGH. violence begets violence. BUT THIS ONLY APPLIES TO UNCIVILISED PEOPLE DOESN'T IT? -.- i mean. argh. yes. you feel agitiated but you don't have to use such a resort to rebut all those words they've said! -.- i mean. HELLOOOO. if u really have a clear conscience, THEN LET THEM BE! -.- what for do so much, when in the end, it'll just backfire ur plan? -.- and u still have the cheek to do so. i'm ashamed. not of you. but the rest. and it's not their wrong to do so too. everyone has his own perspective. DON'T U HAVE YOURS TOO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i'd better stop here. before i continue my ranting. and dun bother asking me to tell you what happened. cos it's just between... them and us. hahahahaha. nth really serious. but mentally, it affects. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYYYY MUMMY DAY TODAY :D IM GNA BAKE COOKIES. HAHAHAHAHAHA AND ME BEING ME BEING ME AND BEING ME. I'D ALWAYS COME UP WITH SURPRISES HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. AND YES I KNOW WHO. HAHAHA. AND WHEE I WONT BURN MY KITCHEN DOWN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STICKS TMR. EXCITED. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SZEHWEI!&lt;br /&gt;you're always my bestest darling. (: ever since sec 1. &lt;3 don't worry what's going to come up alright? live now. :D and hehehehehe we bound to face probs. :D and let me tell you one good news. you're not alone. &lt;3 i mean. work stress. friendship probs. hehehe. we all have such probs. so why not lets just go through these together? and i'm willing to lend u my ears, my eyes. (: and you know it. so don't brood too much over those matters you have alright? (: i'm here! :D JIAYOU! hahaha. i shall motivate you every time now! :D 'cos you're someone whom i really love alot! :D my bestest friend! :D hope you'll read this! JIAYOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-5854209454011734176?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5854209454011734176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5854209454011734176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-d-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-3238682186500034998</id><published>2009-05-09T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:08:13.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i read them. and i can't bear to read any further.. sigh. why can't they just RESPECT themselves? why can't they just ACCEPT and MOVE ON? -.- rather than just wallowing in self-pity. oh gosh. ): i feel for them. but sigh. what more can i do? besides, it's not even my problem. but somehow. when i see them like this, i feel a lil "nosy" and just do what i can. but argh. there's a limit. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't make wild guesses. i don't even think that they know that i'm referring to them. hah, in the first place. do they even know this blog exists. hahaha. maybe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, caught 17 again. :D sweet. :D and had a great time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYYYY STICKS ON MONDAY YAY. A WHOLE DAY WITH MUMMY TMR &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melt? hahahahahahahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-3238682186500034998?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3238682186500034998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3238682186500034998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-read-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7290216656418358924</id><published>2009-05-08T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:17:53.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heylo my wonderful readers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long day today. (: but i simply love the time i had after school. totally. awesome. :D got to swim hahahahahahaha just to tone my body. HAHAHAHAHAH. but lol. in the end i ate ajisen ramen with my dearest clique. ahahhaha thats the climax for my entire day i tell ya! :D it has been sucha long time since i last saw them and i felt so.... warm, loved, when i first found them in front of macs! a pity that nana and dear szehwei didnt manage to come.. sigh. prissy maeve ly joe sus came and heh, we did enjoy our night together. &lt;3 of course, if you throw 5 (sus left aft a short while cos it was her mummy's bday!) girls together with food on the table hahahahahah,they'll DEFINITELY talk like there's no tmr. (: heheh. so i started the ball rolling. hahha AND SO CUTE LUHS! EACH AND EVERY ONE OF US HAS HER OWN STORY TO SHARE. hahahahaha. and the theme is weird people. HAHAHAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food was fantastic. but the company of people is FAR BETTER THAN "FANTASTIC"! :D i love you girls! &lt;3 hahaha and i totally didnt even keep my image or wad luhs! i mean. hahahah in front of them, what image can i exactly uphold! hahahahahahaha and (: our laughter is so melodious luhs. :D:D:D cos of all the ridiculous stuff we said/did. :D I MISS YOU GIRLS! tag me in the photos k! :D:D:D hahahaah incl those unglam ones hahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is the start of three DESIRABLE holidays for me! :D and i really hope that coach will be free on monday so the five floorballers can get their sticks! hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i simply love the waters! :D and whee. im pretty much fascinated by those little children swimming in competition pool. hahaha. its like you're swimming, and halfway through there're small figures swimming hard right in front of you and you'll take extra precaution not to collide into them for fear that they might just lose control and drown or smth! they're SOOOO small-sized!! ahahaahah and cute luhs of course! when the coach asked them to swim four laps, a small lil boy (i dun think he's above 7) complained and said hurrrr why four laps!! then started swimming like... some cute marine animals luhs :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahaa. back to work. not bad eh. hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7290216656418358924?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7290216656418358924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7290216656418358924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/heylo-my-wonderful-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-2334764759615755458</id><published>2009-05-07T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:01:43.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally. i let it all out. (: thanks for being so... understanding too. hehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE IM LOOKING FORWARD TO NEXT WEEK COS I GET TO BUY STICKS FROM COACH HOPEFULLY AND HOLS AND... LOTS OF OTHERS AHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOUGH I HAVE A FREAKING LONG LIST OF WORK TO BE DONE, TESTS TO BE REVISED AND BLAH. HAHAHAHA I STILL LOOK FORWARD TO NEXT WEEEEEEEEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND PIPIPIPIPIPIPI TMR LAST DAY OF SUBMISSION AND LOLS. IM DOING MY 4TH DRAFT ONE NOW. PRO RIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-2334764759615755458?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2334764759615755458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2334764759615755458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8490730630538675871</id><published>2009-05-06T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:28:53.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA i know my replies for my tags are a lil.. lag :p HEHEHEHE BETTER LATE THAN NEVER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;WEIJIAN!&lt;/span&gt; WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YOU'RE THE BEST KOR MAN! HAHAHAHAHA. YAY. I CAN COUNT ON U! YAY! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;JILL!&lt;/span&gt; HOW'S SCH SO FAR? time flies eh? a few weeks ago, u just tagged that ur sch is starting.. and now.. i guess u've completely memorised ur friends' names alr! (: AND YESSSSSSSS we must go out again! i miss u like crazy luhs! LETS HAVE SUSHI TGT HEHEHEHEHEHEE. I LOVE YOU DEAR! -HUGS BACK!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;SZEHWEI!&lt;/span&gt; RARE TAG! (: HAHAHAHA. I LOVE YOU! IM FINE AND HAPPY IN SCHOOL. LETS MEET UP? WE CAN CATCH UP WITH OUR LIVES ALSO &lt;3 ESP U MY DEAR. IM HERE ALWAYS! FOR YOU. MISS YOU DARLING! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;XINYING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;333333333333333333333333333333333 I MISS U ALR OMG. HAHAHA. HOW ARE THINGS SO FAR? (; and really appreciate the fact that you're with me throughout this whole thingy. love u dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;JORDAN!&lt;/span&gt; HELLO. HOW DID U FIND MY BLOG? HAHAHA. I'VE BEEN FINE, THANK YOU! HOW ABT U? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;PRISCILLA&lt;/span&gt; DEARIEEEEE :) :) :) :) WHEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;SOUPBOY!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAAHA HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;U NOE HU!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA! REPLIED U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;MAEVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt; :D YEA. CLIQUE NIGHTS OUT! CFM WITH ME THE TIME K? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;WILLIE!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHA JUST LIKE WAD U'VE SEEEN. BUSY SLACKING :D AHHAHAA AND OF COURSE WITH MY PW! AHHHHH AHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;HUIJINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!&lt;/span&gt; HAN HUIHUI ! HAHAHAHAHA :D YESYES! WANT? TJCO GWH! IM SURE URS TOO MY DEAR! :D WHEE AND HAHAHAHA I READ UR BLOG TOO K DEARIE! I MISS U!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ALIEN!&lt;/span&gt; U AR! EH. ABIT TOO MUCH AR!!!!! JILL'S KIND-HEARTED K! HAHA NOT LIKE U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. not bad. i capped all. HAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-8490730630538675871?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8490730630538675871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8490730630538675871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahaha-i-know-my-replies-for-my-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-9064929898284748870</id><published>2009-05-06T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:12:53.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE FLOORBALL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAINING IS SO ENERGY-DRAINING!!!!! BUT I LOVE THE LAST PART OF TRNG. GAMES! :D WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE WAS 3VS3 INITIALLY. THEN COACH PUT ME INTO YANLIN'S TEAM THEN 4VS4 :D WHEEEEEEEEE IT WAS SO FUN LUHS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW IM HAVING ALL KINDS OF ACHE. OH DEAR! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ......................... its replaying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-9064929898284748870?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/9064929898284748870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/9064929898284748870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-floorball-d-training-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8550793464411367115</id><published>2009-05-05T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:05:38.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got this inspiration from inspiration on TV mobile. Can't exactly rmb the actual phrases, but somehow the meaning is there. here it goes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We must be thankful that we do not have everything that we wanted, because, only then, we will have something to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4478701125038508504-8550793464411367115?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8550793464411367115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8550793464411367115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-this-inspiration-from-inspiration.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-780251299596749877</id><published>2009-05-04T22:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:43:16.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO DEARIEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed. my mummy rocks. college rocks. they rock. you rock! TOTALLY ROCK MY WORLD PLEASE :D made me feel so... (: today. esp when i talked to syl and nana today. &lt;3 FOOD IS AWESOME HAHAHAHAHAHA. I MEAN THE PEOPLE WHO ACC ME. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... u think. apology is enough. u think, u can just click the "undo" button or just merely tapping onto the "backspace" key? dream on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SG MAY BE A SMALL DOT ON THE MAP. BUT THE PEOPLE WHOM I LOVE AND CARE FOR ARE HERE WITH ME, CARVING PATHS FOR EACH OF US :D and of course, now i know, who i can really trust. its not that i don't want to. it's just. &lt;em&gt;"once the opp is gone. its gone FOREVER"&lt;/em&gt; at least this applies now in someway or another and it's okay if u readers don't understand. somehow, i know that this msg &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be conveyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE PRISCILLA I LOVE SZEHWEI! I LOVE SUSUSUSUSUSUSUSUSUSIE! I LOVE LY! I LOVE MY NANA! I LOVE JOE I LOVE MAEVE! MY LOVELY CLIQUE! &lt;3 MISS YOU GIRLS SO MUCH. EVEN NANANANANANANA HAHA U GIRLS ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY DARLING XY FOR SPENDING TIMES WITH ME. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HUIJING TOO! FOR ALWAYS GIVING ME UR FINEST SUPPORT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JILL TOO! IN FACT I MISS HER TOO! MY DARLING NURSE! MY BFF! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GIRLS MAKE MY WORLD SO PERFECT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaahaha. you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-780251299596749877?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/780251299596749877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/780251299596749877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-dearieeeeeeeeessssssssss-indeed.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4807160023761066527</id><published>2009-05-03T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:40:46.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home's always the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM GLAD. THAT IM ALIVE AND KICKING :D AND HAHA STILL IN ONE PIECE. SO MY &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OLD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; FOLKS. :D NO WORRIES K :D HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE THIS MOUNTING EXCITEMENT IN ME COS I KNOW TMR I'LL BE BACK IN COLLEGE WITH MY LOVELIES AND NO LESSONS FOR THE FLOORBALLERS TOO AND THERES YUNNAN MEETING AND OF COURSE, I HOPE AND WISH AND PRAY HARD THAT TMR WILL END OFF BEAUTIFULLY WITH MY &lt;em&gt;LOVED&lt;/em&gt; ONES (= IM LOVING LIFE IN &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4807160023761066527?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4807160023761066527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4807160023761066527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/05/homes-always-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8529646596847242533</id><published>2009-04-29T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:01:42.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh great. oh so great. i'll miss training this saturday. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! but i'll def go for tue's. wow. valhall. WHEN CAN WE GET OUR STICKS? ... maybe this comin mon lets just go get one alr k? better than waiting for that phonecall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a reason to smile. also another reason to frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) + = ( gives =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPP at such an unearthly hour. and i've to email some org. and i'll be bringing notes and tuts. ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-8529646596847242533?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8529646596847242533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8529646596847242533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4934380396870899106</id><published>2009-04-27T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:10:36.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did i mention how much i miss my lovely cousins? :D from jiahui all the way to zhiyong? hahahahahaaha. a huge age gap thats why. anyway, i got to catch up with my darling zhiting while my sis was having the time of her life with zhiyong. hahaha. :D it was really a nice bonding session for us luhs :D yay! i love you zhiting! &lt;3 thank goodness u came! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently having such family dinners is one of my fave events in my life luhs! :D:D:D:D:D:D esp if everyone is in sucha euphoric mood. :D and.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TATA! :D THOUGH U'LL NOT READ THIS, I STILL WANNA WISH U A HAPPY BDAY! :D it's really heartwarming to see everyone smiling throughout the entire dinner and singing bday song like as if the whole restaurant has us as their customers. :D and the exquisite cuisine thats settled on intricately designed plates simply let our mood rise a notch! :D this is called life! :D:D:D:D and hahahahahahaahahaha i wore TJC half- attire for this dinner luhs. hahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i rushed down from my TOOP yun nan meeting! missed one hour of it. and apparantly, they're gna participate in the CAN! marathon! WHEE! MY CG WILL BE THERE TOO. :D WOAH. FUN MAN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. and THANKS SIHUI AND WENQING FOR THE YUMMY COOKIES. HAHAHAHA. THE COOKIES ARE SO CUTE TILL I OGLE AND SQUEAL AT THE SIGHT OF THEM. SO CUTE LUHS :D LIKE THE LIL HAMSTERS I ALWAYS SEE. HAHAHA AND WHEEEE ITS SO CUTE! :D AND THE ALMOND ONES TASTE FABULOUS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've to do PI draft three! AND FB GUYS DRAW! JY FB GIRLS :D JYJYJYJYJYJY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM HIGH AND I THINK ITS ALL BECAUSE OF THOSE POTS OF TEA! HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4934380396870899106?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4934380396870899106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4934380396870899106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/did-i-mention-how-much-i-miss-my-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7703775156455407746</id><published>2009-04-26T09:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T10:51:16.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhoh. didnt run! hahahahahahahaa. nvrm. tonight or tmr or tues. :D:D:D:D i've got a lifetime to run! (: HAHA. OKAY. I SHALL MAKE IT A POINT TO AT LEAST WALK ALRIGHT :D WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the past few nights, my sleep has been... very interrupted! hahahahaha. cos HAHA. i fell flat on my notes with my highlighter and pencil in my hands :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IVE TO REACH MIDLINK BY 1PM OH DEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIO TUTS AND PI ): AND GP. OH CRAP I FEEL STRESS NOW BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a quiz on fb "which love language do you have?" and i quoted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are a person of words. This means you are most touched when people tell you 'I love you', or when you read a poem. Even a song can make you emotional. Talking is your emotional tool and you will therefore also use this to connect to other people. Words are a great way of communicating, but when someone else you love doesn't necessarily talk the way you do, it doesn't mean they don't love you. What would be their primary love language? Too many words may have their downside, too. Some people may assume that if you talk a lot, you talk more than you do. You may also have been terribly hurt by what people have said, more than what they did. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive been pondering. hmmmmmmm. life's really... unpredictable. isn't this sentence applicable to a large extent? (: and ... after chatting with wil.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt something too. "so what? (:" "KEEP GOING ON AND ON AND ON! :D" "WORK SMART" "dun fear to fail!" kay this is quoted from Peter Lau! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE JIAYOUJIAYOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7703775156455407746?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7703775156455407746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7703775156455407746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/uhoh.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4496363639410915342</id><published>2009-04-25T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:09:03.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to think i could mug a lil aft my floorball trng, HAH! I WAS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WRONG! hahahahahaha cos by the time i got a place to settle down and read my notes, hhahaha it was time for me to meet syl and go sing! hahaa. APPARENTLY I HAD TWO HOURS FREEEEEEEE but walking aimlessly for about 1hour plus straight under that glaring sun, T___________T i gave up and just headed for the nearest coffee shop. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED/ HAVE TO RUN TMR. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SINGING HOUR AFTER HOUR WITH MY FELLOW FIFTEEEEENS ROCKS MY WORLD. :D hahahaha. WE SANG AS IF WE'VE NVR USED OUR MOUTHS BEFORE AND WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I TRULY ENJOYED MYSELF. :D :D AND HAHAHAHA. I BECAME A VOICELESS FROG AFTER 4 HOURS OF NON-STOP SINGING? :D AND DAWN IS SO HIGH-PITCHED! I HAVE TO LIKE GO REALLY REALLY HIGH TO MATCH HER VOICE. HAHAHA. SO CUTE. AND OMG. NELSON IS THE STAR SINGER MAN! :D can't judge the book by its cover indeed! :D AND XIZI! HAHAHA SHE SO HIGH! AND SYL CHEEEAAATTT! OF SO MANY SONGS, SHE SANG TO THE MIC NONE! NEARLY NONE! AHAHA. AND GAOLIANG WAS THERE PURELY TO WATCH THE MV AND LISTEN TO OUR HEAVENLY VOICE. :D AND I SOLO-ED ONE SONG COS NO ONE KNEW ITS EXISTENCE LUHS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE TO SING! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hehehehehehehehehe marketing and walking rocks my world too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLOORBALL! I MANAGED TO SCOOP THE BALL. HAHAHAHA YAYAYAYYAYAYAYAY. I WANT MY STICK. NEW STOCKS PLEASE!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO STUDY. I MUST STUDY. I AM GOING TO STUDY. JIAYOU ZHILIN JIAYOU YOU. HAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'LL REPLY TAGS ASAP :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4496363639410915342?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4496363639410915342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4496363639410915342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-think-i-could-mug-lil-aft-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-5289249397842221499</id><published>2009-04-24T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:12:12.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm.......... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness, i ran ytd! (: offset the sinful junk i consumed today! :D hahahahaha. and oh well! :D wads more impt is that i'm healthy! :D and hahaha look... fine! :D:D:D:D thats what &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; claim isn't it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and table of glory is the hit! (: even my mummy is extolling it every single time the commercial is being aired. hahahaha! (: i love the plot. but last two epi only! oh well! better still. i can conc on my studies too. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. sometimes.. i dun spell all my thoughts out. that doesn't mean that i don't care. that doesn't mean that i take everything for granted and not knowing the efforts behind it. i don't articulate my feelings explicitly that doesn't mean that i don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that boils down to open communication yea? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, just a point to note, i'm a girl with a heart that's pumping at... XXXbpm? (: and at times it's XXX PLUS ONE. bpm HAHAHAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get back to my tutorials and lect. notes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IRONICALLY I FEEL SLIMMER AFT EATING. WEIRD CRAP? HAHAHAHA. thank goodness, TRAINING TMR. FINALLY :D maybe due to my consecutive absence in my fb trng, more people have been mistaking me! fb rules please! ADIV IS HERE NEXT WEEK. JY TEAM &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe if i get the cute lil hamster that i ogled at it for more than half an hour standing like a clown, giggling away when it performed some stunts and scratched itself that adorably, HAH! i'll call it pipi. hahahahaha. or ploop. or waddle waddle. AHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(= i forgot my ultimate purpose of editing my post alr. HAHA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-5289249397842221499?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5289249397842221499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5289249397842221499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-859664858642498732</id><published>2009-04-23T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:24:09.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>checklist- PI. econs tutorial. math tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;bio tutorial. chem tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;READ UP ON BIO, ECONS, CHEM AND REVISE MATH!&lt;br /&gt;time left till new week- three days! come on zhilin! you can do it! (: and i want is just your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to-do list: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;GET MY PASSBOOK PHOTOCOPIED PLUS GIRO PLUS EDUSAVE PLUS UNDERTAKING FORM! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so most probably i'll hug my tutorials to bed tonight. (: just like how i did for the past few days. to think that i had to pry my eyelids open during one of the mornings just to revise math. and argh! this will be the first math test since sec three that i have no confidence in ace-ing. oh dear! ): mathematician anyone? and thanks to the hectic revision schedule and poor time mgt, this week seems fleeting for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I HAD ANOTHER ADVENTURE TODAY. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shangri-la dinner on monday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goals. dreams. aspirations! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-859664858642498732?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/859664858642498732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/859664858642498732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/checklist-pi.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-1328643202190574150</id><published>2009-04-21T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:55:48.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAO NIANG :D HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;MY BELOVED MOTHER WHO HAS METICULOUSLY TAKEN CARE OF ME EVER SINCE I'M EMBRYO (: HAHAHAAHAA. I LOVE YOU MUMMY! :D AND THE SURPRISE. APPARENTLY HASNT COME! SO CAN WE PLEASE GO HOME NOW SO AT LEAST I CAN ERM. YA. HAHAHAHA. im in my laoniang's mummy aka ahma house now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIANGYING! MY DARLING! WHO HAS ALR SPENT 4 YEARS OF HER LIFE WITH ME. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH AND WILL STILL CONTINUE ON YEA? :D I LOVE YOU. AND ANYTHING MORE MUSHY THAN THIS, I'VE ALR SENT U THE MSG AT 12AM MIDNIGHT! :D MUACKS! AND I MISSED UR BDAY CELEBRATION TODAY! ): cos i was with my mummy and sis! hahahahahahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TAMP ONE JAP FOOD SIMPLY ROCKS! (: I ATE DON AND UDON AND SUSHI :D WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. SO YUMMY CAN~ AND ATE TIRAMISU AND DURIAN OMELETTE AS DESSERT. :D YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it on.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-1328643202190574150?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1328643202190574150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1328643202190574150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-lao-niang-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-157646231087512595</id><published>2009-04-20T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:52:13.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun nan TOOP meeting was great! :D met new ppl made new friends. :D this team of ppl simply rocks luhs! and yay, im either in programme or fund-raising group! (: and brainstorming is so fun! hahahahaha the people are really awesome. :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D plus mrs goh! haha she's so cute! :D i can't wait luhs apparently! (: AND THE BEST THING IS. ITS TENTATIVELY FROM  17TH NOV ALL THE WAY TILL 1ST DEC. MEANS. 25TH NOV IS INCL IN THIS TRIP &lt;3 GEE, EXCITED! HAHA. somemore ziyong's bday same as mine too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. MUST. MUG. HARD. speaking of which. hahahahahahaha. had dinner with trina, syl, nelson and zy in the afternoon. the guys are really carnivorous. and TRINA DARLING HAHAHA. she's so cute luhs. helped me finish my noodles. (: hahaha. marginal utility decreases luhs. thats why. :P econs wasn't that optimistic. but, have to warn mr foo tmr first. abt the standard of my ans. haha. and walking home with nelson was nice. talked so much. hahaha. and lols, looks can be deceiving. HAHAHA! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this chinese saying, " jia jia you ben nan nian de jing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it meant. every family has its own problems to fret about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad things are getting better. (: and heading for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU FLOORBALL! (: WHEE. i get to support them and miss lessons! haha. SO THE GIRLS WILL GET OUR MORAL SUPPORT! &lt;3 JIAYOUJIAYOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-157646231087512595?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/157646231087512595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/157646231087512595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/yun-nan-toop-meeting-was-great-d-met.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-883315974181398963</id><published>2009-04-19T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:15:49.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>faith.&lt;br /&gt;trust.&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeee HAPPY BDAY EUGENE! (: AND HAHA PIZZA DINNER PARTY TODAY. LATER I MEANT. :D AND IM SUPP TO DO GPP AND STUDY FOR ECONS. HAHAHA BUT I MUST BE A GOOD HOST! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaahahahaha. SHE IS A NUB HOST! WAKAKA lol BIG BULLY DE. PLAY WITH COMPUTER THE WHOLE DAY... MAKE ME MAKE THA PASTA AND COOK THE FOOD&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH THATS FROM EUGENEEEEEE THE NC 16 GUY :D HAHA. AND LOLS. THE ALCOHOLIC DRINK IS GOOD. THE PIZZA IS GOOD :D THE BEEHOON IS GOOD. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. IMAGINE THE CROWD HERE NOWWWW :D WHEEEEEEE. AND MY ECONS. I NEED TO MUG LIKE CRAZY NOW. OH DEAR! (: STAY POSITIVE! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;AND EUGENE HAS A BIG CAKE WAITING FOR HIM AT HOME. LUCKY GUY. AND I SPENT SO MUCH TIME ON MY GPP. OH DEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha web camming with my daddy now. hahahaa WITH THE PARTY GUESTS. HAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;gooodness, it's beyond our reach now. i've done what i could TWICE but nothing seems to be going the right way. it's deviating to the left now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-883315974181398963?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/883315974181398963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/883315974181398963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/faith.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-6354222506733358462</id><published>2009-04-18T12:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:40:17.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photo galore I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelWdurbSVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/n2_lDc9Z5CU/s1600-h/SANY0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325883103088691538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelWdurbSVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/n2_lDc9Z5CU/s320/SANY0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HE'S NOT PREGNANT. HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelWdSSO44I/AAAAAAAAAkM/wl6pw6NfRFg/s1600-h/SANY0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325883095466828674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelWdSSO44I/AAAAAAAAAkM/wl6pw6NfRFg/s320/SANY0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HOMEALONE ACTOR I SUPPOSE? AND HOMEALONE ACTRESS! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelWdItD4zI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FOCOhjL5w2k/s1600-h/Image172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325883092894999346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelWdItD4zI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FOCOhjL5w2k/s320/Image172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY TWO LOVELY DARLINGS! ALWAYS HEARING MY WHINES HAHAHAHA (: I LOVE YOU TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelWdHTam0I/AAAAAAAAAj8/zOYbduCWe7Y/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325883092519000898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelWdHTam0I/AAAAAAAAAj8/zOYbduCWe7Y/s320/Image056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY BFF SINCE P6 &lt;3&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelVDxeQmkI/AAAAAAAAAjs/fYNwpPgbaJc/s1600-h/zhi+lin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325881557650545218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelVDxeQmkI/AAAAAAAAAjs/fYNwpPgbaJc/s320/zhi+lin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY LOVELY XY MUMMY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelVDhAjYRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VnwLmvR95fU/s1600-h/DSC01945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325881553230979346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelVDhAjYRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VnwLmvR95fU/s320/DSC01945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahaha MY 4E2 BUDDIES :D I KNOW I CAN COUNT ON THEM! (: IMMA LUCKY GIRL! AT LEAST I AM STILL KEEPING IN TOUCH WITH 'EM :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelTV7iwdLI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Z11c8T9GzWc/s1600-h/szehwei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325879670568154290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelTV7iwdLI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Z11c8T9GzWc/s320/szehwei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; need any intro? HO SZE HWEI! U KNOW I MISS YOU! ): -HUGS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelTK1wb0hI/AAAAAAAAAjE/UJ5oNDa9-u4/s1600-h/huijing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325879480036348434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelTK1wb0hI/AAAAAAAAAjE/UJ5oNDa9-u4/s320/huijing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my darling! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-6354222506733358462?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6354222506733358462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6354222506733358462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-not-pregnant.html' title='photo galore I'/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SelWdurbSVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/n2_lDc9Z5CU/s72-c/SANY0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8298055054902992851</id><published>2009-04-17T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:14:59.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GREETINGS TO MY EARTHLINGS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaaha. i'm bloated like ... an inflated balloon. to think that i just burnt some cals in meeeeeee. SIGH. ahhahaah. and i have to mug till the sky turns orange luhs! better still. MY TUTORIALS. I CAN ONLY COMPLETE THEM WHEN THE SKY HAS ANOTHER SEVEN RAINBOWS PAINTED IN IT. thats like sum to infinity? which is. S infinity= a/(1-r) YAY! HAHA. THE ONLY TOPIC IM CONFIDENT IN ACING IT WILL BE APGP. not attitude problem k (: SUMMATION AND RECCURING AND MI HERE I COME. :D MR NG SPENT ONE MIN TO CLEAR MY DOUBT WHICH SHROUDED MY MIND FOR A MONTH. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fb is... FUN TODAY. :D both FLOORBALL and FACEBOOK hahahahaa. no luhs. Floorball &gt; Facebook. :D running and running and running and running and running! :D suicide, sprints, cramps, oh well.... GIRLS WE WILL SURVIVE! :D ahaha. and the guys were burning under the merciless sun. lol. and marketing is fun! :D hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THANK GOODNESS THE BISC I ATE WERE PLAIN. IMAGINE CHOC CHIP COOKIES. U'LL HEAR MY WHINES AND WITNESS TEARS-ROLLING SESSION BY ME. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaha. I SHOULD TAKE ACTION NOW! ECONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. we're really disappointed. maybe she is experiencing a greater one than me, since i still get a teeeeeeeny weeeeeeeeny bit of that. somehow, we feel that the effort is just... so.... one-sided? ): and the words in this para are IMPOSSIBLE to express that insurmountable amt(?) of disappointment that is thrown directly into our faces, slowly slitting our hearts. ): at least, to me. though her sentiments will only deviate slightly, still, it can be accepted. haha. bio's GTS. lol. back to my main point... we miss those times. we miss them. and thank goodness, i still have you and conversely, u still have me to confide to. yay. and! that feeling is growing i guess, 'cos my mind is filled.&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/4478701125038508504-8298055054902992851?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8298055054902992851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8298055054902992851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/greetings-to-my-earthlings-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7434080765711716343</id><published>2009-04-16T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:53:41.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quoted from ken's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you know you have only one hour left to live in this world, who would you call? What would you do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;i am really grateful for the opportunity to coach two young, lively, sweet girls for their o's this year! (: despite having to travel all the way down to kovan, i actually enjoyed myself! (: hehe. they treated me really well and hahahahahaha, i felt this sense of achievement whenever i got to clear their doubts. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and! hhahahahaha. and what actually happened BEFORE and AFTER actually attest to my indisputable claim about my talent. :D i spent 10 whole empty minutes walking like headless fly and it so happened that i found the camouflaged wordings pasted so discreetly on the wooden bricks. AND THE ROAD NAME IS MISLEADING! -.- ahahaa. and chelsea is kind enough to offer me a ride. not knowing that her mummy is in a rush to fetch her younger sis who has been waiting for them for the past half an hour. so all she could do was to drive me out of the maze and drop me off the nearest bus stop. and hohoho, the bus stop is actually the opposite side of the whole district. so meaning, NO 81! -.- took bus to the nearest station which is srgn. and took 81. ahahahhahaa. and yup (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'VE TO MUG LIKE SOME LIFELESS PERSON NOW. BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7434080765711716343?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7434080765711716343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7434080765711716343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/quoted-from-kens-blog-if-you-know-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-576392746440457877</id><published>2009-04-14T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:55:48.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... i wanted to type smth jovial. but. something just dampened my mood. trust me. here i come. and ... i don't care if im gna turn into someone like her. at least its better than me now. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-576392746440457877?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/576392746440457877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/576392746440457877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7843209628714546419</id><published>2009-04-13T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:51:47.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SeM35-o75ZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/VzLca24x0zA/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324160653688825234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SeM35-o75ZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/VzLca24x0zA/s320/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whenever i see a young lady, nearly a head taller than me, dressed smartly in her VJC uniform, with her hair tied up neatly to the back, fringe-less, i would stare at her for more than the customary duration of one second, and hope that the face will be familiar and warm to me. and if lady luck shines on me, her face would light up and squeals of delight will penetrate the silence in between us. and we'll undoubtedly throw cuddly hugs to each other. how i wish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HO SZE HWEI. I MISS YOU. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a ligher note, hahahahahahaha cg1509 actually skipped econs tuts for tjc's table tennis semi-finals :D at PLMGS. haha. gaoliang has major moodswings i swear! in college he looked so glum, and in the court, he was like. SMILING AND BEING SO ENTHU CHEERING ALL THE TIME! must be the NYJC table tennis girls' charm. hahahahaha! anw, did have some bonding session with them hehehe. (: love them to bits luhs. and tjc did perform well! :D and im really proud of our girls. yay! :D ahahaha. and wheeeeeeeeeee! aft that head down to srjc since its just a stone's throw away. and joke, i thought it'd be shorter if i take the bus opp PLMGS cos i didnt wanna pass the loop thingy. HAH! my unfailing talent made me overlook the station and hahahaha, i went through the loop nonetheless. omg. hahaha. met jackson, AIIIIINNNNNN &lt;3 -edit (i didnt realise my words were being cut away) AIN I LOVE YOU DARLING. IT'S REALLLLLLLLLY GOOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN AND GIVE U A BIG BEAR HUG. :D LOVE YOU LOADS. AND CHATTING WITH U OVER THAT SHORT PERIOD OF TIME BRIGHTENED MY NIGHT YTD. (: THANKS! :D I LOVE YOU! (: AND I GOT TO CATCH UP LIVES WITH ANGELINE DEAR! GLAD THAT SHE'S DOING WELL IN SRJC. HEEHEE. I MISS HER.! (: TAKE CARE MY DEAR! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and PI here i come! plus chem tuts plus econs tuts. hahahahaha oh dear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7843209628714546419?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7843209628714546419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7843209628714546419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/whenever-i-see-young-lady-nearly-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SeM35-o75ZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/VzLca24x0zA/s72-c/DSC00082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-27253106775320732</id><published>2009-04-12T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:52:01.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look how bright my darlings' smiles are (:&lt;br /&gt;love them&lt;3&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SeHVqrb9wsI/AAAAAAAAAis/QP9adws1OqE/s1600-h/CLASS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323771163719877314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SeHVqrb9wsI/AAAAAAAAAis/QP9adws1OqE/s320/CLASS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-27253106775320732?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/27253106775320732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/27253106775320732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-how-bright-my-darlings-smiles-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SeHVqrb9wsI/AAAAAAAAAis/QP9adws1OqE/s72-c/CLASS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-6928414129261235021</id><published>2009-04-12T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:34:52.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>swimming in the unbearably freezing waters made me feel crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to type my GPP out alr. plus my PI. and print out my strengthsquest which i have no idea how to since my printer is another crappy matter. thank goodness thr's no econs tuts tmr, so i'll just have to complete my bio and math. chem too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that yiwen's pretty strong? k, she's pretty AND strong. hahaha. able to piggy back me effortlessly luhs. omg. im like ?!?! piggyback me? and not just for a min. its for dunno how long plus she had to walk a certain distance with our mouth filled with...tap water. hahaha. k im random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read it. will internalise. (: and learn. thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-6928414129261235021?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6928414129261235021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6928414129261235021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/swimming-in-unbearably-freezing-waters.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-1685800147876427987</id><published>2009-04-11T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:08:27.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols, apparently i do have some unrevealed secrets saved in the drafts. heh. :D that explains my missing posts yea? anyway. tag replies! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jill! :D:D:D:D:D:D i AM alr missing you right now. ): let's meet up again k. prolly aft this week or labour day or smth. hah, just a date for two of us. unless you wanna have some laughter along the way, we can ask the guys along. hahaha. but yea. (: we need to spend some quality time tgt. &lt;3 i love you darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoey! I HONESTLY DON'T KNOW TILL THE DAY/LUNCH WHEN I ASKED U! hahahahaaha. BUT LOLS. HAHAHA. NOT SCANDAL LA. im so pure.. u think? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gabriel! hello! (: so nice of u to tag here. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailin! DEAR! I READ THEM ALR. &lt;3 LOVE YOU SO MUCH! I HOPE YOU'RE DOING FINE IN COLLEGE TOO? (: I HAVE FAITH IN U ALRIGHT! HEH, FAITH'S UR NAME TOO RIGHT! :D lets meet up with our kingdom again. HAH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinyi! thanks or ur concern! i'm MUCH better now!!! (: and thanks for initiating the class bbq, though... our time doesnt permit. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOR! :D WHEE! I LOVEEEEEEEEEEE WAD YOU'VE GIVEN MEEEEEE EVEN MY MUM LIKES IT. :D YAY! HAHAHA! :D AND WHEE THANKS! :D I KNOW I CAN COUNT ON U :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tags finally replied! (: keep the tagboard alive. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-1685800147876427987?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1685800147876427987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1685800147876427987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/lols-apparently-i-do-have-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-6284363819722461182</id><published>2009-04-11T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:50:07.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha 101th post alr. COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, short update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. THEY ARE STUNNED, ASTOUNDED WHEN I TOLD THEM THAT I'M IN FLOORBALL. heeeeeeeeeelllllloooooooo, though i highly appreciate the compliments (i'd take it as that! :D ) im a floorballer k, loving it and living it! :D just that i know ME NOT GOING FOR TRAININGS IS SRSLY INTOLERABLE. ): but i can't help it! sigh. hahaha. thank goodness. last week coach wasn't around, this week games. didn't miss out anyth on drills, though ALOT on the fun part. nvrm! my fb journey still continues. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda hyped up for the TOOP yun nan :D:D:D:D ESP I MEET SO MANY NICE PPL IN MY TEAM ALR. :D YAY. LETS WORK HARD K TEAM. AND MAKE THIS EXPEDITION A MEMORABLE ONE. :D i wrote a super mushy letter to myself HAHAHAHA and i wonder, whtr or not, on the day of arrival in sg 9 months later, i'd actually rmb that i've written the letter. :D heeeee. and whee, yiwen's pretty lovely girl. HAHA. and hahaha. si hui and wen qing's pretty cool. oh gosh! :D:D:D:D IM EXCITED! :D WHEEEEEEE. and the games are really good. thanks seniors! :D:D:D shall share the games with cg and fb ppl! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HAH! PRAYS HARD. THAT OUR PW IS ACTUALLY A FABULOUS IDEA. :D hahahaha. i love my group luhs. THEY ARE SO FANTASTIC YAY. HAHAHA. AND IF IT'S APPROVED, WOOHOO I THINK WE'RE GOING TO HAVE ANOTHER ROUND OF FUN MAN. :D ha, but too early to say anything. this is only draft one OF draft one. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'VE TO PRINT STRENGTHSQUEST, TYPE GPP, DO MATH QUIZ, EXERCISE, CHEM TUTS, ECONS TUTS, GP READ-UPS, MATH KETCHUPS. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. AND I ACTUALLY SLEPT JUST NOW. IF NOT FOR MUM'S SUDDEN SHRIEK HA, I THINK I'LL TURN OFF THE COM TMR MORNING. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ARGH. SHEENA DARLING I DUNNO WHTR U'RE READING THIS BUT SINCE I'VE TOLD U SO MUCH I TELL U AGAIN ITS FREAKINGLY REPEATING ITSELF LA DAMMIT FREAK ARGH. AND IT'S PUSHING ME MORE. ): SIGH. IT'S THE ERM, STORY WHICH I TOLD U ABOUT FROM THE MIDDLE OF THE BUS RIDE TILL THE DOORSTEP OF VALHALL NOT THE OTHER STORY IF YOU HAPPENED TO THINK OF THAT. I THINK YOU'RE CONFUSED TOO BUT NVRM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY JUST WANT TO RANT EVERYTH OUT HERE. BUT CRAP, THERE'S A LIMIT LUHS. AND ARGH, I DOUBT YOU'D WANT TO KNOW TOO. SO JUST LET ME BABBLE ON. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spam. -.- &lt;strong&gt;for some reason, i'd LOVE to study abroad. and i'd LOVE to get in it. but, wise decision HAS to be made. but more or less, somehow, it seems to me, that .. teeny weeny bit. but it's that bit that determines all. if you get my point. oh well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-6284363819722461182?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6284363819722461182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6284363819722461182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahaha-101th-post-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-2926754005114134526</id><published>2009-04-10T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:03:55.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yos earth. i wonder wthr there is internet connection in mars, venus, neptune, jupiter, etcetc. imagine the martians turn on their com and read all these, having o's, a's, doing PI, having floorball training. oh gosh. where is this heading to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohoh! i know what to blog about alr! in just a short span of two days, i've met up with roger and eugene! hahaha. roger that one is hilarious. i was making funny and exaggerating gestures towards him when we both were heading down to the ticket machine from TM platform. haha. he took the escalator i took the stairs. and apparently, swarms of people were streaming between us. and being imba-ly tall, he can be spotted easily while i cant. hahaha. so i got to see him finding me and even walking with small steps! hahaha. but the crowd just washed me away to my bus stop while he went off to the other one. eugene!! he actually shifted his house! hahaha. oh gosh. this young gentleman did change afterall. but zzz, i'm quite worried for him. abt his results. ... but i think he's intelligent enough to think about his future and actually MUG luhs. please? but really great to have sucha chat with him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... how can i not mention the ever-so-wonderful weijian! (: hahahaha. brunched with him and whee! (: enjoyed myself and the chat. hahaha. thank you for the bag! (: and hah, michael, RECEIVED! thanks! :D wheeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mugging. mugging. MORE mugging. dun wish to elaborate more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm freaking tired till my eyebags are as big as the punching bags in the boxing training room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-2926754005114134526?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2926754005114134526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2926754005114134526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/yos-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-5103887461517389361</id><published>2009-04-09T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:23:59.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange personalities are the creative adventurers in the color spectrum. They have an inner urge to be creative, active and enjoy life to its fullest. They are also individual and independent and integrate physical and mental qualities. They enjoy the challenge and excitement of forming and shaping physical reality. Orange personalities love to imagine and plan strategies for their next adventure or project and then put those plans into action. They need to be involved in the actual working process and want to physically shape and form their own ideas. They have difficulty sitting back and letting other people do things for them. They are always busy building, organizing and shaping their projects and physical reality. An Orange personality's motivation in life is based on how much pleasure and satisfaction they get out of their own adventures, challenges and creative projects. They want to be adventurous, creative and live out their own ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FIRST WORD SAYS IT ALL-ORANGE. :D i feel bloated. tmr exercise (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY KIDS WILL I HAVE HAHAHAHA 1 BOY I GIRL :D YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="UIStoryAttachment_Copy"&gt;&lt;div class="CopyBody"&gt;The perfect combo. You will have your little princess to doll up and your young man who will grow up to make you proud. Your son will always look after his sister when you're not around, and in return she will teach her brother how to be sensitive. Get ready to run around a lot. From ballet to soccer practice, you're going to be one busy parent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-5103887461517389361?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5103887461517389361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5103887461517389361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-lighter-note-orange-personalities.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-2511326862901320668</id><published>2009-04-09T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:36:30.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that utter disgust slowly mounting whenever... -censored- it's just not worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. I WANNA LET GO OF EVERYTHING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-2511326862901320668?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2511326862901320668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2511326862901320668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/heylo.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-6366381812123982931</id><published>2009-04-08T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:47:23.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY HEART NEARLY SKIPPED A BEAT LUHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the sporty atheletes are having their sports season, oh goodness, you'll nvr wanna know wad i'm having now. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIO I LOVE YOU. GIVE ME AN A FOR TMR'S LECTURE TEST. THANK YOU :D AND I'LL DREAM OF YOU WITH NO COMPLAINTS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH. YOU ALSO. U ARE MY HUSBAND. PLEASE. LET ME HAVE THE CHANCE TO UNDERSTAND YOU AND STAND BY YOU FOREVER. (till A's end at the very least) HAHA. YOU ARE SOMETHING THAT I HAVE SO MUCH CONFIDENCE IN. YET, LOOK AT THE SITUATION NOW. WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO... CONFUSING? THOUGHT GIRLS' MINDS ARE ALR HARD TO DECIPHER. YOUR'S SEEMS TO BE IN A WORSE STATE. HAHAHA. NVRM. I'M SO GNA MAKE U MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah the two MOST/HIGHLY/EXTREMELY/VERY URGENT subjects tt i have to deal with right NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-poofs!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-6366381812123982931?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6366381812123982931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6366381812123982931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-heart-nearly-skipped-beat-luhs-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-6271750557674805624</id><published>2009-04-07T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:15:01.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yos, before i bury myself in those horrendous pile of homework, i just wanna share my thoughts out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really glad that im being chosen for the yun nan ocip. despite hearing all sorts of stories from my friends, that it's going to be arduous, taxing, commitment level awfully high, still i'm really grateful deep down inside my heart. i am actually given this opportunity to reach out to the young, the less fortunate to make a difference in their lives. honestly speaking, when weiquan asked me which one do i prefer- ocip or obk, i was dumbstruck. but. after ruminating time and time again, i still think that ocip is for me. (: something which i yearn for ages alr. finally, it's coming to me, slowly, an inch after an inch. if you guys are my loyal readers, you would have found out that in my previous posts (those which i have accidentally deleted HAHA!) that i wanna go to the third-world country and help the needy. hah, of course i was heavily influenced by mass media. :D the show- tian ya xia yi (i can't rmb the eng title, but it was the hong kong serial with doctors going to africa voluntarily to help the people there. (: aired on sats and suns 7 to 9pm i think :D ) and now, i have this chance to make a difference in their lives. yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray hard, that i can make the best use out of it and treasure this opportunity that is given to me by the heads! :D thank you Mr Heng! (: haha. though i thought my interview didn't go THAT well on the other day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but prioritise, i will be going for fb trng this sat before going to the orientation. will tell Mr Heng or the teacher-in-charge tmr first. (: heeheee am excited. (: jiayou! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! JOIN ME IN THE FAMINE CAMP! WHEEEEE. I SHALL START PRACTISING. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-6271750557674805624?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6271750557674805624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6271750557674805624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/yos-before-i-bury-myself-in-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-923879738946165047</id><published>2009-04-07T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:39:26.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so, I GOT INTO THE YUN NAN OCIP. HAHAH AO NAN INSIDE TOO. HAHA. ashlene and ziyong also! :D and i actually enjoyed the interview to OBK hahahaha. oh well. we'll see how the results go. wei quan rocks luhs! :D make me feel so comfortable in front of the teachers till i was smiling all the way. HAHA. too high alr :D hahahaha. OH YA. HAVE TO TYPE THE THING oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think that i can be so high now, when i foresee a great big disaster looming. ... oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR THURS LESSON TO ENDDDDDDDDD! (: COS THURS NIGHT ONWARDS SHALL BE MY SHORT LIBERTY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugmugmug. hahahahaa. MUG with a KNIFE. hahahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-923879738946165047?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/923879738946165047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/923879738946165047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-so-i-got-into-yun-nan-ocip.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-3165399721137606269</id><published>2009-04-06T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:23:35.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headache plus sore throat to kickstart my monday morning. how great. hahaha. but thank goodness, my immune system is really strong (HAHA!) and my white blood cells are fighting real tough against those nonsensical bacteria that invaded my body, my voice came back and my headache vanished! hahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not till end of sch, it came back and haunted me T___T roar. i need my sleep. yet i have this tormenting pile of work to revise and do. oh dear oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;floorball A div coming soon. JIA YOU! :D im always here to support u floorballers! :D jyjy! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-3165399721137606269?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3165399721137606269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3165399721137606269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/yos.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-9205618052398356207</id><published>2009-04-05T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:37:41.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently listening to: FM static- Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a reminder- my blog, so it's just an avenue for me to express whatever i have in my mind if im willin to do so that is. so the word limit shouldnt even exist right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is bound to be filled with problems every now and then. if there're no problems, then i'm dead. isn't this so true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(edit) and if a person ever asks you "what happened? why so sad?" since your face spells the word "emo", you will feel worse cos you'll be reliving the experience just by telling that person what has happened right? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for example. this girl is being raped and you know it. will you still ask her what happened to her and expect her to tell you every single thing, making her reliving that whole raping experience again? this will only escalate her depression level won't it? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;won't it be wiser if you just accompany her while she's crying and let herself be ready to handle any other problems in her life and tell you when she thinks she has lost the ability to bottle up her feelings?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha. just a random thought of mine. triggered by what peter has told me before.(/edit)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then comes uncertainties. all the "what ifs" and "how do you/i know..." just float into the tiny cells dominating my brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i believe? who can i trust? when's the deadline? how to deal? where's the appropriate place? why must they tell me? hahaha. 5Ws 1 H all out. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gp bio chem NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confusion will only be cleared when seven rainbows appear in the sky simultaneously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-9205618052398356207?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/9205618052398356207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/9205618052398356207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/currently-listening-to-fm-static.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-392212615197255863</id><published>2009-04-05T08:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:57:16.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duathlon (hahahahahahaha, VOLUNTEER ONLY :D) + preview + resourcing at WEST SPRING = burn calories! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahaahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, duathlon= sun-baking, water molecules evaporating at the speed of light, stoning. haha. this is not called slacking alright! i mean, the competitors are seriously rules-abiding. :D SO NO ACCIDENTS OR ANY GREY AREAS AT ALLLLLLL. :D which made my life so so so so so so so so much easier. haha. missed fb for the sake of duathlon k. MISSED FLOORBALL TRAINING. M-I-S-S-E-D. thank goodness syl told me wad happened. :D hahahaahahahahaa. orange stripes. hahahahahahahahahaahahahaha. and thong kiat so nice. keeps supervising me. MR FOO ALSO. HAHAHAHAHA. and best, cg1509 rocks. :D GAOLIANGGGGG :D he's so sweet to acc me while im melting under the yellow monster. and still offered me his 100plus extra cold one! :D:D:D:D:D thanks dude! :D meryl and joys are like soooooo nice to acc meeeeee :D:D:D:D:D and TRINA AND SAB. YO DEARIES, 4TH IS REALLY GOOD. YAY. CONGRATS! :D GAOLIANG! U COMPLETED THE RACE K, SO ITS SUPER COMMENDABLE TOOOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. then back to babysitter house for a shower. awwwww, she's as cute as ever i tell you! :D ever so motherly, so caring, so... lovely! :D hehe, got to catch up with her then bathed then rushed down to midlink! hahaha. got to share my exp with a family, and oh my oh my! 5min prior to my sharing, i was receiving jitters like some... jittery fella. hahahahahaha! but! as i started to intro myself. ^.^ hahaha THE FAMILY IS SO ENCOURAGING! THEY GAVE ME WIDE WIDE SMILES, NODDING THEIR HEADS AFTER EVERY SENTENCE I SPOKE. AND I SIMPLY EXPRESSED MY FEELINGS NATURALLY! and i know exceptionally well that peter was doing his real best to suppress his laughter, and of course, I NEARLY BURST OUT LAUGHING TOO. hahaha. but yay, i received compliments! :D YAY! gna go back later too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rushed down to west side. the coffee bun was great. :D the rich aroma that diffused in the air~ OH MY! hahaha. and attempted to mug for bio. keyword: attempted. then helped out with sales. hahahaha. did miscalculate. oops. but no losses :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and having this perpetual flu is terrible. and i sound like an old granny now. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, have to mug for bio bio bio bio bio bio bio! :D and do geeeeeeeeepi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAD A FULL BREAKFAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, ever felt dejected or crest-fallen when you see someone whom u love so much (not just in BGR terms only.) in his/her own state of trouble yet you can do nothing to help?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-392212615197255863?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/392212615197255863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/392212615197255863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7645389116699130344</id><published>2009-04-03T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:46:44.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRATS GAMMA! :D GRATS ZOEY AND NELSON. IM SO PROUD OF U GUYS! :D YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. sports day today! :D basked under the golden rays of the sun. till everyone is eligible to be used as charcoal for any bbq. :D hahahahaha. our synonym is "dried fish" hahahahaha. totally dehydrated luhs. and wheeeeeeeee. enjoyed myself by seeing those ppl run... mel from fb is really good. overall champion! :D yay, from floorball. :D FLOORBALL GIRLS GOT FIRST! :D AND THE GUYS GOT THIRD. YAY! :D HA HA HA! :D FLOORBALL HURRAY! :D and chatting with sheena occasionally, or rather, most of the time makes me feel extremely comforted. and ahahahahahah sms-ing syl every now and then also made me smile luhs. that girl ar. YAY. SAME PW GROUP. HURRAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING OF PW. HURRAY. I GOT ZIYONG! :D TRINA! :D SAB! :D AND SYL. :D WHEE! I LOVE MY GROUP LUHS! :D pw sure fun alr! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TMR HAVE OAC DUATHLON. 6AM REACH ECP. WOW. IM STILL HERE BLOGGING. HAHA. omg im still so high. how to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jill &lt;3 i love u dear! gna call u out one day i promise! tmr superteens. yay! but im still thinking of a place to go for a shower. maybe my babysitter's house. then head down to bugis. wow. busy busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to mug too! oh! IM SO GLAD THAT THR'RE FRIENDS WHO UNDERSTAND ME! :D felt really... comforted. thank you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, shall go bathe and sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7645389116699130344?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7645389116699130344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7645389116699130344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/grats-gamma-d-grats-zoey-and-nelson.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-1804476121966673002</id><published>2009-04-02T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:41:45.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SdSWAUreC2I/AAAAAAAAAik/bz3HCm53VCc/s1600-h/flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320041992126597986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SdSWAUreC2I/AAAAAAAAAik/bz3HCm53VCc/s320/flyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-1804476121966673002?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1804476121966673002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1804476121966673002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/04/3.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SdSWAUreC2I/AAAAAAAAAik/bz3HCm53VCc/s72-c/flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-1606934038949164124</id><published>2009-03-29T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:33:31.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mummy once told me that everything comes with a solution.&lt;br /&gt;and peter once told me that everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i need to get back the momentum. ): BUT SOMEHOW I JUST CANT. AT THIS MOMENT. WITH ME FEELING LIKE THIS. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-1606934038949164124?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1606934038949164124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1606934038949164124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/mummy-once-told-me-that-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-2106303999327840786</id><published>2009-03-29T17:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:29:51.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's backtrack a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running. fireflies. trng. interview. trng. HAICARNIVAL. e2 gathering. walk. temple. rest. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll be a short story later. for now, i wanna just... express some thoughts out. hm... i love runnings and trng. make me feel fit and healthy and slim. and ha. determination! :D i really hope to get the support. haha. :D and looking at her, okay,i think i shall have a proper diet and a healthy and active lifestyle. hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haicarnival... hm... it rocks? AT LEAST THE PEOPLE THERE. :D omg. 4 years of memories. the teachers, mr lua, ms woo, ms leung, mrs wong, mr njoo... the girls, SZEHWEI, AIN, JOELIN, VERA... sheena and ly still alright cos still keeping in touch! and other schmates like zhiyong and kimkim... and you can call me silly. sigh. you know something, i have this ... feeling in me that will keep multiplying whenever i stepped into the corners or the places szehwei and i last crapped in. canteen, foyer, library, classroom, staffroom that corridor. the longer we were there, the more i miss her. SZEHWEIIIIII DO U KNOWWWWW ): i want to talk to u and just ... spend some time with u real badly! ): and that fleeting moment in haising ytd was obviously not enough to pour out everyth in our hearts for each other! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's like. reminding me that hello zhilin, you are in tjc, without shihan fadhil ly yunting in front of you, szehwei beside u, maeve joe jackson leon behind u. omg. and i yearn so badly for another 4e2 class chalet. sigh... omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and was out with a quarter of 4e2 i guess. was really great to have lunch and movie with them. we were talking and just... catching up in pastamania for.. two plus hours or so? (: weida shihan azam and leon were simply talking abt girls. hahahahahaah. ly vera joe and i were like.. erm. lol. yea. HAHAHAHAHAHA. caught shopaholic and coincidentally, my dear ain was watching with her clique too. AINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN CAN I CRASH SRJC TO FIND U. PLEASE TELL ME A CONVENIENT TIMEEEEEE. speaking of that, omg, i hope i can see her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! wednesday! vera shall be the org this time round. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STORY TIME! PLEASE SAY U ARE EXCITED! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** while everyone was staring intently onto the big flat screen, head tilted slightly to get the best view of the movie, her mind was in random motion, thinking- of the past. when both of them hugged and misunderstandings finally swept away from them, she cried. her memories of them were rekindled by the very scene. she longed for her presence, yet, no one really knows. with workload piling onto both of them like how the pearly-white snow covered the mountains, time seemed precious. too precious to even hold on to it for a second. she wants a time-machine. the music brought her senses back to reality. it's gone. move on. and, though it may seem to be a customary action, she has lost control. they, defiantly, streamed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;not much vocab used, but hahahaha. my inspiration pretty much rocks yea? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-2106303999327840786?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2106303999327840786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2106303999327840786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/stopppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-819522685323226889</id><published>2009-03-26T22:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:52:13.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before i switch off this lovely gadget of mine, shall post smth here :D bet u all miss me right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. been thinking and thinking. and all these nights, ive been dreaming. ha. nvr ask me wad, cos i'll take years to reply u- i have no idea too. :D but i know my dreams are rather ... exciting? with me running around or something.. can't exactly remember that vividly anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. i need GC cable. and wednesday's newspapers! hahahahahahaahahah! and lol, did receive some comments. and my daddy was like asking how do the readers know me is me. L O L. but either way, my whole family was euphoric? and mummy called just to share her joy with me. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have to do my work now. hahaha. my test results were all out. and yup, can heave a sigh of relief. but hah, have to get back my momentum and mug all the way. (: jiayou zhilin. jiayou friends! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the short meet-up with 6c's pretty cool. ate mee pok! (jill!!!!!!) and erm. snacks in taonan? and saw our cl teacher ms chew and mdm tan! :D they cant recog me luhs. but when the guys illustrated my prominent appearance, they were enlightened straight away. mdm tan still rocks. :D i love her! :D and we just chatted and caught up with our lives in the bball court. hahaha. the guys are all slam dunk-ers! hahaha. AND guang wei is extremely slim! haha for a guy. and his height. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. gtg! before i turn into china's national treasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. BIO LECTURES SERIOUSLY TICKLE ME EVERYTIME! :D AND I LOVE TUTORIALS. haha. as in. lessons. NOT the ws. :D hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have this mounting urge to go there and see her! oh my oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WAD. MY FRIEND. JOYS. HAS A TWIN SISTER NAMED GRACE.&lt;br /&gt;I ALSO HAVE TWO CLASSMATES BACK IN HAISING WHO ARE TWIN SIS, NAMED JOYCE AND GRACE.&lt;br /&gt;COOOOOOOOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my life. just that. i need to control my appetite. (: hahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-819522685323226889?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/819522685323226889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/819522685323226889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/before-i-switch-off-this-lovely-gadget.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8390509101283304594</id><published>2009-03-23T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:08:38.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thoughts dawned on me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i've recollected my memories and know wad to blog abt alr. my dream. i actually dreamt while i napped.so apparently i was even more frazzled than i alr was today. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my music player. i searched high and low, left and right, frantically and of course alone at first cos i didnt wanna alarm anyone. apparently you showed up like always and acc me to find. eek. then somehow there's another person who helped me turn the whole world upside down just to find my lovely music player. but to no avail. and cool, tears began to stream uncontrollably and my nose started to fill heavy. heavy with mucus. hahaha. cos it reminded me of the fact that i lost such a good phone before and hah, coincidentally, both are samsung items. lol. so i didnt really wna tell my parents cos it's gna further dampen my mood knowing that i've lost their trust. sigh. and i forgot the trivial details and i knew i got back my music player. i think it's in my bag or my bed. OH YA! my bed! under my quilt. and cute enough, my settings changed tremendously. from shopping centre to bus interchange to home to bedroom to void deck. in a mere two-hour sleep? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want a healthy body! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-8390509101283304594?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8390509101283304594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8390509101283304594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts-dawned-on-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-5134521036691338892</id><published>2009-03-23T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:39:23.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pw is out. more tests schedule is up, and im expecting for more. and hurray. my knee hurt again. how am i going to survive tmr! the run and swim. ): leona! same boat indeed. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay, sylvia is finally blogging. im gna read later. have to work really hard alr. so yippee. will blog if i ever have the inspiration. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. support earth hour campaign! :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and support hai carnival! I CANT WAIT. SERIOUSLY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really miss szehwei.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss jill.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss huijing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GIRLS! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-5134521036691338892?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5134521036691338892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5134521036691338892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/yos-pw-is-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-3268379688407561791</id><published>2009-03-22T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:38:44.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aft countless attempts of logging into facebook ytd, decided to give up since my effort came to a naught and signed in into msn instead. wowie. thanks to tok sheng, i was reunited with 4G 2002 again. HAHAHAHAHAHA. omg! so nostalgic! hahahaha. the ppl. especially. wow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and facebook's been exciting for me. with all the photo comments, ,status comments, quizzes, notes. hahahaha. but still, i don't like the new layout. seriously honestly. hhahahaha. MY TRUE AGE IS SEVEN. A FAR CRY FROM WAD SUS AND LY GUESSED! :D and im supp to be living in paris. YESYESYES! MY DREAM CTRY! :D hahahaha. and one word to describe me : KIND/ FRIENDLY WHEEE! :D hahaha. and yay, 4e2 photos finally up! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have gp, bio, chem, econs tutorials i just realised. sis is a tad better than me cos at least she knew wad's her hw, just that she couldnt find it till 5 min ago. (time check: 8.37pm) HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gna swim. yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-3268379688407561791?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3268379688407561791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3268379688407561791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/aft-countless-attempts-of-logging-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4980790316070453427</id><published>2009-03-21T09:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:36:21.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/ScRAAc425XI/AAAAAAAAAic/7X2bsbm_Ftc/s1600-h/2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315443836702877042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/ScRAAc425XI/AAAAAAAAAic/7X2bsbm_Ftc/s320/2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6C :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'m squealing with delight now at the thought of being able to stay in contact with the lovely bunch of ppl i met :D more of such gatherings please. srsly don't mind even if it's just... a dinner or lunch? :D haha.so far i've only gotten joel's contact cos he smsed! (: that interior designer! :D but he's late ytd tts why didnt have time to catch up with him. ahahah. oh! did i mention that i was a lil apprehensive when i headed down to macs to find them? like. 4 years nvr see one another alr! omg! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i want 4e2's photos. very scenic ones :D aha and 1509! and 2e2 :D and i wanna meet up with 4g! ahhaha. thats like 6 yrs ago! ahhahahaha! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4980790316070453427?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4980790316070453427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4980790316070453427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/6c-d-m-squealing-with-delight-now-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/ScRAAc425XI/AAAAAAAAAic/7X2bsbm_Ftc/s72-c/2003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-3865994729058723668</id><published>2009-03-20T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:56:26.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, i love 4e2. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the attendance, we did have a wonderful time together! :D camwhored, joke and crapped in macs, watched movie till we laughed like crazy, had dinner, and crapped even more. i love the time when we were cycling together &lt;3 that's so cool man! hahaha. and i really appreciate your effort to come and whee, it's extremely comforting. and the greatest gift is that you guys enjoyed today! thank goodness. :D sus, tag me for the photos! hahahaha. :D and omg, weida was early today for both the sessions  (: THANKS! :D despite his finger being cut. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class spirit? i dare not say. but bonded among the few of us, DEFINITELY! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-3865994729058723668?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3865994729058723668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3865994729058723668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-i-love-4e2.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8023647356704046005</id><published>2009-03-20T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:31:02.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little reunion right here?&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost, MY DEAR PPL SEND ME THE PHOTOS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. first up cg1509 bbq which i highly enjoyed it :D&lt;br /&gt;next, 2e2 movie and jap dinner which i miraculously ate and had a heavenly time with the peeps. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;then, 4e2 cycling and bonding session and movie and dinner! :D omg, they are whom i call friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;just now, 6C ecp meet-ups. CAN U IMAGINE. 6C. LIKE. 4 YEARS AGO?! :D ppl like rachel, shuyi. yuting, linda, weikim, clement, wayne, hao guan, kenneth, weile, tok sheng, joel i think no more? omg. half of them cant recog me T___T they only knew i was a prefect tts all. hahaha (: really nice to meet 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-8023647356704046005?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8023647356704046005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8023647356704046005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-reunion-right-here-first-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-6390557576428793270</id><published>2009-03-19T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:37:51.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and im really sorry to disappoint you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-6390557576428793270?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6390557576428793270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6390557576428793270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-im-really-sorry-to-disappoint-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-2586808080469170446</id><published>2009-03-19T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:28:06.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she's an elite now. in bottling up her feelings. and keeping mum.&lt;br /&gt;she has to swallow all these, without anyone rooting for her.&lt;br /&gt;she can hear from her lovelies who can tell her that they have work and have yet started on their revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do they know, that she hasnt done any too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-2586808080469170446?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2586808080469170446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2586808080469170446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/shes-elite-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-3113106362594266541</id><published>2009-03-19T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T14:21:03.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogging a little here while researching for my chloroplasts. hahaha. and just now i asked my grp members some qns which srsly made roy feel super pek cek :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. ytd i had so much fun with my 1509 peeps till it overshadowed the flag day event! hahaha. i actually smsed my ppl to support me k :D and thank you maeve and szehwei darling for donating hahahaha. it's so cool. :D hehe. and in the midst of asking for donation, i got harrassed. apparently. bad experience. don't wish to blog about it. i thought it was alright, till it got heightened by the other shopkeepers. nana avoided him though, while he kept finding me. yucks, i freaked out i tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. had a lame yet fun time before going for bbq. i'm so gna jump.&lt;br /&gt;and whee bbq was really a fun time. :D mr leow is so generous okay! :D hahaha. ms leow just treated them chicky wings only! hahahaa. and fruits. :D HAHAHA IMAGINE BBQ WITH FRESH FRUITS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. :D mr chen super generous too. haha. i love my generous cg. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later with 2e2. my hands are jellies now. oh ya. HURRRRRAYYYYYYY! MY KNEE DIDNT HURT TODAY WHEN I WAS TRNG YESYESYES! :D but, im aching. T__T oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to proj! update soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im gna cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-3113106362594266541?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3113106362594266541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3113106362594266541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogging-little-here-while-researching.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-2402885404597955439</id><published>2009-03-18T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:20:40.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOS! hahahahaha i nearly rofl just now when i was reading some blogs. hahaha. oh. i feel like typing "neither can i" but i reckon. NONE will undst wad on earth im talking abt. hahaha. 2 diff stuff here btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CG1509 BBQ today! despite the pathetic sum of ppl who turned up today, the fun was definitely multiplied. :D hehehehehehe. but guys, seriously, THANK YOU! greatly appreciated your effort to come down. hehe. means my msg ytd did touch ur hearts RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT! :D better say yes. hahahahahaha! :D but really had a great time bonding with u ppl. :D u guys srsly rock my world in tj man! :D yay! :D hahaha no worries, my tutorials are still sparkling clean. :D we're in the same boat. heh. :D no worries! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! tmr 2e2 gathering YAY! :D friday 4e2's YAY YAY! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i think im a lucky lil girl. every class that i'm in, it's a good one. :D with great ppl and best teachers. yea. i love sch and college cos of them. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEE i better start my work like NOW. tmr there's trng. dno if i should/could/must run tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. time. something we just cant hold on to? yet we're not treasuring. but for now. i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-2402885404597955439?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2402885404597955439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2402885404597955439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/yos-hahahahaha-i-nearly-rofl-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4969482198596655783</id><published>2009-03-17T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:22:29.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waiting for my snail phone to send out all the mass msg. left 4e2 ppl to send! but that one can still kiv. hehe. since its on. FRIDAY . YAY. I CANT WAIT. LIKE SERIOUSLY. WHEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i rmb! sat i have dinner with superteens! :D YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. and my knee is failing me. was doing suicide run and it just couldnt keep its standard up, my heart and other parts of the body still as active as ever, as fit as a fiddle, only that knee!!! made my left leg turn into jelly luhs! ): till coach asked me to rest instead. omg. please heal please heal please heal. i wanna play fb. it's an addiction! love it loads please. (: finally found my passion. heh. :D not san fen zhong re du, but san bei zi re du. :D that level of love. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. back to work and sms-ing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LOLS. i'm some little jarbroni. hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4969482198596655783?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4969482198596655783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4969482198596655783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/waiting-for-my-snail-phone-to-send-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7105103974254505072</id><published>2009-03-17T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:38:54.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>impt dates for me to rmb. esp the cfm-ed ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;WEDNESDAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;FLAGDAY AND CG1509 BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURDAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;TRAINING AND PROJ MEETUP AND MOVIE+ DINNER WITH 2E2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4E2 CLASS OUTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY! jill? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY! ??? i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously need to write down in my hp alr. somehow i rmb i have to do smth/ meet ppl. but i just cant recall. sorry. please remind me alright if i forget to contact u or something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7105103974254505072?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7105103974254505072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7105103974254505072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/impt-dates-for-me-to-rmb.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4750281631162139035</id><published>2009-03-17T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:44:17.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somehow, i can't wait for today to end, tmr to start. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE TMR ONWARDS WILL BE FUN FUN FUN FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp tmr and fri. (: meeting the ppl who make my studying life exceptionally enjoyable :D love you guys so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thurs. hahahaha derek offered to queue for tickets meaning i have to help him disseminate the message out to my whole 2e2 contact list. wow. ahhahaah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and trng later wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh! IM SO GNA GO WS NTUC EVERY NOW AND THEN AFT 5PM :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha. and be the angelic customer whom every employee loves to cater his service to :D yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hahahaha. gab yunting are really nice. and of course, choon yip too! HAHAHA thank you for ur help ytd :D it's seriously... hilarious to think of it! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4750281631162139035?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4750281631162139035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4750281631162139035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/somehow-i-cant-wait-for-today-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8908476661692972249</id><published>2009-03-16T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:54:14.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. got to squeeze out some time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fruitful, eventful, marvellous day today. (: econs lecture, bio proj meet-up, adventure in ws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the adventure is the main highlight of the day. honestly. hahahahaha. it's so thrilling, and hahahahahahahaha. i'd just laugh to myself whenever i think of it. how silly i can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set them aside, i need to cfm the plans for my cg1509 bbq, 4e2 outing, 2e2 gathering. omg. :D&lt;br /&gt;and i have to research on chloroplast! jiayou zhilin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng tmr. finally!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-8908476661692972249?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8908476661692972249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8908476661692972249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-world_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-3895827553723648628</id><published>2009-03-15T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:20:56.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm thoroughly frazzled. yet, some parts in me nudge me to stay on and fight, reminding me that there's still hope, spurring me on. especially, them. the people who make my life seem impeccable. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-3895827553723648628?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3895827553723648628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3895827553723648628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-thoroughly-frazzled.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-1573987517021893220</id><published>2009-03-15T10:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:26:41.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;below post is extremely esoteric. yet, even if you don't seem to know, it doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sometimes, in life, you really need to pause and look around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this pause comes in various forms. but whichever the case is, it still conveys one common message, it still strikes the meaning in us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and having said that, i reckon u guys would be speculating that i did have this time. consider that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to be a &lt;em&gt;yes &lt;/em&gt;and a &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;. yes in the sense that i finally got the time alone, without any distractions, for myself. thinking about my past present future. no- it's just mere passing thoughts about my life, not much depth in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but for some, i did think alot. especially them. yes, i feel maligned at times. like seriously, totally, entirely. it's like, why can't they just understand? and at times, i felt obliged to do the things that i didnt wish to, but knowing that it'd do good, i gave in. i'm not sure whtr this is a riddle to them or what, but this is out of my intention. i just want to let it out, and realising this is the &lt;strong&gt;only &lt;/strong&gt;avenue. and, quite often enough, i wanna approach them, but either they are caught up with their lives, or simply uncontactable, i left them alone. and now, i feel that they're coming back and proclaiming that i'm the one who's neglecting them and not appreciating them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human minds are undoubtedly challenging to decipher. and bear in mind, i did not specify who. so if you ever want to make wild guesses, i've got nth to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder, who really sincerely honestly knows what i think. and &lt;em&gt;feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. what exactly do you &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;want? oh gracious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-1573987517021893220?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1573987517021893220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/1573987517021893220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/below-post-is-extremely-esoteric.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7476369763116928144</id><published>2009-03-15T08:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T08:42:20.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. szehwei i miss you! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checklist for this march hols.&lt;br /&gt;-do bio tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;-do chem tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;-do chem lecture via matrix&lt;br /&gt;-read up on gp&lt;br /&gt;-finish THINK bio proj&lt;br /&gt;-revise math.&lt;br /&gt;-revise econs&lt;br /&gt;-revise bio&lt;br /&gt;-revise chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. BCME+ GP all have assignments for us to do lol. thank goodness pw hasnt commenced. yet. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-experience SPA for bio on monday&lt;br /&gt;-proj meet-up on monday&lt;br /&gt;-training on tues (10-12)&lt;br /&gt;-flagday on wednesday! :D&lt;br /&gt;-CG1509 BBQ on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;-training on thurs (8-10)&lt;br /&gt;-4e2 outing on friday&lt;br /&gt;-sat baking with jing i guess :D&lt;br /&gt;-tentatively, 2e2 on sun. if not thurs/sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. looking at my schedule, i'm nearly packed except for tues, thurs, sat and sun! whee. probably, if time permits, JILL! :D ANY DAYS U FREE? :D and my darling szehwei. when when when? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in between those times, i have to complete my work and revision! hohoho. study grp anyone? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this sudden impulse to catch a movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7476369763116928144?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7476369763116928144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7476369763116928144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-469233204968008755</id><published>2009-03-14T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:07:04.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg, what happened! 4-1 ): manchester united!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i only know the end results and AM a lil sad luhs, since my fav team didn't perform up to standard today. but ha, i'm not a die-hard fan till i possess all sorts of man-u merchandise alright. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. WHEE. THE MORNING WAS SUNNY. YAY. so bball as usual. (: cheated my feelings. no match one. i thought they'd be so... in the competing mood or smth. hahahaha. so it turned out to be just games? hehe. nvrm! I GET TO CHAT WITH MY DARLING LIANGYING TODAY. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. :D HAD A mercedes-benz loads of fun with her luhs. crapping and nonsens-ing :D esp with derek arnd! :D hehe. and hahahahaa. the kids are really adorable. :D and i'm really proud that i didnt make the lil 4yrold girl cry. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NEXT I HAD MY FLOORBALL ORIENTATION. WHEE. FLOORBALL TEAM WE ROCK! :D I FINALLY GET TO MEET MY SENIORS AND BOND WITH THE J1S :D WHEE. THEY'RE SERIOUSLY, UNDENIABLY, A BUNCH OF FANTASTIC PEOPLE WITH THE SAME PASSION :D WHEE. and we were like hardly shy? :D i won the bingo game and helped my team earn extra 5 water bombs! :D ahahhahahaa. had apple game, water bombs, captain ball, bbq, 007, cam-whoring, charade, random chat session :D hahaha. and i'm crowned as the most random girl alr :D hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but but! i still think we need more of such bonding! i have to install the names into my drive in my computer head. hahahahahahahahahaha. though i admit, it's a type writer, AT TIMES only :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeee the guys are so lame luhs! hahaha but fun. :D the girls are really enthusiastic luhs. yay. :D i love fb team. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;not that she doesnt want to be nice just this once again. actually. for many times, the jackpot has been hit. it's as if, he has this ability to read minds, especially hers. and she has claimed, there's no such thing as a definite yes or no. but time is constraint. and this literally throws her deep deep down into the abyss of confusion. she remembers the past, thinks of the memories, every single day too. so, has the time come? but if he doesn't even want to comply now and to wait, how sure can she be? she's waiting for him to wait. what an irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee, i think i have this knack in concocting tales like this! :D need more inspiration and i may just compile a book soon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-469233204968008755?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/469233204968008755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/469233204968008755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-what-happened-4-1-manchester-united.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7978651022626145170</id><published>2009-03-13T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:08:50.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SbposHM-z1I/AAAAAAAAAiU/2-8kQz9KQX4/s1600-h/SUNNYDAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SbposHM-z1I/AAAAAAAAAiU/2-8kQz9KQX4/s320/SUNNYDAY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312673817493950290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GIVE ME A SUNNY DAY TMR. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7978651022626145170?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7978651022626145170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7978651022626145170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/give-me-sunny-day-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SbposHM-z1I/AAAAAAAAAiU/2-8kQz9KQX4/s72-c/SUNNYDAY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4650506986988248638</id><published>2009-03-13T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:58:10.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD. I FEEL CONSISTENT. AHA. COS MY BLOGPOSTS SERIOUSLY MOUNT UP TO A STUPENDOUS NUMBER. :D HEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND. TODAY IS THE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;LAST DAY &lt;/span&gt;OF SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;OH AND I REMEMBERED WHAT TO BLOG ABOUT ALR :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW. ON WED. I'M SUPPOSED TO ATTEND GROUP PE. BUT THANKS TO MY TENDON, MY KNEE'S VERY HANDICAPPED. SO I CAN'T GET TO RUN WITH MY GIRLS. THEN BEST PART. CG1509&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *beams proudly*&lt;/span&gt; HAS THE LARGEST NUMBER OF PPL SKIPPING PE COS OF MC. HA HA HA HA! CG SPIRIT INDEED :D HA HA HA! BUT HEY! IT WAS PURELY COINCIDENTAL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE CG1509. COS. WE ARE A BUNCH OF FUN PPL :D YAY. I LOVE TO HAVE LUNCH WITH YOU ALL AND CRAP IN THE CANTEEN THEREAFTER! AND I'LL UPLOAD THE PICTS PRETTY SOON. HEHE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HOW WE ALWAYS JOKE IN CLASS HAHAHAHA. AND NEARLY LOCK OUR DOORS :D SO COMICAL PLEASE! (: AND WHEE, WE ARE ALR ACCUSTOMED TO OUR OWN CG AND GELLING AS ONE! :D YAY! AND I'M GOING TO MAKE THE UPCOMING BBQ A SUCCESSFUL ONE K :D SO GUYS. PLEASE TURN UP! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! (: AND HAHAHA. I LOVE OUR MASS CONVOS PLEASE. THOUGH AT TIMES, I CERTAINLY NEED KETCHUP IN MY SAUCER, HAHAHAHAHA. I STILL HAVE A WHOLE LOT OF FUN WITH YOU PPL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YAY. TMR IS FLOORBALL ORIENTATION CAMP. YAY! I THINK MY SENIOR'S PRETTY AWESOME. AND I WANNA BOND WITH J1S TOO :D I ONLY KNOW MY GIRLS AND MARTIN FROM GUYS TEAM! HAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YAY YAY! TMR BBALL MATCH IS STILL ON! I RECEIVED JITTERS WHEN JK CALLED ME JUST NOW COS I THOUGHT THEY'D DECIDED TO CANCEL OR SMTH. WHEE. AND LY IS GOING TO JOIN ME TMR :D YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMR'S GONNA BE A NICE DAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE TO RESEARCH ON MY BIO PROJ LEST ROY WILL HUNT ME DOWN WITH A CHOPPER IN HIS HANDS! HAHAHAHA. MY LEADER LEH. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIO PRACT TRIGGERED MY MOTION SICKNESS TODAY. HAHAHA. AND LEWIS SYLVIA AND NANA HAVE TO HEAR ME WHINE. HAHAHAHA. THANKS AR BILE SALT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THANK YOU FOR HEARING ME OUT THESE DAYS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BETTER GET GOING! BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4650506986988248638?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4650506986988248638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4650506986988248638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-64615113672462057</id><published>2009-03-12T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:28:09.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>............................................................................... is all i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to numb myself. give me some ice cubes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-64615113672462057?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/64615113672462057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/64615113672462057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-5652297678905529603</id><published>2009-03-12T19:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:01:23.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm awe-struck. by how small the world can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO. MISS ME? :D HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i really wonder. are all these... fate? or simply we have to meet one another and bond and forge relationships? i mean.. how come i'm here. with all these ppl in my life. and out of so many contacts, only 24 are in the same cg as me. of course, my secondary sch mates and all. and out of countless ppl, only that handful stays in my mind and heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for ppl like huijing, chengliang, teng hoi. these three. omg. you'll never imagine how on earth we met alright! (: my lovelies whom i'll remember even if i forget my name! &lt;3 and chengliang! no doubt, u'll hardly read this. still, wanna thank you for ur support. (: i heard from my mummy okay. :D haha. thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my really really close friends. omg. miracle that we actually clique tgt! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. really love this world. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-5652297678905529603?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5652297678905529603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5652297678905529603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-awe-struck.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8470768715505627294</id><published>2009-03-10T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:59:54.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>T____________________________________________________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIVING IN SELF-DENIAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY BODY SYSTEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY KNEES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-8470768715505627294?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8470768715505627294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8470768715505627294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/tt-living-in-self-denial.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-351390038543647490</id><published>2009-03-10T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:36:42.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time check: 1120am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to have my econs test earlier on, and my body and soul to be in LT2 NOW. but here i am, typing in the com lab, idling away. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! don't perceive the wrong way! let's backtrack abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having mass pe this morning and we had to run 2.5 rounds arnd the college compound and this was when it started to protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it has something to do with my body mass. how depressing is that. my knees can't even endure my body anymore. ): ahhhh. and i couldn't run that fast/ consistent anymore. abt 3/4 round, i literally started to limp. syl advised me to inform the teacher but yea, i thought i could still take it. thought. -.- so there goes another round. and this time round, the pain was simply excrutiating. -.- told mrs goh and she asked me to brisk walk instead. so yea. not much of a pain so i went for my break and bio tutorial as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the climax. after tutorial, i'm supposed to go for my econs test. but yea. tutorial classroom is like.. at the 2nd floor. so have to walk down the stairs. that's when my tolerance level has reached the optimum point alr. i could feel my left leg turning into jelly! i can't even walk and it was so unbearable till i broke down. yes. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my lovely cg mates and my og mates were like showering all sorts of concern to me. (= thanks guys. and i kinda hindered them cos they're supp to attend the tuts/ lectures/ TESTS! ahah. nura still told me nvrm. but ya. in the end, the two wonderful scholars helped me out and brought me to the sickbay. (: oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must really thank sylvia! :D for holding me like grandma, crystal, xiao heng, nelson, wei quan, dailing, and of course the cg mates who were like so worried over me. haha. thanks guys. i'm better now i hope. yea. oh! i love the tutors/teachers/ staff members. they rock can! (: like. mr heng, mrs lam and ms ang! yea. they were the ones who intro TCM to me and iced my knee! thanks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'd better join my cg in the canteen now. update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-351390038543647490?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/351390038543647490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/351390038543647490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-check-1120am.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7692960100339585839</id><published>2009-03-09T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:00:06.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have this craving for adventure. (: hah. escalated by all the things that'd happened around me.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a fairy godmother.&lt;br /&gt;grant me the wish to be more streetwise.&lt;br /&gt;grant me the wish to discipline my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;grant me the wish to be more focus in my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it literally humours me whenever i think of how i can actually lose my way in my own house estate. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;story time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wishes she hasn't spilled out the words. she wishes she hasn't done them. she wishes to turn back time. or rather, have a key to their minds. or rather, that particular one. yet, some parts of her refuse the invitation. her action is curbed. she's refrained. momentarily, she yearns for that. everything and everyone pull her away. they block her way, restrict her, influence her. she knows very well that there're always two ends to a spectrum. she's thrown into a state of confusion. hard to come up, difficult to give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7692960100339585839?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7692960100339585839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7692960100339585839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-this-craving-for-adventure.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-386184577692278129</id><published>2009-03-09T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:21:53.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously need to run. please. give me a glimpse of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. the opportunity cost for my 1 and a half hours of sleep is actually my econs revision. (though i totally don't want to admit that its the next &lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt; alternative that's forgone). hahahaha. yea. but on a positive note, i'm feelin quite refreshed! :D so energetic till i can literally feel what's inside my body. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... anyone has pills that'll wash away some ... scenes in my head?&lt;br /&gt;nth seems to be heading the brighter side of life wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye folks. oh. did i mention. the cold finally sneaked into my body system. my teeth literally clattered while i was riding the bus home. it's so freezing. and hah, it's definitely comical to see how syl, keith and i ran across the ROADS with an... umbrella? but with the wind howling while blowing all the raindrops straight into our faces, an unbrella certainly has not much of its use. so yea, practically, drenched. from head to toe. i don't mind experiencing it again. but on one condition. i must bring a towel, either for snuggling or drying purposes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for saving ur eyes yea? another long post. hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-386184577692278129?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/386184577692278129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/386184577692278129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-seriously-need-to-run.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-4132851074094525909</id><published>2009-03-09T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:14:50.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello my readers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, congrats to TJCians class of 2008! :D you've done TJ proud, and, :D you've brought joy to your juniors' lives! why? WE ENDED LESSONS EARLY. :D 10AM. FOR GOODNESS SAKE! :D yay! hahahahaha. at first i wasnt that elated while the crowd in assembly broke into raptures. cos i thought i still had to stay back for my house heats (bear in mind, i'm not joining in any events ahhaahahah! i'm just the finishing judge) but... the moment Mrs Loke said house heats postponed, i nearly jumped k! :D means i get to leave college early too. :D whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've to complete my econs revision and chem ws-es by today. oh my oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(initially wanted to type a long old grandma story. but i'm nice today. (: decided to give ur eyes a break!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-4132851074094525909?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4132851074094525909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/4132851074094525909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-my-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-7332270736374524102</id><published>2009-03-08T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:00:44.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amidst all my mugging. (actually not all though) i've this sudden impulse to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's proven. hah, all the msn convers attest to this fact. wow. i'm impressed with myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as much as i want to forgive AND forget, it just keeps replaying, like as if the film is on A-B mode, going on and on, making me reliving every single moment. wow x2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-7332270736374524102?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7332270736374524102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/7332270736374524102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/amidst-all-my-mugging.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-3950976005839296018</id><published>2009-03-08T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:47:57.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i shouldnt be here. instead, i'm supp to be at my desk, diligently thinking of my intro and conclusion on mass media (omg, i initially typed mess media) and mugging for my econs and chem tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, i have this propensity to just type here. (: my darling lovely blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. a seriously short and sweeeeet one.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. for once, i didnt feel the euphoria aft swimming. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i wanna say. oh yea, emotionally drained too. thanks. not just one. but two to deal with. and i don't think that's the end -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a breather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-3950976005839296018?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3950976005839296018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/3950976005839296018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-i-shouldnt-be-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-2134729753164293644</id><published>2009-03-08T10:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:41:46.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA. IVE DECIDED TO EDIT MY BLOG ARCHIVES FORMAT. AND LOOK! I HAVE 37 POSTS IN FEB. WHEN FEB HAS ONLY 28 DAYS. HAHAHAHA. AND I STARTED THIS LAYOUT ONLY ON 10TH FEB. AHAHAHHAHAHAHA. HILARIOUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-2134729753164293644?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2134729753164293644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2134729753164293644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-5633504727275282993</id><published>2009-03-08T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:17:45.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what now. some things that're done just can't be undone. as what this idiom "don't cry over spilled milk" suggests. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i be as cruel and cold-hearted as anyone think i SHOULD be to just don't even think nor care a single bit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or should i be as forgiving and soft-hearted as everyone deems me as one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... internal conflict indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;my legs aint feelin any better and i feel so... handicapped.&lt;br /&gt;neither are my knees.&lt;br /&gt;nor my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;don't be surprise if you see a mummy walking in college tmr. hahah. oh, i think sylvia is gonna hear my incessant whinings and grumblings tmr. be prepared dear! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i should follow teresa's footsteps and get myself a year's supply of salonpas :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hp gives nth but trouble now. i seriously thank mummy and daddy for buying a gorgeous mp4 player last cny. somehow, i use it more than my hp now. immersing myself into the world of music. how cool is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-5633504727275282993?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5633504727275282993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5633504727275282993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-5547036777199670812</id><published>2009-03-07T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:35:32.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SbKE2mFBbdI/AAAAAAAAAiM/wbsYIyAhzoY/s1600-h/baby_angel_bird.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310452984092650962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SbKE2mFBbdI/AAAAAAAAAiM/wbsYIyAhzoY/s320/baby_angel_bird.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;... ever heard of &lt;em&gt;presence = present&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ever heard of &lt;em&gt;action speaks louder than words&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ever heard of the words- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;understanding&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;accusation&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;sorrow&lt;/strong&gt;" ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't you&lt;em&gt; ever&lt;/em&gt; come across them? and wow, living in ur own world, own imagination, own &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;assumption&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-5547036777199670812?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5547036777199670812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/5547036777199670812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VPLbVi4tNj0/SbKE2mFBbdI/AAAAAAAAAiM/wbsYIyAhzoY/s72-c/baby_angel_bird.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-8447256049494533273</id><published>2009-03-07T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:51:16.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first and foremost. MY DEAR 4E2 PPL. PLEASE CHECK OUT OUR CLASS BLOG ALRIGHT! THR ARE STILL UPDATES! WHEE. RGD OUR UPCOMING CLASS OUTING. WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. ohoh! i didnt mention abt fb pt ytd right! omg! really suicidal. i can run. i love to, in fact. but omg, the sets just didnt go well at all. ok, at least for me, the injuries-prone one! i prefer running. whee. nonetheless, training today was good. :D learnt more skills. footings, angle, shoot. whee! and heh, i have this liberty to eat now. (: but of course, a balanced diet that is! whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got to go and be a mugger now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still contemplating wthr i should cycle tmr with tjcians. oh well. see my muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i guess, it's merely just rounds of masquerading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-8447256049494533273?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8447256049494533273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/8447256049494533273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-and-foremost.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-6361630646922286095</id><published>2009-03-06T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:32:18.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a short (maybe not, see how.) proper post before i head for my bathing session :D haha. anyone's house devoids of glue or superglue? i can run there and supply you with just a touch of my hands. hahaha. FOC k :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today. for once. it struck me. apparently the discomfort was outrageously unbearable. trust me, i nearly broke down. haha. thank goodness it was a fleeting moment. and hahaha. sylvia is such a mother. :D yay! thanks dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess, whatever i wanna express subsequently will be articulated by the singers in the previous post. so yea. the lyrics speak a thousand words, both metaphorically and literally. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reckon, you'll know wad i'm referring to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-6361630646922286095?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6361630646922286095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/6361630646922286095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/short-maybe-not-see-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478701125038508504.post-2683076307958506092</id><published>2009-03-06T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:18:23.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/_1hnkmHhqU/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/_1hnkmHhqU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;flashbacks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sylvia! 1234's the song i told ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy listenin' &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4478701125038508504-2683076307958506092?l=iinspiration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2683076307958506092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478701125038508504/posts/default/2683076307958506092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iinspiration.blogspot.com/2009/03/yuan-lai-jj-mad-neyo-1-2-3-4-plain.html' title=''/><author><name>Zhilin(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
